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Who: Daenerys Targaryen
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: She can be found on the Hospitality Deck of the Marsiva if anyone wants to find her wandering around.
When: Today!

[Daenerys hadn't even had fortnight to settle in, to take in the situation she's found herself in. One moment she was in the almost safety of Drogon's company and the next she was surrounded by Dothraki. Now? She was.... looking at a strange speaking device? She learned enough that people could communicate with it, but not enough right away on how to do so herself. It takes her a moment to figure it out and when she finally does, her violet eyes are still wide with concern on the video feed. Once she realizes it's working, she tries to go for a more calm and assertive outward appearance.]

To think that such a place would be capable of stealing so many from their homes. I can't imagine the ransom they'd be seeking. I wish to speak to whoever thought it wise to attempt such a feat and if any others can provide valuable information, mayhap you'll receive a reward from me in return.

[Mostly her eternal gratitude, given that she had little else on her person in the way of money. Carefully, she tucks a stray silver lock behind her ear. She wanted to ask where Drogon was and yet she knew outright asking her captors where they'd taken her dragon might be too foolish of a thing to attempt.]

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It might be the news has not reached across the Narrow Sea. The North has declared its independence from the Iron Throne.

[ but when she speaks, she does not sound strong. she sounds nebulous -- and, perhaps, a little afraid. she will not refute what a beast that boy kind had been, but neither will she abandon the cause her brother has forged, now, in his own blood.

she nearly pleads: take the other six kingdoms; leave the north alone. ]

As they should. The Lannisters have no right to the throne in the first place.

[And whether she has to win the North back the hard or the easy way, well that remained to be seen. She had every intention of bringing all seven kingdoms back to the fold. Dorne had been separate in everything but name and the North was separate. She wanted to see her home whole again.]

My lady, your house still sits in the North, correct? Perhaps an agreement can be reached that won't result in more blood.

[Though she isn't so sure. She'd heard whispers and still remembered the vision in the House of the Undying of the Wolfhead king sitting on his throne.]

Enemies hold the North. [ but the starks were kings, in years gone by. although sansa holds no hope that they should ever sit in winterfell ever again. ] And Winterfell half-a-wreck, as the rumours go. I cannot say; I have not been there in some time.

The Lannisters had a hand in it, I imagine.

[She doesn't have to imagine it, honestly. She knows that they take and take and take until there's nothing but blood, ash, and rubble. She and Viserys had been running from them for a long time, along with the Usurper. He might be dead but two of his children still lived and the Lannisters ruled her throne with sharp claws that dug deep.]

I see... so you've been chased from your home as well. You have my greatest sympathies, Lady Stark.

[She frowns, feeling the familiarity of that scenario. Constantly moving from place to place, hoping they could find someone to trust other than the two of them. All because one of her father's loyal had died. Even now she missed that beautiful home with the red door.]

[ chased is not the appropriate word. but she will let daenerys targaryen believe otherwise, if such a narrative suits the young woman's mercy. ]

They are monsters, my lady. Nearly every last one of them.

They may make it their business to harm girls and to kill children, but I do not. However, they will know no mercy from me, I promise you that.

[And she softens again, curious of whether she should ask how she came to know these monsters so intimately.]

Did they hurt you?

[ -- deeply.

but those are secrets she can barely whisper to her brother when he asks after king's landing, and what happened there. she will not bring herself to repeat (and relive) that pain to a near-stranger, no matter what her bloodline. so sansa's jaw tightens. ]

I am not in King's Landing; they cannot reach me. They cannot hurt me.

[ any more. ]

[She feels as if she's looking at herself, after so many years of Viserys' abuse. She had long started to believe his assertions of how useless she was and how her only purpose was to be his bride when he had finally regained his throne. But then he'd sold her to the Dothraki, had promised her more fear and despair, but Drogo had shown her love beyond measure. She had been his Khaleesi and he had been her Khal.

Mayhaps, someday someone might show this poor girl the same love and devotion to healing whatever hurts she had suffered.]

No, you aren't and no they cannot, Lady Sansa.

[She speaks the girl's name softly, as a mother or a sister might. She was neither of those things, but she knew this girl was hurting and she had promised anyone who had hurt her people that they would die, screaming in agony when they left this world. House Lannister would bleed for their sins.]

I said that our houses had a long and bloody history behind them, but I would very much like to learn more - if you have good stories to share of the North, I should like to hear them some time, Lady Sansa. I only know the histories of Westeros and some stories here and there. I want to know more of the home I mean to return to.

Edited 2016-02-07 00:39 (UTC)

I would like that. [ she lies. ] Very much.

[ it isn't anything about daenerys herself that prompts such a falsehood. rather, it's the undercurrent of ambition that rocks sansa to her bones. the ownership which the she casts over westeros -- while backed by tradition -- frightens sansa. one crown has already betrayed her. why should anyone else's be any better?

only robb, she thinks. robb is her king -- even in death. ]

[Dany smiles, not knowing for sure that this was a falsehood. She expected opposition to her return but she knew it was best to win the people over. It was in her best interests to win Sansa Stark over, just as it might be any of the other great houses that were firmly allied against House Lannister. It was an advantageous game she meant to play and win.]

I look forward to speaking with you again soon then, my Lady. Unless you have anything further to add to our current situation?

Apologies, my lady. But there are others in the Fleet who are better equipped to answer the questions plaguing your arrival. I'll let them speak -- and will converse with you again in future.

[ hopefully after she's spoken with robb, and has decided upon a strategy for approaching a dragon-shaped problem. ]

Of course. Thank you for speaking with me, Lady Stark.

[She's planning on asking Tyrion about you and your family, don't worry Sansa she's plotting too. The last thing she needs is a pack of angry wolves at her doorstep.]

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