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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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[Robb is extremely wary of all of this and it shows on his face. Alliances or not, there is always the matter that they record everything here.

And this woman... She claims to have dragons and a right on the Iron Throne. She claims to be a Targaryen as well. Why would a Targaryen ask for the aid of a Stark? Gods be good, why wasn’t he better at politics? His lady mother would have known what to do.

Her questions are oddly funny. He never declared the North’s independence. It were his men. They decided to bend the knee, to not accept any other commands but those coming from the mouth of their king.]

Does that truly matter, my lady?

[Robb is not going to tell her anything about how he got his crown. A boy made king by his men, that is all he is.]

King Joffrey has wronged our house and angered the North by branding my lord father a traitor. House Lannister decided to march to Riverrun for a siege. If any of them expects us to bend the knee they are wrong.

[The things the two of them knew differed vastly. It was a bit hard to get all of the facts when you were a world away, embroiled in politics and fighting off slavers who wanted to steal babies from their mother's breast.]

House Lannister has wronged many houses in the Seven Kingdoms. Mine and House Martell, and your own if I've heard the right of it.

[Quentyn Martell had come asking for her hand. She would have taken it had she not already been promised to Hizdar, if only for a stronger political claim to the throne. They could hardly refuse a Targaryen who had dragons and one of the seven great houses behind her.]

All the more reason we shouldn't join against them instead of being divided, don't you think?

[The only boon for him was that she expected the North to remain when she took her throne.]

House Targaryen wronged many as well, my lady. [House Martell? Dorne? Since when has Dorne turned itself against the Lannisters? If he was correct (even though he never knows if he truly is) Dorne did not care much for the war and kept themselves out of it. And they were loyal to the crown...to a certain extent.] And what of house Martell?

[Robb cocks his head a little and sighs. In a way he had not expected to talk politics in the middle of space right now.

She seems rather eager for the North’s alliance as well. And maybe, if he would lose the Freys after his uncle’s wedding... Still, his men would not have it, he himself would not have it either.

But there could be conditions.]

I will think of it. [That is all he can say.]

[She's only eager in so far as it would certainly give her a leg up, but she knows that it is Sansa she needs to win over, more than Robb. She knows what happened at the wedding - how he and his men and his mother had all been murdered by the Lannisters. She'd heard of it even across the Narrow Sea and it had sickened her.]

Good, that is all I can ask.

Very well, my lady. We will speak soon. I wish you a good day.

[Robb nods deeply before he disconnects, quite sure that the North would not agree to any alliance with a Targaryen. Or a woman looking like one.]

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