[ She is not wrong. This is a foreign place, haunted by foreign threats, and not meant to house anyone. If Dany had to guess at its purpose, she would presume it meant another prison, or some death sentence. ]
Our destination does not sound promising, [ she confesses. I do not trust our plans. I do not trust George or Mahavari. She wrings water out of her silver braid. ] Perhaps the center only holds some other trial, but we were left no choice but to keep walking.
[ Keep walking, she had told herself. If I look back, I am doomed. Her palm brushes her ear as she tucks away strands of silver, the cool touch of a gold earring kissing her warm skin. She holds it there, and longs for Drogon. Here she cannot even sense him.
But she can sense the sudden silence that falls around them well enough. Reaching out a hand, she seizes onto Wanda's wrist in warning, her spine growing impossibly still. ]
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Our destination does not sound promising, [ she confesses. I do not trust our plans. I do not trust George or Mahavari. She wrings water out of her silver braid. ] Perhaps the center only holds some other trial, but we were left no choice but to keep walking.
[ Keep walking, she had told herself. If I look back, I am doomed. Her palm brushes her ear as she tucks away strands of silver, the cool touch of a gold earring kissing her warm skin. She holds it there, and longs for Drogon. Here she cannot even sense him.
But she can sense the sudden silence that falls around them well enough. Reaching out a hand, she seizes onto Wanda's wrist in warning, her spine growing impossibly still. ]