Faces? [ She sounds astonished. (She is astonished.) ] I am no mummer.
[ The idea is even more foreign to her after so long schooling her face into masks: to hide her anger, to hide her fear, to hide her hatred and sorrow; even her joy. But if she can school her face to hide, surely she can as well school it to show. Every grimace she'd made in the privacy of her own council had been freedom.
Dany thinks of the fifth time she had received Hizdahr zo Loraq in her presence. He'd worn his red-black hair well-oiled and styled into great, sweeping wings. The memory is enough to make her small nose wrinkle, the space between her brows furrow, and her mouth turn into a little arc in dramatic distaste. ]
For my lord husband, [ she explains sweetly. That should bring a giggle, as well. ]
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[ The idea is even more foreign to her after so long schooling her face into masks: to hide her anger, to hide her fear, to hide her hatred and sorrow; even her joy. But if she can school her face to hide, surely she can as well school it to show. Every grimace she'd made in the privacy of her own council had been freedom.
Dany thinks of the fifth time she had received Hizdahr zo Loraq in her presence. He'd worn his red-black hair well-oiled and styled into great, sweeping wings. The memory is enough to make her small nose wrinkle, the space between her brows furrow, and her mouth turn into a little arc in dramatic distaste. ]
For my lord husband, [ she explains sweetly. That should bring a giggle, as well. ]