[ Unseen, unheard, Dany clicks her claws on the edge of her vanity, watching herself in the mirror as she listens to Baelish explain. Family names, lines of loyalty, logical leaps, but missing from Baelish's tale is some personal transgression that has transpired between himself and the Kingslayer.
She feels her anger like the crunch of dragon jaws on struggling prey, and she feels herself ease up on the pressure. ]
What was he like? [ she asks, after a beat. ] When you had your run in in De Chima.
[ It's a pertinent question. Also something of a delaying tactic while she picks through her emotions and Baelish's words, but the answer interests her regardless. ]
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She feels her anger like the crunch of dragon jaws on struggling prey, and she feels herself ease up on the pressure. ]
What was he like? [ she asks, after a beat. ] When you had your run in in De Chima.
[ It's a pertinent question. Also something of a delaying tactic while she picks through her emotions and Baelish's words, but the answer interests her regardless. ]