Date/Time: 2015-03-17 05:41 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] ungentle
ungentle: (softly sighs my nightingale)
Daenerys sighed lightly. Her family had sat the throne for so long, and she couldn't even imagine doing. She could barely, as Margaery was seeing, imagine being in a proud and true relationship with someone. But as with things regarding the latter, she understood what Margaery meant by the former. The intention was new, but she appreciated it.

"I could," she mused. "I assure you I'm good at being discreet." Nobody at Winterfell had so much as suspected her and Jon, to her knowledge, or at least nobody of consequence (there were workmen and the like who had speculated about her and Jon, but they'd speculated about her and Robb or her and Theon just as readily, merely by virtue of her being available and female). She'd kept that secret because she had to, and she could keep this one as well.

There was incentive to, doubtlessly. It ensured her a happier life than she might otherwise have led, and a longer one, perhaps. She was a bit taken aback that Margaery wanted to do this for her so quickly, but she had no interest in arguing.
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