[ Knowing what she knows of Martells, of Lannisters, and listening to Myrcella speak now, the irony is almost galling. And Daenerys can't quite keep it out of her expression, her mouth flat and her brow tense down the centre.
Her thumb idles against the edge of her communicator.
And she seems to arrive at some sort of conclusion, and asks; ]
Would you speak to me, of Dorne?
[ Instead of, say, the Lannisters, and their existing opinion about peaceful countries. ]
( For a long moment of silence, Myrcella watches her calmly — that question being one which strikes her interest. She tilts her head, and then inclines it in assent. )
Of the country itself, or House Martell? I am happy to, whichever may be the case.
( Yes, best not speak of how House Lannister approaches the concept of peace; that being it is good solely if it benefits the family. )
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Her thumb idles against the edge of her communicator.
And she seems to arrive at some sort of conclusion, and asks; ]
Would you speak to me, of Dorne?
[ Instead of, say, the Lannisters, and their existing opinion about peaceful countries. ]
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Of the country itself, or House Martell? I am happy to, whichever may be the case.
( Yes, best not speak of how House Lannister approaches the concept of peace; that being it is good solely if it benefits the family. )
Please, your grace. Ask whatever you like.