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[conqueress]

[ The locket reveals the face of a young woman--some would say a girl--peering into it. Her hair gleams silver-gold in the candlelight, her eyes an unusual purple color. In the background, an imp peers over her shoulder, its claws clinging to her bared skin. ]

There is magic in the Free Cities and Qarth alike, yet I have seen nothing half so convincing as Allaidh Darach. It is ... [ She hesitates; what to call the place that's imprisoned you against your will? ] ... intricate work, truly. Were I settled into my kingdom, my children fierce and grown, perhaps I would not mind it so much, calling Caer Scima home.

[ For a fraction of an instant, she looks sad. Did Drogon sense her as she faded into this world? ]

But lush pillows will not shield my freedmen from those who would send them back to the shackles, no more than peach tarts will keep famine away from my gates. [ The imp shakes a foul little fist at the locket in punctuation, as though its fellows didn't help to abduct her only four nights ago. Dany turns and fixes it with a measured look. ]

Leave me now. I want no spies.

[ It hesitates, but something in her voice convinces it. Muttering, it releases her shoulder and shrinks away as though scolded. Dany waits impatiently for two more of the creatures to leave her presence, some private struggle raging beneath. Then, at last, she exhales in a sigh. ]

Yet time is not so easily disrupted, I have learned. Tell me, was I spoken true? [ It's phrased as something of a demand, but there's a very clear plea beneath it. The queen is there, but so, too, is the girl. And the girl is frightened, fearing for her people and her dragons alike. ] Will my people notice I have left them, or will all be as it was? How may I be assured of their safety?

[ Restless fingers pluck at the fringe of the cushion in her lap. ]

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[conqueress]

[ She might have mustered a laugh at his earnestness, had he not touched upon what pained her most. Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion are her children in all but body, and being without them, she feels--in pieces. Instead, her smile is sad. ]

You are not surprised. Why? [ The dragons, he said; everyone else has been shocked that she has any. Perhaps they're plentiful where he comes from. Thus far, it seems that dragons everywhere are either threatened with extinction or mythical, and it haunts her. ] When I have pleased this realm and won them back, you may see them. They are my children, and I will not see them lost to time.

[ She runs a hand over her pillow soothingly, as she once did over Viserion's head. ] Good. I wish to know all, and I have no knights to bring me news.

[semiurge]

[ At least the question about not being surprised is easy to answer. He'll take it carefully though, because it's clear how sad she is. ] We don't have that many dragons in my world, but they also wouldn't be the strangest thing around. I had just spent a few months traveling in outer space before I ended up here. So, I'm pretty used to weird.

I can't wait to see them, when you have them back. [ He sounds pretty confident in her ability to get them back. A lot of that's just Billy, and how much he believes in people. ] And you might not have knights to bring you news, but I'm sure you're going to find friends that will.