Well enough, for the nonce. And now you must save him, Dany said. With every passing day, Dany felt surer in her seat. The septa is doing no more than is her duty, though gods know you have made it a struggle for the poor woman.
Her eyes moved over the words. pinching, always pinching. Things are expected of me. Not a queen, said Dany.
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