It was days like these when Dany wondered if a job might not be the worst thing. She'd initially thought she ought to be occupying her time otherwise, with nobler pursuits -- letters to Jorah, assassins sent after Joffrey, correspondence to neighboring villages and khalasars -- but since Jorah had tied her hands with this enforced hiding and was
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He was chasing after that elusive first bar when he almost walked straight into Dany's room. Luckily, he stopped himself in the doorway.
"Oh, sorry," he said. "I kinda was... you know, not important." It was so geeky even he was ashamed to mention it. "Uhhh, hi."
Smooth, Fredward Benson.
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It seemed like a valid question to her, all things considered.
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He couldn't do that today. Not that, that was any big loss. It sort of pushed the decision to pause and offer a "Hey," before he could think too hard about anything. "Not... interrupting anything, am I?"
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"You think the dragon capes are going to catch on?"
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