Even as Rhaenys accepts the stranger's hand and lets him pull her up, her expression remains guarded. Her gaze slips to the dagger on his belt before returning to his face, acknowledging that he's armed as much as she is, though it moves even further up, past his head and to what looks like a looming fortress behind him. She knows where she is, s she'd seen the shadows of the island during their approach; then the storm had swept in and torn their ship apart.
She pulls her hand back slowly, looking back at Jon again. "What is a Northman doing so far south?" she asks, her own Dornish accent confirming her origins. The last she's heard, Dragonstone was unoccupied, abandoned by Stannis Baratheon when he'd decided to go and take the fight north.
What is he doing this far south? The full story is a long one, and most of it isn't necessary. The immediate reason that brought him here is enough, especially since there's not time for all of it right now anyway.
"There's a threat in the North, a threat to all of Westeros. I came here to ask Daenerys' assistance in fighting it." It's not something the men of the North can do alone, and his allies are few at the moment. Convincing even one person to provide assistance would be a start.
To take back what is mine, Rhaenys thinks, but she doesn't give voice to the words. Instead she frowns at Jon, mulling over what he's said for a moment. A threat to all of Westeros... and, more importantly: Daenerys. Her aunt.
Their aunt. Not that either of them, any of them, know.
"And she has agreed to fight the Lannister woman?" Because that's all she's aware of, that the threat is Cersei.
"She's doing that anyway. It's why she came to Westeros." To make her own claim on the throne, a better claim to it than Cersei has. The only reason Cersei still has the throne is because she refuses to give it up. She has no legal right to it otherwise. "It's a threat from the north. The reason the Wall was built in the first place, and the Night's Watch founded. If this threat takes over the seven kingdoms, it won't matter who wins the war."
"You cannot mean..." Rhaenys can't even bring herself to say it, but she's heard stories of those meant to be kept beyond the Wall. Nothing more than rumors, of course, and fishwife gossip and pirate tall tales, yet there have been stories all the same. Of creatures that might as well be myth, each story different and more incredulous than the last.
She shivers, though whether it's the thought of the White Walkers or merely the chill in the air, she doesn't make it easy to tell. Or at least until she tries to find something to wrap around herself, and finds none in hand.
"Wights." An army of the dead, and therefore nearly impossible to defeat. Which is what brings him here. Defeating them will require weapons made from a material that is only available here. "You've heard of them? Most don't believe the stories."
He unties his fur-lined cloak and offers it to her. They won't be outside for much longer. He can do without it. Besides, he's used to deeper cold than this.
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Date: 2021-07-31 03:04 pm (UTC)She pulls her hand back slowly, looking back at Jon again. "What is a Northman doing so far south?" she asks, her own Dornish accent confirming her origins. The last she's heard, Dragonstone was unoccupied, abandoned by Stannis Baratheon when he'd decided to go and take the fight north.
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Date: 2021-08-01 01:57 am (UTC)"There's a threat in the North, a threat to all of Westeros. I came here to ask Daenerys' assistance in fighting it." It's not something the men of the North can do alone, and his allies are few at the moment. Convincing even one person to provide assistance would be a start.
"What's a Dornishwoman doing so far north?"
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Date: 2021-08-01 02:28 pm (UTC)Their aunt. Not that either of them, any of them, know.
"And she has agreed to fight the Lannister woman?" Because that's all she's aware of, that the threat is Cersei.
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Date: 2021-08-02 03:33 am (UTC)i remembered this as i was looking for your open post, so have a surprise tag c:
Date: 2022-07-06 04:04 pm (UTC)She shivers, though whether it's the thought of the White Walkers or merely the chill in the air, she doesn't make it easy to tell. Or at least until she tries to find something to wrap around herself, and finds none in hand.
surprise tags are the best tags
Date: 2022-07-07 02:29 am (UTC)He unties his fur-lined cloak and offers it to her. They won't be outside for much longer. He can do without it. Besides, he's used to deeper cold than this.