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[ The backdrop is only the wall of her room in House Hel and in place of a missing crown her hair is braided back from her face. ]

I am Daenerys Stormborn, of House Targaryen. I traveled with many of you to the front at Alfheim, though this world remembers my face from a time now lost to me. If we once had dealings in the past I would speak with you of them.

[ Better than bumping into each and every person one at a time, as she's been doing for over a week now. A beat, and she continues. ]

Among you are men and women that claim the Seven Kingdoms their home, to whom my family name and titles are more familiar. Whether you hail from Westeros or the Free Cities and beyond - I make only two simple requests. [ Many of them have already come forward, but there is at least one false name that doesn't match up and one Kingslayer that hasn't shown his face. ] To friends, I ask that you tell me of your time in Asgard. [ Her back and shoulders remain straight, her gaze hardening just a fraction. ] To all others, [ oathbreakers and pretenders alike ] convince me that our cause in this world is truly a common one.

[ And that no blood needs to be spilled on these foreign streets. Their feuds can resume back home where they can be settled and not forgotten.

Or just stay out of her way. Khaleesi out. ]

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[ The words make her skin crawl, and they have her at a loss. He's playing with her, how can she fight someone that refuses to fight? He is craven, strikes his victims from behind. She grits her teeth and after a moment activates her video; ]

Swear it then, Kingslayer. For all that your word is worth, swear to my face that you will spill no more of my family's blood. Swear it on the hand you still have left - swear it on whatever is left for someone like you to care for. [ Her voice is too steady, close to shouting. His word is useless, all of this is useless. ]

No.

[ He smiles as he watches her, careful and unamused behind the screen's thin shield. Let us see how much of your father's blood runs through you. ]

I have already spoken. Take the words or leave them; I'll not waste both our time japing at this mummer's farce of trust. I know what I am, and it is tired of this game of threats and thrones.

I would not hurt you, Daenerys, nor your brother. But know that if you seek my blood, I will repay it in kind.

[ Her jaw clenches. What can she do now that he pretends at being reasonable - scream for his blood in public? Accuse him of being a liar again and complain that he began the farce? It only makes her look weak for being tricked in the first place. It is likely what Viserys would do. ]

I will seek your blood where it matters. [ The words are acid on her tongue. ] This battlefield is not the place. [ Not here, where they can be brought back to life over and over and over (that would truly make the city a Hell). Not the place, not unless he makes it one. In Westeros she will find him. ]

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[ A battlefield, and not the place for blood. Still, it will do. Would you seek me in a throne-room instead? You will have to stand in line. Your legs will soon ache, and that is no comfortable chair. ]

Good.

[ Private: The video feed flickers on for a few seconds. Jaime stands before a plain, stone wall, his expression grim and scrutinizing. He ducks his head to her, gracious, an eyebrow lifted in question.

Abruptly, it cuts out. ]

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