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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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[Sigh.] Here's a thought: if you have doubts, don't get involved, don't ask us to convince you of anything. I'm not a warmonger, I don't intend to alter that now.

You said Westeros?

[This is a country whose name is familiar to him!]

Whom do you consider friends and whom do you consider 'others'? We are all forced to work together here otherwise... it is said the very worlds we come from would be destroyed. They all might be allies now?

Hello. We have met before, though you don't remember me. I'm Kaworu Nagisa.

It's said that all the traveler's worlds are connected to this one; if this world dies, so would yours. However, those are words from the gods. If you wish to believe them or not, it's something for you to decide by yourself.

What has you doubting?

[The feed shows her in the Citadel. Dany caught her just after a training session.]

Here's to the direct approach.

We already talked when you arrived here*, but for a run down, we went on a camping trip with some of the other visitors here. You didn't drink the tea they served and I did-it wasn't poison, but it had me hallucinate of a hawk flying around.

We also discussed you possibly enrolling in the school here and I helped you shop around for a small pistol.

[She thinks a moment.]

*

Oh, you came back! Hello again! I'm Nepeta, we spoke a few times before.

It might be odd, but the fact they were able to bring us here shows that at least everyone's world is connected to this one.

Though after being here for so long and coming to know what both side are capable fo, I do believe what the gods claim.

[ It's a while before Jaime works up the will to do more than skim the post, and a time further still before he decides upon saying anything at all. It would be far easier just to ignore the blasted thing -- and really, he is tempted. Still, some stronger pull draws his attention back to her. That pale hair, those bright eyes. ]

The Kingdoms are not about us now, and their quarrels are nothing that I've wish to import. I would sooner be alone here.

Believe what you will. I've little desire to convince you, and less to ever speak of this in person.

[Conveniently missing Jaime's comment. Yes.]

You forgot khaleesi of the Dothraki.

[Translation: slut of the savages. He's trying though!]

Be careful, khaleesi. These people can tell you many things with no proof that what they say is the truth.

[ You can't trust them is what he would prefer to say but you know. Still trying to work his way back into her good graces slowly. ]

I don't know if I would say it is a worthy fight. Or even if it is a common one.

But we have little choice in it. And so we fight, with the gifts we have been given, for a chance to go home.

Or to simply survive.

[Loras, well. Sometimes it is a struggle for him, here. A mix of emotions, with no true allies from home. Targaryen, Tyrell--the Houses were once close. But with his sister on the throne, now, Daenerys was a direct threat to his sister.

A sister who was not here. And he did not believe that she was as mad as other Targs.

Yet. So speaking in peace, is welcome.]

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Your majesty! Oh, it's splendid to see you again! We used to know one another!

This is the first time we've met, so while I can't call you anything beyond an acquaintance, rest assured, I'm not your enemy.

[ Doubts have insistently accrued in number and intensity since her arrival, but it's only recently culminated in the realization that even written works could prove to be duplicitous. With the influx of contradicting information, working out a rationale had to mean more than blindly acquiescing to clearly biased factions at face-value. ]

How can we know anything for certain here? Records can be forged, personal accounts can be altered. It's a matter of perspective. Given the circumstances, there's no reliable standard for truth here, so we have to rely on our own beliefs.

We were chosen for one sole reason, but that doesn't mean we're united by this cause. As far as convincing you of anything goes, I believe you're more than capable of coming to a conclusion on your own.

[His fingers hover over his bracelet for a second. She's not about to trust him, he knows that--their meeting is proof enough of that much. Still, it's addressed to people from the Seven Kingdoms, people from their world, and he might as well answer with what truths he can give.]

What would you have me say, my lady, to convince you that I only mean to fight to keep our world safe, and this one as well?

[Oh hi, Dany. He's not exactly sure what he is to her. They've only met once.]

Well...yeah, I suppose we don't have proof that they're telling the truth about our worlds.

But hey, there's still what we've seen with our own eyes. If we can't go home, we might as well do something.

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So you are here. Your fool of a brother has already told me as much.

[His meeting with Viserys was also his first encounter with a Targaryen in general, and unfortunately Joffrey is a stubborn boy whose opinions gleaned from first impressions are very rarely changed.]

I hope you're not expecting a truce.

Hey there, Daenerys! Good to see you've got track of how to use this thing. As I told you before, I didn't talk much to you last time you were here, but I think you had quite a few friends.

[It can't be... Is it truly the dragon queen everyone in King's Landing was talking about?]

L-Lady Daenerys... I... I cannot believe me eyes... Your name and your House are indeed familiar to me. [Your dad killed her grandfather and her Uncle Brandon. And apparently your brother kidnapped her aunt.]

Many stories about you have reached King's Landing... Is it true you have dragons?

I wouldn't be sure to extend my welcome to your return, Daenerys Targaryen. We have spoken before, long ago.

Though I ask, are you so willing to considering allying yourself with what answers you receive?

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