Aug 8, 2021
“So, the rumours about you are true—“
“Rumours?” Daenerys raised a brow, eyeing Ivar Ragnarsson sceptically. “Mm, this should be interesting — go on then. What do they say about me? That I am as mad as my father?”
Ivar smirked. “Yes, they do say that.” He admitted. “But that is not what I had in mind.”
“No?” She quipped.
“No.” He breathed. “They say you are the most beautiful woman to walk this earth, and I have to admit I didn’t believe it.” Ivar shrugged, then gazed back at her for a moment. “But now I can see for myself that they were telling the truth.”