Dany touched it. The cloth was so smooth that it seemed to run through her fingers like water. She could not remember ever wearing anything so soft. It frightened her. She pulled her hand away. “Is it really mine?”
“A gift from the Magister Illyrio,” Viserys said, smiling. Her brother was in a high mood tonight. “The color will bring out the violet in your eyes. And you shall have gold as well, and jewels of all sorts. Illyrio has promised. Tonight you must look like a princess.”
A princess, Dany thought. She had forgotten what that was like. Perhaps she had never really known. “Why does he give us so much?” she asked. “What does he want from us?” For nigh on half a year, they had lived in the magister’s house, eating his food, pampered by his servants. Dany was thirteen, old enough to know that such gifts seldom come without their price, here in the free city of Pentos.
Dany being frightened by luxury is the very first introduction that we get. This thirteen year old girl who is genuinely scared at the face of a fancy gown because she knows it comes with a catch. (And it does, she had to marry a thirty-year old guy who doesn't even speak her language for it.)
And the line - "perhaps she had never really known [about what it was like to be a princess]"... Dany's chapters begin with tragedy. 😭😭😭😭













