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[theunburntsilverqueen-blog]

"Your Grace," Missandei's voice was soft as she smiled gently at the silver haired woman. She hesitated for a moment and bit down on her lower. She wasn't sure if it was her business to tell her. "You seem all aglow of late and you have been craving horse heart. Are you sure that you're not with child?"

"I cannot get pregnant Missandei." she said simply. "I will bear no children. Not until the seas go dry, and the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. It is best not to speak of these things." she said simply. She would have no children, none other than the dragons. 

[herunfailingkindness]

"The Mother of Dragons has often spoken of her brother," the golden eyed woman spoke to the Rose Queen. "Is he still as angry and cruel as he was to her before she went off to live in the Dothraki Sea?"

        Brown eyes of the Tyrell Rose met the Golden eyed woman's. "No, sweetling, her brother is not as angry as he once was. He is my dear husband. I am Margaery Tyrell, you are?"