#STORMBCRN. independent & mutually exclusive daenerys of house targaryen of hbo’s game of thrones. show- and headcanon-based with book influences. currently reading a storm of swords. as crowned by liza ( 27, she / her, EST )
“death is inevitable, sweet queen,” he says, hands resting upon the hilts of the lusty ladies carved into his faithful weapons. his thumbs have never been mindful in their swipe across worn metal; it is instinctual, it is inappropriate. “temporary solutions are still solutions until permanence can be attained. to satiate the demand offers respite to think, to plan, to win.”
still, he smiles at her, the gold of his tooth glinting from beneath his forked mustachios – blonde, juxtaposed against the fading blue of his beard, his hair. “daario naharis is yours to wield as you see fit, to follow your command as you command it. you are queen, the choice is yours.”
IF IT WERE AS HE SAID, if the choice was hers, Daenerys would surely choose life over death. But the choice had already been made by her people, and a queen was ever at the mercy of her people. They pushed for the pits to reopen, for free men to fight and to die, as is their will, and she must choose peace – however temporary a peace it may be. How could it be that thousands of shackles had been broken under her reign, but the good masters’ constitution did not bend ???
“Good,” Daenerys answered Daario’s smile, “I shall have need of you.” Lilac eyes danced from his features as the corners of her mouth fell and she stood, fingertips brushing the surface of the table as her gaze turned to the old men at her side. “Do tell Hizdahr zo Loraq my decision to reopen the pits. Tell him his queen respects tradition, but free men will have the choice now to fight or not to fight. They will not wear chains – and slavery will not return to Meereen while I live.”
With their heads bowed, Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan take leave. Her eyes again found Daario’s, but it is to Grey Worm she spoke. “Ready four Unsullied,” her chin tilted with the words as her attentions turned to the commander, “ – more, if have need of them. I will be visiting the pits with Daario when you return.”
do they wear their hair down when they sleep, or tied up / braided?
in short, yes to both, but daenerys just likes to wear her hair loose to sleep. more often than not, this means that she wears it down, but sometimes it means that she has tied it into a low ponytail or a single braid down her back. even when she pulls it back before she falls to sleep, it never fails to come unraveled before she wakes – she tosses and turns too much. the only time daenerys is more likely tie her hair back than to wear it down is when she’s oiled the strands after washing and toning it using warm water.
she never intentionally sleeps with braids against her scalp, her braided crown. it happens when her day is hard or long, but it causes headaches and she is more tired on waking if her braids were not been combed through. she does not find the braids she wears to be uncomfortable – she would not wear as intricate of braids in the day if they were painful – but taking down her hair is almost meditative. it helps her find peace, to breathe and reflect, to relive moments in her day before finding sleep. even when missandei offers to help her and the quiet reflection turns to sweet laughter, daenerys feels lighter when the sun has set and her silver hair hangs freely over her shoulders.
how many blankets / pillows do they like to have on their bed?
daenerys is a pillow princess in literally every way. she will make a nest of pillows to sleep in and likes to have at least four feather pillows on her bed at all times, but six is better. she regularly sleeps with two under her head (but will claim she needs three if they are thin) because she prefers to sleep on her side. she has trouble falling asleep unless she is holding a pillow against her chest (though it inevitably falls to the floor during the night as she turns, and it will readily be traded for a partner if she has someone in bed with her). the others either lay at her back or at the top of her bed, untouched, but she still says she needs them. she does not care much for blankets, usually sleeping with a thin, breathable blanket, not unlike a cotton sheet.
the only, only time she requests more blankets is when she is in the north, be it on a visit to winterfell or another northern house. she wants to be cocooned in furs and have heated bricks put at the foot of her bed to keep her warm in the night. even then, she wakes throughout the night with chattering teeth.
do they wake up groggy or alert? do they like mornings?
daenerys wants to enjoy her mornings, but doesn’t. she is not much of a morning person. this does not mean she sleeps in late – most days she is still up with the sunrise, she just does not find the same comfort in the morning as she does at dusk.
she is groggy only for a short time. her mind clears and she is thinking, planning, worrying about her day ahead. she usually eats fruit in the morning, blueberries or sliced melon, while her hair is braided and her handmaids chatter to themselves. they learned that their queen is not often in the mood to talk in the mornings. her advisors float in and out, concerns that could not wait any longer brought to her attention and their counsel given. sometimes the path forward is clear and she can give a command and be done with it, but often she waves them away and sits a little longer with her thoughts, adjusting again to the weight of her crown. at night, daenerys belongs to herself – but come morning, she belongs to her people. it is a weight she gladly carries, though it feels heavier in the early morning than it does by midday.
mending a minor injury for the object of your desires. the tension and unresolved yearning felt with every brush of fingers, the hesitant eye contact as you tie the bandage around their palm, the gentle banter and begrudging fussing. that treacherously felt unspoken line you inch towards every time you show just how scared you were that it would be worse or could be worse next time. that almost kiss…
just wanted to say i really miss plotting! i have an open starter call that I have been meaning to get to, and these don’t have to be plotted but if you’d want to plot w me i’d love to get some new inspo going!