"That is not a common way to think," she says, rather wryly, adding after a pause, "the king would never fight alongside his Musketeers."
Nor would the queen, but that is only expected... and at least she usually stands by them, unlike the king who only seems to see faults in them. At least most of the time.
But what Dany says next gives her pause. Constance blinks — a moment of I knew it turns into a quick curtsy, executed with the grace of someone who has not been born to be in court but has grown into it regardless.
"Your Majesty," she says, eyes downcast... though not for long. "I'm no lady, Your Majesty. I serve as the queen's confidante and handmaid in court back home. My name is Constance Bonacieux."
It seems she stops there, except after only a second, as though bursting to ask it, she comes out with, "The dragon queen? Does that mean..." Her eyes are alight with curiosity — she's never thought of a world where dragons are real, but then she's also never thought of a world where gods walk among men, and here they are. So why couldn't dragons be real, too?
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Nor would the queen, but that is only expected... and at least she usually stands by them, unlike the king who only seems to see faults in them. At least most of the time.
But what Dany says next gives her pause. Constance blinks — a moment of I knew it turns into a quick curtsy, executed with the grace of someone who has not been born to be in court but has grown into it regardless.
"Your Majesty," she says, eyes downcast... though not for long. "I'm no lady, Your Majesty. I serve as the queen's confidante and handmaid in court back home. My name is Constance Bonacieux."
It seems she stops there, except after only a second, as though bursting to ask it, she comes out with, "The dragon queen? Does that mean..." Her eyes are alight with curiosity — she's never thought of a world where dragons are real, but then she's also never thought of a world where gods walk among men, and here they are. So why couldn't dragons be real, too?