Jaime laughs. A mirthless, almost bitter laugh as he shakes his head at the thought of swearing allegiance to the daughter of the man whose throat he slit. ...and yet, when it comes to the array of options of people to perch themselves on the Iron Throne, oddly a Targaryen Princess doesn't seem like a bad idea. Especially not whenβ
"They call her 'The Breaker of Chains.' It's said that she overthrew the slavers of Astapor and liberated the slaves of both the Red City and Meereen. The armies she has brought with her to Westeros to reclaim her birthright are said to genuinely love her and have faith in her power, in her ability to bring forth change. Hells, they say that the Dothraki consider her to be some sort of deity for being supposedly fireproof. They call her 'The Unburnt,' too. She has a whole host of titles."
He waves his lone hand dismissively at the list in his head, not caring whether he recalls the paragraph of scrawl beneath her name in the treaty they all signed. (In the treaty Cersei immediately broke by refusing to send aid to the North.)
"My point is, where we Lannisters and the Lions on our house sigil may be a dying breed, victims of self-sabotage... You Valyrians manage to keep finding ways to survive. Even if that means marrying someone who isn't your cousin to ensure that survival. Is survival not Targaryen of her?"
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Jaime laughs. A mirthless, almost bitter laugh as he shakes his head at the thought of swearing allegiance to the daughter of the man whose throat he slit. ...and yet, when it comes to the array of options of people to perch themselves on the Iron Throne, oddly a Targaryen Princess doesn't seem like a bad idea. Especially not whenβ
"They call her 'The Breaker of Chains.' It's said that she overthrew the slavers of Astapor and liberated the slaves of both the Red City and Meereen. The armies she has brought with her to Westeros to reclaim her birthright are said to genuinely love her and have faith in her power, in her ability to bring forth change. Hells, they say that the Dothraki consider her to be some sort of deity for being supposedly fireproof. They call her 'The Unburnt,' too. She has a whole host of titles."
He waves his lone hand dismissively at the list in his head, not caring whether he recalls the paragraph of scrawl beneath her name in the treaty they all signed. (In the treaty Cersei immediately broke by refusing to send aid to the North.)
"My point is, where we Lannisters and the Lions on our house sigil may be a dying breed, victims of self-sabotage... You Valyrians manage to keep finding ways to survive. Even if that means marrying someone who isn't your cousin to ensure that survival. Is survival not Targaryen of her?"