Beyond Repair
The laughter increased in volume as the one they called the Maid of Tarth walked through the hall to pay her respects before Daenerys' hard won throne. The magnitude of it was staggering.
The new queen looked around her, noting the snickering faces, nasty whispers and pointing fingers. When the lady knight straightened from her perfectly executed bow, Daenerys stored all the little things about this giant of a woman away for further use – the steel in her gaze, the redness of her cheeks, the scars that marked her as a survivor. Raising her dainty hand, the girl known as the fairest queen of them all silenced her court with just one simple gesture.
For a few seconds she stared directly into the eyes of the newest knight of the realm without uttering a sound. Finally her voice rang out, strong and as haughty as can be, and it became clear that her words may be said to a stoic Lady Brienne, but they were meant to be heard by every single person in the room.
„Men see a beautiful lady and think her weak. They see a strong woman and think her ugly. Undoubtedly the reasoning of men is flawed beyond repair."