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Daenerys
The next morning, Dany woke to see an unfamiliar face looming over her. A tall young woman was standing there, holding one of her gowns.
"I am your new maid, Nina, your highness." she answered, "I wished to join your brother's Kingsguard, but he deemed it unsuitable."
She sounded bitter about that, Dany thought. She allowed the girl to help her dress, noticing the sword on her hip. She seemed a few years older than Daenerys, and although she dressed in the style of Dothraki women, she seemed like she would be more suitable in men's attire.
As Nina helped her dress, Daenerys learned all about her past - growing up at Highgarden, the prejudice she had been forced to face, being thrown out. She seemed incredibly disaffected, as if all these things had happened not to her but to a complete stranger.
Dany was glad to hear of Westeros, for despite all Viserys' promises that they would return there soon, it felt as if they would never be home. Not that Daenerys could remember "home". All recollection of it was lost to her.
Soon the khalasar was on the move, and Dany ruminated on the puzzle that was her new maid. She imagined that the girl intended to be her bodyguard as well as helping her dress. Nina rode further back, with Irri, Jhiqui and Doreah. From her stealthy glances back, Dany could tell that the other girls were pointedly ignoring her. Daenerys had never given much thought to the conditions of bastards, but now she wondered if perhaps Nina's parentage was causing her problems among the other maids. She doubted it, as they were not familiar with the customs of the Seven Kingdoms, but if it was, Dany decided she would soon put a stop to it.
When they made camp that night, Daenerys watched Nina carefully as she folded her clothes and stored her other possessions. While she handled them all with diligent care, she seemed angry about something.
"What is it Nina?" she asked. The girl looked up, surprised.
"What is what, khaleesi?" she responded.
"Why do you look like a child in a temper?" Dany asked, rather irritable that her maid was being so slow.
"I am not angry, your highness. I am merely a little unhappy. I have three brothers and a sister, and although my sister talks - used to talk - to me, my older brothers ignore, I mean ignored, me, and my youngest brother is unaware of our shared blood even now. If your brother ever becomes King, Daenerys, try and get him to put a stop to this cruel way of treating people like me."
Dany was speechless for a moment, then she gave Nina what she hoped was an encouraging smile. She had no influence with Viserys, or very little, and doubted she would be able to offer the solution that the girl wanted.
By this time Drogo had entered the tent, and seemed surprised to find Nina still there. She bowed low to him, allowed him to pass and went out.
She was growing more mysterious by the day.
