She's more tired than she can remember being, even after being kidnapped and tortured. She supposes that says something, but she's too worn to delve into it too much. I can bear pain myself, but I could not bear yours, Jamie once said. It's always resonated with her. Her own pain was manageable. Theon's? There's only so much she can do, and to see him suffer these days has been a consistent weight on her heart. It's a weight that makes every step heavier, every breath harder to catch, and so when she hears someone at the door she considers pretending she's not home.
But it could be someone that needs her, and she's not a woman to abandon her duties as a friend or as a healer. So, she pushes herself up from the sofa, and scrubs a hand through her loose curls before opening the door.
"Oh! Hello," Claire finds herself saying with a laugh, sincerely surprised to see Daenerys at her doorstep. "What are you doing here, Daenerys?"
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She's more tired than she can remember being, even after being kidnapped and tortured. She supposes that says something, but she's too worn to delve into it too much. I can bear pain myself, but I could not bear yours, Jamie once said. It's always resonated with her. Her own pain was manageable. Theon's? There's only so much she can do, and to see him suffer these days has been a consistent weight on her heart. It's a weight that makes every step heavier, every breath harder to catch, and so when she hears someone at the door she considers pretending she's not home.
But it could be someone that needs her, and she's not a woman to abandon her duties as a friend or as a healer. So, she pushes herself up from the sofa, and scrubs a hand through her loose curls before opening the door.
"Oh! Hello," Claire finds herself saying with a laugh, sincerely surprised to see Daenerys at her doorstep. "What are you doing here, Daenerys?"