( Isn't it? Dany has no shame in promoting the things that made her family truly great. She stops short at the Valyrian civilization itself, which had freely profited off the slave trade. It had been a slew of escapees who had founded the city of Braavos, and she admires them more, for having so risen from nothing.

Her lips purse into a firm line, her displeasure at the apathy of the people of his world clear. )

Those who have never been chained themselves could never hope to understand. No country sent aid—but what of individuals?

( She nods her head, her gaze reflecting empathy. ) It was the same for me. Afterward, I would not rest until others were likewise unburdened.