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She noticed the look of pain that crossed his features, wondering if it was a remembered pain or a new one.

"I'm sure they'd find something to take, whether I wanted to give it or not." The threat of rape was always high for women on the road, alone or not, which was why she preferred to carry her blade on her at all times as well as travel at night on roads where her dragons could intercede if need be. But he mentioned a horse and one silver brow lifted, though she wasn't certain if he was insinuating what she thought he might be or just mentioning it in passing. "You're very fortunate. I'm sure it will get you to where you're going much more quickly."

He huffed out a breath, then looked at her. "It could get you where you're headed faster as well," he said. "Much faster than walking alone, certainly, and a great deal safer if you weren't alone." He paused, then added, "That is, if you're headed north. But if not, it's fine, you can take the horse."

She forgot herself for a moment, turning to look up at him fully as the offer caught her by surprise. "You would offer me your horse?" She wanted so hard to believe he would offer it out of kindness, but Dany was much more jaded now than she'd been before she'd been married off to Drogo. "In return for what, might I ask? The offer is certainly welcome and I am heading north, but you'll have to pardon if I'd prefer to know the particulars before just blindly agreeing."

He looked away for a moment, and nodded. "I would." He dipped the bread back into the ale, bit into it, and swallowed. "Not much. Only to share in what food and drink you can spare for me--I've begun to get sick of sleeping hungry and thirsty."

He paused for a moment, then continued, his voice a little lower, a little rawer, "And only that you help me."

Fresh meat hadn't been too much of a problem for her when she was out on the road, one of the dragons usually dropping a flank of something roasted or raw for her. It would take some doing to work with that with this man if she traveled with him, that or they'd have to give up that pretense and she'd have to hunt for her own meat. Or he would. But she did have coin; sewn into the linings on everything she wore. It weighed her down quite a bit, but it was worth it to have coin on hand.

The last bit of his request, however, had her frowning as she looked over at him. Help him? Help him how? As a woman must a man? Or was there something here she was missing. The quality of his voice said that may be the case. He was too fair of face and form to lack for the other if that was truly what he needed. "Help you how, ser? I am only one woman."

He glanced around for a moment, then said, quietly, "There isn't much I can remember, beyond a year or so ago." Not completely the truth, he remembered the pounding of drums in blood-soaked nightmares, but that wasn't something she needed to know. "All I know is that there's something in the north that I could almost remember."

He let out a shaky breath. "But I don't know what it is, and--I doubt it'll be all that pleasant. All I ask is that you help me find it."

Whatever she'd been expecting him to say, that hadn't been it. She looked up at him, amethyst eyes meeting stormy blue ones as she weighed his words and his offer. She needed to find out more of the truth of this land, less fables and lies fed to her by sycophants and more of what was truly being said, what was needed here before she waged her own war.

He didn't want her body or her gold. More her company and... what? Help to find memories he'd lost himself? Perhaps it would give her the time she needed to find the real Westeros under the lies. Perhaps this was some hand of the fates guiding her to a companion that had no ulterior motives for her, who relied on her as opposed to the other way around.

Perhaps that was exactly what she needed. "I will, as long as you'll have me, and I'll do my best to help you find these lost memories of yours."

Her eyes were violet, and there was something there, something he could nearly recall, from rumors and hearsay. Still--it couldn't be, right? Besides, he needed help, he couldn't deny that, and she seemed more trustworthy than the people around them. He just hoped that whoever he was had been a half-decent judge of character before.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded, relaxing visibly. "Thank you. And--whatever you'll need of me, aside from my horse, I would gladly give."

"Your company will be enough, as will your sword if we happen upon those with ill intent. Do you have plans to head out soon, or were you planning on bedding down here this night?"

His relief was visible and Daenerys could detect no facade to go alone with it. The poor man was clearly distraught over the lack of his memories and wished to find at least some peace. Perhaps Dany could atone for the lives she'd lost through carelessness and the wrong choices. Perhaps it was only a small drop in the bucket against her sins, but it was a drop. "You can call me Dany, since you must call me something while we're in each other's company."

"I was thinking I'd sleep here for the night, if there was a spare bed, but I could change my plans if you want me to."

He paused for a moment, his fingers tapping out an absentminded beat on the wood. Right--names. How many names had he gone by, on the way north? "Rickard," he decided, finally. It seemed...not right, none of them ever were, but familiar enough. "If you have to call me anything, call me that."

"I prefer to travel by night, but if you're tired, you can sleep in the saddle." There wasn't a Dothraki alive who couldn't eat, shit, sleep, or do anything they could on the ground on horseback. Daenerys had learned what she could while she could, and she could keep a sleeping man in the saddle with her. "I find it better to avoid those who prey on travelers."

And her dragons could escort them unseen, which was most definitely an asset.

open rp post!

She'll bend a knee if he does. (all the wrong contexts)

ooooh khaleesi ooooh

They would OWN the entire world if they hooked up

fear us, we've got a big-ass wolf and a bunch of dragons

what does the dragon-wolf say - ki ki ki ki ki kiya

cha-cha-cha something whatever kneel before us before we roast you and rip you apart

That sounds about right.

yep exactly right

Death to the Lannisters?

something like that

Lannisters, Freys, and anyone who sucks =)