"Do you know what makes Targaryens so dangerous?" Daena asked, taking a moment to stare around at the sept's interior.
The High Sparrow remained wordless.
She turned to him with that violent look in her eyes, "We have the Blood of the Dragon, fire r...
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Daena warmed one of the black cells for nearly a fortnight. Though she had many visitors.
Lord Stark entered one day, asking about the whereabouts of his sister.
"In the Red Mountains of Dorne, about three leagues from Starfall, there is the Tower of Joy. Your sister will be there," she said, watching Lord Stark closely.
The Warden of the North turned to walk from the cell.
"Lord Stark, wait!" Daena called.
The lord paused just as he reached the door, "Yes?"
"Who is beyond that door?"
Eddard turned around and for the first time since the sack, really looked at the Princess.
She looked tired. Not the kind of tired from being imprisoned but the kind that took years and years of stress and responsibility to procure.
"Just my bannermen," he said.
Daena looked around at her cell, scanning the walls, "The Red Keep has ears everywhere, my lord."
He looked at her wearily then approached the now former princess again.
"I should warn you before you depart," and then she whispered, "Lyanna is pregnant."
Lord Stark glared at her darkly, "Your brother raped my sister?" He asked, his voice barely above a harsh whisper.
Daena stared back with the same defiance in her violet eyes, "No. She went willingly with him. My brother was many things... a fool for certain but he was not a monster."
She took a step closer to Lord Stark, "I don't know what you'll find there."
The harsh Northern glare on his face didn't lessen and promptly left her alone in her dark cell once more.
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Jon Arryn was her next visitor, some days after Lord Stark.
The Lord of the Vale was a kind man. He treated Daena with respect, something that had been lacking in her life since the sack.
"Princess," he greeted, stepping into the cell.
Daena turned from the wall and what was considered her bed and hummed, "Is that what I am?"
