While her own small, sad garden begins to freeze, others are seemingly thriving.
"What...?" Dany raises a hand to the barrier, but doesn't dare touch it. They've just been moved again, after all, and the gods are nowhere to be seen or heard. This could be a defense of the Null, or something else entirely. The young queen exhales, breath visible in the frosty air, before she lowers her hand again. Catching sight of another figure standing not far away, she hesitates before approaching, drawing her cloak more around herself.
"Do you know what this is?" she asks, not recognizing the face, but assuming that this is far enough from one of the Null to be safe...or, safe enough.
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"What...?" Dany raises a hand to the barrier, but doesn't dare touch it. They've just been moved again, after all, and the gods are nowhere to be seen or heard. This could be a defense of the Null, or something else entirely. The young queen exhales, breath visible in the frosty air, before she lowers her hand again. Catching sight of another figure standing not far away, she hesitates before approaching, drawing her cloak more around herself.
"Do you know what this is?" she asks, not recognizing the face, but assuming that this is far enough from one of the Null to be safe...or, safe enough.