"I know nothing because you insist on attacking me with these unfounded accusations, aware of things that I am not. How am I to defend myself when I'm unaware of what I've done to anger you so?" Rather than letting him see that he's getting to her, she keeps a cool, calm exterior while the fire burns within. Accusations are hardly a new foe; she has and will continue to battle them for the duration of her life simply because she was born a woman.

"You hiss and spit at me like a feline wronged, taking for granted the life you yourself were given. I know of a boy, one who lived for less than a day, who would take your place without question. They were not pawns to me when they, who had barely taken their first breaths, already had their lives prearranged for them." Like she did. But she never says the words I loved them. A child is not a tool, does he really take her for a monster?

The only time her bravery fails her is when she hears the monster and flinches, just in time for Aemond's blade to strike true. Yet again, the deed is given no thanks. Instead, she whirls around to meet him when he approaches her to block his approach to the blade. "You speak of wanting to kill me then save my life in the very next breath. How exhausting it must be to be so indecisive. You've had two occasions to exact your revenge and have failed on both." Despite what she said earlier, it is clear he is no coward.

"Skoros gaomagon ao jaelagon hen issa?"