For My Queen 告白Dany
Dany, it's finally your moment to shine! Your voice was filled with strength, compassion, and charisma when you spoke Valyrian to the unsullied, those highly-disciplined slave warriors. You've come a long way to become the one true queen, the last standing Targaryen, the Unburnt, the Mother of Dragons, Khaleesi of The Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, and later Queen of Meereen, as well as Queen of the Andals (the Rhoynar) and the First Men!
You value your counsels' advice but you urged them not to question you in front of strangers as you’ve began to act as a leader who has her own will and vision. Raised as a suffered exile has taught you to be strong, confident, and adaptive. You've gradually grown into a strategic and visionary leader who utilizes her personal charisma and natural charm to inspire, lead, support, and fight alongside your followers.
You don't need a whip to test and control the unsullied to shed blood for your war. Your high pride will not tolerate yourself to fight with "slave" warriors even if they may be the strongest soldiers on earth. Your true compassion set the unsullied free and they follow you for your cause, wholeheartedly. Those who were once chained to slavery and claimed by their masters have joined the strongest army to fight along with you, their silver-white-haired queen. You view them as equals. You will fight for them with your life, so will they you.
You’ve learned lessons from those who broke their promises, who lied, betrayed and deserted you to great despair. You’ve become ruthlessly cold to those who have wronged you, but still remain kind and amiable to the innocent and less privileged.
You have witnessed and walked between life and death. You understand the value of life but you are not afraid of mortality. You are walking on the destined path to be a powerful and chosen leader with a righteous mind and unyielding will.
You may be mocked as a pale midget among giant Dothrakis, but I saw no intimidation in your eyes when you were surrounded by filthy khals. I felt no fear on or around you when you declared that none of them was fit to lead. When they told you that you had no voice in this sacred Temple of the Dosh Khaleen as if they owned you, piece by piece, you didn't even care. Your contempt lingered in your eyes when you confronted these "Great Khals". Your winning smiles broadened when these small men were so eager to tear you apart and intended to insult you in an utterly abominable way. You placidly knocked over braziers with a firm push, and you fought against them, face to face, fair and square.
You emerged from the burning temple, unclothed and unburnt. There was absolutely no shame, sadness, dismay, defeat, or a slight regret in your eyes. Instead, I read out the messages on your face, that is, your strength, conviction, power, determination, and invincibility.
I salute you, Daenerys Stormborn, my queen.
Dany, it's finally your moment to shine! Your voice was filled with strength, compassion, and charisma when you spoke Valyrian to the unsullied, those highly-disciplined slave warriors. You've come a long way to become the one true queen, the last standing Targaryen, the Unburnt, the Mother of Dragons, Khaleesi of The Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, and later Queen of Meereen, as well as Queen of the Andals (the Rhoynar) and the First Men!
You value your counsels' advice but you urged them not to question you in front of strangers as you’ve began to act as a leader who has her own will and vision. Raised as a suffered exile has taught you to be strong, confident, and adaptive. You've gradually grown into a strategic and visionary leader who utilizes her personal charisma and natural charm to inspire, lead, support, and fight alongside your followers.
You don't need a whip to test and control the unsullied to shed blood for your war. Your high pride will not tolerate yourself to fight with "slave" warriors even if they may be the strongest soldiers on earth. Your true compassion set the unsullied free and they follow you for your cause, wholeheartedly. Those who were once chained to slavery and claimed by their masters have joined the strongest army to fight along with you, their silver-white-haired queen. You view them as equals. You will fight for them with your life, so will they you.
You’ve learned lessons from those who broke their promises, who lied, betrayed and deserted you to great despair. You’ve become ruthlessly cold to those who have wronged you, but still remain kind and amiable to the innocent and less privileged.
You have witnessed and walked between life and death. You understand the value of life but you are not afraid of mortality. You are walking on the destined path to be a powerful and chosen leader with a righteous mind and unyielding will.
You may be mocked as a pale midget among giant Dothrakis, but I saw no intimidation in your eyes when you were surrounded by filthy khals. I felt no fear on or around you when you declared that none of them was fit to lead. When they told you that you had no voice in this sacred Temple of the Dosh Khaleen as if they owned you, piece by piece, you didn't even care. Your contempt lingered in your eyes when you confronted these "Great Khals". Your winning smiles broadened when these small men were so eager to tear you apart and intended to insult you in an utterly abominable way. You placidly knocked over braziers with a firm push, and you fought against them, face to face, fair and square.
You emerged from the burning temple, unclothed and unburnt. There was absolutely no shame, sadness, dismay, defeat, or a slight regret in your eyes. Instead, I read out the messages on your face, that is, your strength, conviction, power, determination, and invincibility.
I salute you, Daenerys Stormborn, my queen.