[Oh. Sieglinde's eyebrows raise just slightly, even as she reaches to pour the wine she's gotten a hold of into two small glasses. She had known that Daenerys was a Queen, but not that she was yet wed. Which might be shocking considering she also knew (and had cheekily implied as such) that the lucky lady was also intimately involved with two of the divine amongst their team...

But the young witch's idea of marriage was. Loose at best. Rather than scandalized, she feels a bit... jealous, in a way. Not for the confines of what was likely a political marriage, but. For the ability to even be considered for it.]

My, that sounds heavily ambitious a design. The symbolism does seem quite potent, of course... the dragon would be larger, I assume?

[The woman had not seemed one likely to cede power to her King so much as keep a Consort. The wine poured, she offers Daenerys the glass, playing the good host even as her mind wanders to the possibilities.

And cheeks turn slightly pink at her guess of who that bold man might be. She had known a bold man herself who liked to gift women with gold and jewels- in fact, she wears a golden bracelet still that had been his parting gift.]

I do believe I know who you might be referring to... his taste in the precious and in women was... quite praiseworthy.

[Ahem.]