[Daenerys moves for her hand, and Sieglinde wraps her small fingers around the older woman's, staring for a moment at their hands, and the differences between them- and the similarities as well. The Queen might be her senior, but she is not so old as that...
And it is a foul thing she describes. The likes of which Sieglinde has only read of, in one of her books in the vast library that had made up the Green Witch's manor. A tale of Sparta, and the harsh and unforgiving training the sons of that city-state went through to mold them into perfect soldiers. And maybe their lives had been harsh to the point that even now the English used the word "spartan" for such things, but there's was... a culture that chose that path.
Not slaves.
Of course there is nothing her sympathies or feelings on the matter would do, but her gaze still lowers slightly as she debates what to say.]
What a great and terrible army that must be...
[Great, for they sounded as if they would fight to the death, fight well and fight viciously without the greed, lust, and sadism that might plague other forces... but at what cost?]
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And it is a foul thing she describes. The likes of which Sieglinde has only read of, in one of her books in the vast library that had made up the Green Witch's manor. A tale of Sparta, and the harsh and unforgiving training the sons of that city-state went through to mold them into perfect soldiers. And maybe their lives had been harsh to the point that even now the English used the word "spartan" for such things, but there's was... a culture that chose that path.
Not slaves.
Of course there is nothing her sympathies or feelings on the matter would do, but her gaze still lowers slightly as she debates what to say.]
What a great and terrible army that must be...
[Great, for they sounded as if they would fight to the death, fight well and fight viciously without the greed, lust, and sadism that might plague other forces... but at what cost?]
And now?
[She said "when first".]