Daenerys covered her mouth and giggled, while Gryn shrugged helplessly.
Then she leaned in slightly. "Do you like Arianne's straightforwardness too?"
Brown eyes met violet ones, and Gryn merely raised a brow.
Staring into his eyes, Daenerys smiled softly. "What she shows is only on the surface. In truth, she is sensitive inside. I can feel it."
Gryn lightly tapped her faintly flushed cheek with a finger and nodded. "Your guess is right. As far as I know, she has long lived with the fear that her status as Dorne's heir might be taken away..."
After hearing Gryn's explanation, Daenerys's beautiful eyes widened. "Did she make some grave mistake?"
Seeing him shake his head, she said incredulously, "Because of her younger brother? But hadn't Arianne long been declared Prince Doran's heir?"
Among the great noble houses of Westeros, only House Targaryen explicitly gave men precedence over women in inheritance, which was why Daenerys was puzzled.
In her view, according to the inheritance laws of the Seven Kingdoms, even Prince Doran himself would find it difficult to shake Arianne's position as heir.
Whether before others or in private, King Gryn was always exceptionally fair. "Perhaps Prince Doran feared that Arianne would be unable to bear the burden of overthrowing The Usurper's rule."
He spread his hands. "Now that The Usurper has been driven from the Iron Throne, he no longer needs to do something so open to criticism."
Daenerys tilted her head slightly. "Arianne no longer needs to be troubled by it?"
"Unless Prince Doran has some other purpose."
Gryn raised his cup toward her. "Don't forget, Arianne Nymeros Martell is also the Master of Laws on the Small Council."
The night grew late.
Below the raised platform, more and more eyes turned toward the intimate king and queen.
Someone