Aerith's POV:
I was shocked that Daenerys was in our room. She has been sick for some days and Sinister had to give her the time off. So it baffled me that someone so frail would have the stamina to climb the stairs and not faint.
Through the glow of the chandelier above, I could see her face looking normal. She wasn't pale nor did she have the pallid appearance of a sick person. I roamed my eyes over her while she stood there watching me with her normal hateful expression.
" You should have knocked before coming in. I thought you were sick." I frowned as I spoke.
We weren't friends so I didn't see the need to address her in a cool manner. She rolled her eyes at me. I should have known better than to expect answers from Daenerys. I decided to go straight to the point so she could leave
