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There is one thing that has her feeling jittery about opening night, but it’s far from the choreography.
“What is it?” Missandei asks, and Dany looks up, wide eyed. But her best friend’s gaze is determined, and she knows that she can’t pass this off as nothing. The other woman knows her too well.
“Nothing,” Dany tries anyway, but Missandei just scoffs.
“It’s not nothing,” she says. “Let me guess.” She arches a brow. “Your partner?”
Dany’s shoulders sag, because yes, that is completely it.
“I still just… I don’t know,” she admits. “I don’t know what to make of him.”
She’s been trying to figure him out since he arrived here at the beginning of the season, but even after more than three months of dancing with him, Daenerys is still utterly and hopelessly confused by Jon Snow.