[ That summons a breezy giggle out of her, picturing this young woman flagging down every maiden to cross her path. She's glad that didn't happen, not wanting to draw too much attention to her own name here, but it's amusing to imagine it still. She almost believes that Daenerys might actually have done so.

Her laugh is quick to die when the dragon draws her attention again, however, and nerves cause her to shift on her feet and keep a respectful distance from this self-proclaimed queen who also pretends not to be a queen. Alayne still isn't certain how she's meant to act around her, but she must not be careless with her behavior, that much is certain. The dragon may be small, but he might still be able to burn her to a crisp. ]

I am accustomed to a greater quiet than what one can find here, but I admit my day has not held much excitement. I have mostly been near the kitchens, sweetening the ears of the cooks so they are more like to spare what bread and cheese they may. I can at least promise that you will not be idle for long if you still wish to assist me in my errands. Are you certain you are not too weary from your journey?