You're escorted to the Queen. (M)

Margaery emerges from the door to the royal chambers. The "New Queen of Westeros" has apparently already made herself at home claiming Robert and Cersei's former bedroom for herself. "Queen Daenerys will see you now," she tells. She moves to your side and whispers in your ear, "Try not anger her. I'd hate for you to die before I can properly get a taste of you." She giggles, playfully nipping your ear envoking a slight whimper from you. The Stark boys usher you forward, snickering as well. The four of you enter through the gilded, wooden door.

Out on the terrace stands a woman with a glass of wine in her hand and her back to you, pridefully gazing at the city - now her city. Jon is the first to speak. "Your Grace, we've brought you a prisoner, Lord John of House Doe, Jaime Lannister's squire." She turns, giving you a complete view of her. She had pale skin and long, silver-gold hair. She was slender with small breasts. Daenerys was beautiful, a goddess sent out to **** you.