You refuse to submit to her

You managed to escape from under her foot, jumping to your feet and facing the smaller woman. “My birthright is better than your own. No amount of-.” You weren’t even able to finish your thought, as Daenerys pulled you towards her desk, tripped you and, with astonishing agility, bent you over the wood. She held you down, immobilising your wrists with a thin rope as her fingers pulled down your underwear and a painful slap landed on your buttcheek.

“You’re a big and brave Prince, aren’t you?” She asked mockingly, slapping you again and again.

“And I am just a small and weak princess.” You bit your lip to silence your hisses of pain, her hand hitting you again and again flat.

“But I am holding you prisoner and you can’t do anything.”