"I am just really not in the mood much."Now I have never understood why she made sex sound like work, and how her mood affected her ability to give me...a good fuck, but I knew from her tone that no matter how much I begged I had no hope of doing it with her tonight. It had been almost two weeks since we last humped, and her period would start in a couple of more days and that time was always out of the question in her mind, so I knew I was totally screwed, and not in the way I wanted to be. I. “Is that any way to greet your Queen now, my dear friend?” Dany teased Missandei, both of them knowing that she didn’t actually object when in private like this.“Did you bag the whole lot, my Queen? Burn them all?” Missandei inquired of Dany, who smiled in response.“All charred and black with soot, every last one of those ships. They will not bar the way for us anymore. This will also make it difficult for Cersei to pay off her debt to the Iron Bank of Braavos and to hire the Golden Company for. Everybody says, "You need to grow up, girl." and when I try, they say, "You're too young." I'm betting 14 isn't any better.' "Hi Tim." Even though he wasn't sitting right seat a blink of an eye ago ... there he was ... looking concerned."You ARE suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I was hoping you were young enough to get over it quickly. See that cloud?"There was only one cloud as far as the eye could see in this clear blue sky."Well, Duh! It's the only one." Fly through it."She. Sighing, she went back downstairs to prepare some breakfast. The morning passed slowly. Carla tried reading a novel Kyle had left in the living room, but it was some sci-fi nonsense. The TV was even worse – three chat shows, a property programme and some blathering old man droning on about the weather. As if anyone cared. At 2pm, she decided enough was enough. She grabbed her purse and left. If he wanted her in the house this afternoon, he should have given her a good reason. Her mind wandered.