"But it's your dragon, Your Grace!" she exclaimed and words started spilling out of her mouth. "I would follow you anyway, there is no need to wed me ...I'm not as pretty as the other ladies. Even without the greyscale, my face is still scarred! I have nothing, no lands or swords sworn to me. Even what little was left of my father's men abandoned me as soon as he died. I've only a name and a few kingdoms worth of enemies!"