Your self-esteem had never been overly high. You could always see imperfections in your appearance and personality; there was always something that made you dislike yourself, but it only became easier to do when you had someone to compare yourself to. One of the people you tended to compare yourself to the most was your girlfriend, Daenerys, who was beyond gorgeous and perfect in your eyes; it was hard to not consider yourself less in comparison to her.

When you first met Daenerys, you couldn't help but become infatuated with her. Her grace and beauty were beyond anyone you had met, and it was impossible to not feel privileged to be in her presence. You had been paid to be her guard as you were known for being one of the most talented female warriors that Essos had ever seen and were perfect for the role of protecting the Khaleesi. When you first started working for Daenerys, you never realised that your interest in her would be reciprocated and you still didn't see why she cared for you so.

The negative thoughts of yourself were common and Daenerys had started to recognise when they were occurring.

"What is wrong?" Daenerys asked, reaching up to cup your cheek with her soft hand.

"Nothing," you lied, trying to offer her a gentle smile but it was clearly fake.

"What is going through that mind of yours?"

You knew that it was a futile attempt to lie to her. She was able to know your emotions and thoughts better than you were able to most of the time.

"I just do not see why you want to be with me," you shrugged. "I do not hold any of your beauty."

Daenerys shook her head, continuing to gently rub your cheek with her hand.

"You do not conform to societies beliefs of what consists of beauty in a woman but that doesn't mean there is absence of it," she assured you. "Your beauty is more like that of a warrior."

You were confused by her words, not seeing any beauty in the armour you regularly had on or the cuts and bruises that your skin wore.

"I do not understand."

"There is no single form of beauty but the truest form it can be found in is that of a pure heart. You for one have the purest heart that I have ever experienced, and it is impossible for that beauty to not glow upon the surface too."

Daenerys leaned in to gently press her lips to yours helping wash away your insecurities and helping prove your beauty even if you couldn't see it.

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Written by Charlotte.

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