William using the excuse that he should talk to Daenerys so that she doesn't feel scared of having to go out with strangers in the next few days.

With slow, nervous steps William moved toward the small, delicate woman who possessed an epic but tragic future, one who would be called the mother of dragons but would end up dead at the hands of her lover-nephew.

Of the many things William could change, that person's destiny would surely be one he most desired to change.

Daenerys was facing in another direction, she didn't see William approaching, and when he was near her, he couldn't control himself and didn't catch her eye with his voice, but rather took his hand lightly and leaned against the girl's arm.

It was inevitable to try to feel and see this reality, even if a small slip of noble etiquette was accomplished.

The maidservants accompanying Dany looked at him with strange eyes, but luckily they were one of those women who could not react to the presence of a handsome man, thus causing William to slip out of that slip of etiquette with ease.

But the little violet-eyed girl was eventually surprised by his act, and with a small display of panic in her eyes, she looked at him.

For a few seconds that seemed like decades, a young man just over 15 and a young girl just over 14 exchanged a look, a strange look that was undoubtedly rare.

William's gaze was mostly a display of affection that a fan would have for an idol, but there was also every demonstration of his willingness to protect her, no doubt there were even more feelings in his gaze, as was his delight in looking at such a beautiful young woman.

But his gaze was greeted by an inexplicable hunger coming from this young lady, she in her deepest loves longed for something she found in this young man's eyes.

She who was a little princess evicted from all her dreams, who was humiliated by her closest relative and who had been sold as a breeding mare without the slightest demonstration of affection, used as a mere object, betrayed in such a way, now had seen in the eyes of this boy something that she wished her brother to show her.

It was a small connection between the soul of someone who by his nature was protective, with someone who by nature wished to be cared for.

That small moment of connection was interrupted by the young man himself.

"Hello, I'm William Corvinus, what would the beautiful young woman's name be?" William asked uncomfortably, he had most of the time a firm hold on himself, now he was acting like a young man, he was acting his age.

Dany was nervous, she communicated most of the time either with her maidservants or with her brother, and every time the conversation was simple, from her brother only oppression and from the maidservants it was something more futile, just empty conversation.

But now, unlike at other times, someone wanted to talk specifically to her, trying to show some form of etiquette, she straightened herself as much as her shyness allowed and with a small gesture began to present herself.

"Daenerys" she answered with a very light voice, it was a low and shy voice, she wanted to act at the height, but something about her still stopped her.

William had hoped it would be something like that, but he was still a little short-sighted, and it was hard to talk to someone shy when that person made him feel the same way.

But for him, a small amount of time was all it took to get back to who he really was.

William makes a little joke, even if it was so small and simple, the young woman who received the description had a slightly red face; she was very inexperienced.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Daenerys..." William leaves space for thought, it was a moment to force her to complete her name, perhaps with luck, those small interactions would reduce the young lady's shyness.

Dany for a second did not understand the pause the young man made in his speech, she was very nervous about interacting with someone of the opposite sex so that she stayed for a second just looking into the beautiful blue eyes of the young man, in a way she had been frozen, she did not possess many social skills, but with the perception of what she should do she began to answer him with a little anxiety.

"Targaryen... I mean, my name is Daenerys Targaryen." Dany answered quickly, trying to speak quickly to lessen her embarrassment.

William replied with a small smile, he already knew who he was talking to; it was just a little formality of etiquette before the reason he came here.

With a little persistence, William began to develop small conversations with Dany, slowly getting closer to being called friends.

From time to time little laughs were exchanged, and the relationship between the young people improved.

Most of the people who attended this party knew who they were dealing with when they saw white hair and purple eyes, but now perhaps once they saw a young man interacting with her for the young lady.

A man in his early 30s approached, he was wearing a lightly pastel yellow garment, followed by 2 other men who were dressed the same way.

With a cough, he tried to get their attention, when William and Daenerys looked the man extended his arm toward Dany.

"I'd do me the honor," the man said, insinuating that Dany would dance with him, but no surprise, she didn't understand what he was saying.

The somewhat clumsy man spoke with a thicker intonation, he was angry to be ignored and was about to scream.

"Dance with me" the second time he spoke he already showed that he didn't care about her wishes.

Dany was nervous about what was happening, for being submissive to her violent brother, she was already used to these orders that hid threats from behind, she did not want to dance, but was afraid to say no.

William seeing this scene had to stop it.

William tried to interrupt subtly, giving the man a chance not to be humiliated.

"Are you with her? If you look in the mirror, boy, wait a few years before you can talk to me..." the man was showing his 'pleasantness,' he couldn't see that William was being kind.

With persistence and violence, the man tried to get close to Dany and drag her to dance with him.

William would never allow that, with one quick movement he reached in front of the man and with one hand in the center of the man's chest he prevented him from continuing to walk.

"Take off that damn hand... Ahhhh"

Several pairs of eyes looked at the scene.

William was beginning to get angry, and his 'goodness' was being revealed, without giving the idiot any more opportunity, he push him around, the man fell like shit on the floor.

Without waiting for the reaction of the idiot and his friends, William turned and, holding Dany's arm carefully, he took her to the dance floor.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman stole everyone's eyes.

It was a magnificent scene.