GoT: -A passion for dancing- (regular)

"Princess Bäahal used to be an entertainer a while ago. Unfortunately for her, she was too pretty to remain a field slave, too pretty to just be a house slave, too regal to become a lady's maiden.  Princess Bäahal was taught to become an entertainer. She danced and sang to her masters and their guests. She looked so pretty and so innocent in her early days as a dancer. "The Jewel of Astapor" was the title they gave her, to justify the incredible price they would sell her for the night. She would dance and sing, let the adult slaves take the brunt of the sexual desires of those men. That lasted until she became old enough and the desire those men had was unbearable to hold back. She was taught another style of dance, one that didn't need her to make many efforts. They would take whatever shreds of innocence she had and would leave her alone on the bed. Disposable. she learned she was nothing but an object to play with and toss when they were done. There were little to no more dances but the more they used her, the sharper her skills became until the day she managed to kill a "client". 

Death became her ticket for more freedom. She became an assassin and had to accept the blood she had on her hands, but at least they weren't using her body anymore, they weren't breaking her spirit anymore. She was in control. The more she took some lives, the more she regained control of her life and her desires. The secret dream of her mother lived on and soon enough, she set herself free with one last murder -her master's- Death became the dance she was the most familiar with and one she didn't want to part ways with. It ensured her survival, it ensured the victory of the only family she had left: Daenerys. Death became necessary but slowly and surely, the hardened skin started to soften and she regained her first love: Dancing. she remembered the moves, she remembered the songs and with or without an orchestra, the young woman was able to return to her peak. She danced for her siblings and for her friends. She even danced for Ser Jaime once, allowing him to see the true beauty of her mother's legacy.  These days, dancing became a refuge for the princess, a way for her to express herself when words were not enough. Life had strange ways but she embraced them altogether."