[ Though Dany's smile is soft, her eyes bespeak a hard, fierce pride. Violet blazes in a pale face, hewn with features as aristocratic as those of the Valyrians of old. ]
I do, [ she answers, already tasting the salt upon her lips and smelling the sea wind in her hair. ] He tested me, as the dragons of old were wont to do.
[ Her smile, previously gentle, curls a little about the edges. She survived, evidently. Many of the dragonseeds did not. ]
He may be double that size, in truth, [ she says admiringly. ] It would be a fine thing to see Drogon as he is ... but it would not do to unleash his true form upon this world. He is strong enough to carry off a horse, and I should grow to have half the farmers of Hanabira demanding silver for their lost livestock.
[ Or their children, though she prays there should be no instances of that. ]
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I do, [ she answers, already tasting the salt upon her lips and smelling the sea wind in her hair. ] He tested me, as the dragons of old were wont to do.
[ Her smile, previously gentle, curls a little about the edges. She survived, evidently. Many of the dragonseeds did not. ]
He may be double that size, in truth, [ she says admiringly. ] It would be a fine thing to see Drogon as he is ... but it would not do to unleash his true form upon this world. He is strong enough to carry off a horse, and I should grow to have half the farmers of Hanabira demanding silver for their lost livestock.
[ Or their children, though she prays there should be no instances of that. ]