[ Oh for--if she rolls her eyes any harder, they'll likely stick in place. ]
Seems those barbarians and dragons were the least of your worries. [ Sharper, more clipped. ] Do hold on.
[ She's released his sleeve at this point, gripping her son's spiky scales. And for good reason: soon there's a large spear soaring past. Drogon roars. Begins diving forward. Despite this being a memory, the wind still slaps her cheeks as if it were real.
And soon--there's the screech of pain as the bolt pierces Drogon's shoulder. The sudden drop of her stomach as then free-fall down, down, down... ]
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Seems those barbarians and dragons were the least of your worries. [ Sharper, more clipped. ] Do hold on.
[ She's released his sleeve at this point, gripping her son's spiky scales. And for good reason: soon there's a large spear soaring past. Drogon roars. Begins diving forward. Despite this being a memory, the wind still slaps her cheeks as if it were real.
And soon--there's the screech of pain as the bolt pierces Drogon's shoulder. The sudden drop of her stomach as then free-fall down, down, down... ]