dream a little dream of me? [locked to galahad timed for stark-wake up from homeplot]
Dany was disoriented to say the least. She had spent four days trapped in Winterfell and at least two of them had ended with her in tears. It was like all seven hells at once and she didn't know what she had done to deserve it.
She had gone to sleep in a bed of furs, curled up with Drogon -- almost clinging to him.
And then she awoke to the sound of birds chirping and waves lapping against the shore in the far distance. She was aware of the pain in her muscles the moment she attempted to move them even the slightest bit.
Her eyes cracked open and she could scarcely believe what she saw. Galahad. Her Galahad. Gods, there wasn't a more beautiful sight in any of the worlds she had learned of.
Now, if only she had the strength to launch herself into his arms as she wished...
She had gone to sleep in a bed of furs, curled up with Drogon -- almost clinging to him.
And then she awoke to the sound of birds chirping and waves lapping against the shore in the far distance. She was aware of the pain in her muscles the moment she attempted to move them even the slightest bit.
Her eyes cracked open and she could scarcely believe what she saw. Galahad. Her Galahad. Gods, there wasn't a more beautiful sight in any of the worlds she had learned of.
Now, if only she had the strength to launch herself into his arms as she wished...