That night, she dreamed. Dreams were not unfamiliar to her, but they remained unsettling as they were. She was standing on a cliff, overlooking a great battle field. It was divided by a river as red as blood and stinking just as pungently. Her dragons were behind her, all three of them. Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion. They watched the battle as ( Read more... )

When Daenerys awoke, she found herself snuggled against Galahad's side. It was oddly comfortable, her head on his shoulder, nestled between his arm and his body ( Read more... )

It was dark. Theon had never come home after dark before and Dany was slightly worried for him. Usually, he made it home as the last light was filtering over the horizon at the latest. This was...rare indeed. "Drogon," she said softly. The dragon was curled around her in an attempt to help keep her lithe body warm. "Find him," He was gradually ( Read more... )