❝ I told them you are an excellent interpretive dancer. But, if you like, we can always pivot to ... I don't know. Ventriloquy? Beat ... boxing? ❞ She pats his arm. ❝ Don't worry, there is still two days left. We have soooo much time to prepare you! ❞

daenerys watches @ineder the way the elves watch the stars, as if not to claim them, but to remember why they endure. t here is no fire in frodo, not the kind the world fears, and that is precisely what draws her. he carries ruin without craving it, bears power without believing it belongs to him, and in that refusal she recognizes a strength older than crowns. daenerys has known flame as destiny, as punishment, as promise; she has been worshiped and hunted for it both. but here, beside a hobbit who trembles and still steps forward, she feels something settle into place. not conquest, nor prophecy but rather a choice. ❝ if the road bends too sharply, ❞ she thinks without speaking, ❝ i will be the heat that keeps you from freezing. ❞ not to take the burden from him, she knows better than that, but to walk close enough that the dark cannot pretend it has him alone. fire was never meant only to burn, she has long since learned it is often meant to guide.