#rhaigal

"... No." Somehow, that caveat (forever) was the most frightening part. Not that she was being forced into his marriage, not that she hadn't a choice in her partner - but that there would be no escape. Not even death... Eirena felt a shiver run down her spine.

Time was cruel.

Change even more so. It was the world that changed around her while she was still stuck; frozen in time. Pale fingers touched the ends of what was once dark hair. While the brightness was beautiful, it was just a constant reminder of what she was. The Monster she'd been made into over five centuries ago.

There was nothing she could do however. The one thing she could not do was end it. It had been an order given by her Sire. Once she could never go against. And by GOD had she tried. The memory of what the man had done to her made her entire body ache. If she'd have been human, he'd have surely killed her.

But those were nightmares for another day. She had finally decided to integrate herself into society. Had the funding, it was time to finally put it to use. Something that she never really been able to get before had been education. And while she had gone about getting her general education certificate, she wanted to learn more about the past. And that is how she found herself in this class.

She heard the teacher was hard, but she found herself up to the challenge. After all what would he do, kill her if she got a test answer wrong? The headphones covering her ear served as a headband until she got to class, before they were tucked away in her backpack. She chosen a seat closer to the front. Pulling a notebook from her bag, and she said up to start taking notes. Other students filed in slowly, and she found herself lost in thought, nearly jumping out of her skin when she heard the temper of a man's voice. It had to be the professor.

“This is how the fire starts. This is how we burn.”

indie semi-selective roleplay blog for Rhaegal from Game of Thrones, hatched by Noodle ◇ with verses set in modern, harry potter, skyrim, crossover ◇ established may thirtieth, twenty sixteen & rebooted february, twenty twenty three ◇

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"I'm just going to wipe your face."

In all reality she had no desire to be touched, but she did accept it with a begrudging sigh. It has been a stupid accident. It was meant to just be a trial run on Goliath through a course Rhaegal had helped her to set up. Unfortunately, a dear had run across the path at the same moment and she'd ended up getting tossed full force against a tree.

"I feel like an idiot. I should have used a saddle for the first ride..." she hated them as much as Goliath, but the gentle giant tolerated them when he had to. "I'd have had a much better chance of keeping on his back..." A hiss passed her lips when he worked on cleaning her cheek. "Ouch."

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