" 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐧 "
The Targaryen Twins, who bathe in fire & ride the sky, come for what is rightfully theirs ... because you do not stea...
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"The brave men didn't kill dragons, the brave men rode them."
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The Khal and his bloodriders were out hunting in the great-plains surrounding the Khalasar's camp. The mid-wives bathed their children in buckets or cooked meat they had above campfires.
Inside of the Khaleesis' tent, Rhaenaerys Targaryen laid atop the bed with one of her books in front of her.
Daenerys Targaryen was sat in front of Rhae as she was tended to by the three hand-maidens the twins received on their wedding day. Daenerys stared at the chest with the four dragon eggs nestled inside of it.
"Have you ever seen a dragon?" Daenerys asked.
"Dragon gone, Khaleesi." Irri answered as she placed a handful of herbs onto Daenerys' right-palm.
"Everywhere? Even in the East?"
"No dragon. Brave men kill them all. It is known."
"It is known." The hand-maiden tending to Daenerys' feet agreed as she poured milky-liquid into the bowl the Targaryen's feet resided in.
"The brave men didn't kill dragons, the brave men rode them." Rhaenaerys Targaryen spoke as she looked up from her book, receiving a grin from Daenerys and Doreah.
"A trader from Qarth told me that dragons come from the moon." Doreah spoke up, rubbing cream onto the red spots on Daenerys' left-palm.
"The moon?"
"He told me the moon was an egg, Khaleesi, that once there were two moons in the sky. But one wandered too close to the sun and it cracked from the heat. Out of it poured a thousand thousand dragons and they drank the sun's fire." Doreah explained, her face expressing wonder as she spoke about dragons.
Irri scoffed as she wrapped Daenerys' hand in thin-bandages. "Moon is no egg. Moon is godess, wife of sun."
"Leave me with her." Daenerys commanded as she glanced at the two hand-maidens beside her.
Irri and the other hand-maiden left the Khalessis' tent.
Rhaenaerys stood and made her way over to Daenerys' right-side, beginning to rub the cream in the bowl onto Daenerys' legs.
"Why did the trader from Qarth tell you these stories?" Daenerys questioned Doreah as the hand-maiden began to wrap Daenerys' left-hand in thin-bandages.
