𝔇𝔞𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔰 𝔗𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔫

𝒟𝒶𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓈 𝒯𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃 ɢᴏᴛ ʀᴘ. ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ, ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ. ᴀᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ. ↻ & ♡

Bow before your queen.

|| period!

Lost in thought, it seems.

Is she really that mad if it’s her birthright?

A small yawn.

|| the flavor!!

The queen is looking for something to do.

Daenerys locked eyes on his blue green ones, simply nodding at that as she turned back and continued to walk off, feeling a bit conflicted.

Stepping away was good for her. She took a deep breath in, hearing his words and debating on returning to him. She felt him follow. “Does it not satisfy you any longer?” She glanced back.

|| I might also 👁 but who!

|| so tempting 🥺

Daenerys shifted her eyes to him, blinking several times before gripping his chin with her hand and tilting it up. “Good. Be faithful to me. That is what I seek.” She dropped his chin, walking off now.

|| I do miss writing here but it’s hard to keep muse with the lack of consistency 😳. If anyone wants to plot let me know

|| narnia you say 👁

And who might that be?

Not sure why exactly he let out such a chuckle. Did he find his lack of faithfulness funny? Dany glanced to him, eyes practically daggers. “You swore an oath to me.” She reminded him. Frustration apparent!