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[draca]

[ The journal opens to the sounds of flapping wings and a soft laugh, they are happier now that they are a distance from the castle. No longer hissing at every shadow and sound. Even Dany herself has relaxed a little more (as much as she affords herself).

Drogon flies around the tent as she turns her attention to the journal. ]

Arya? [ No one taught her to filter, so there is no filter for this! ] I promised you a visit, it is time I made good on that promise. [ A small gush of air brushes past the journal. ] You may come visit now.

[ Turning from the journal for a moment she watches the black-and-red dragon land on top of her furs, the cry that leaves him not aggressive or agitated. ]

It surprises me that more do not move to the city than have. Are you all so content to live underneath the roof of your captor, knowing what it does to you?

Comments

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[Tactful change of subject time, yes?]}

But perhaps on a lighter note, Khalessi, how have your children settled into this new realm?

[draca]

They do not like this place, but they are calmer than they were within the castle's walls.

[wishmadeinfire]

That is good to hear. If they ever need companions to play with, I am sure my own little ones would not mind.

[draca]

They do not take well to others.

[wishmadeinfire]

Well, the offer stands if you ever wish to take it, Khaleesi.

[draca]

Thank you.

[wishmadeinfire]

As always, you are welcome.