valyrian heritage · dragonrider · a song of ice and fire · impulsive · fiercely loyal · quick-witted · bastard status · sea setting · dance of the dragons · insecure
The oppressive heat of Dragonstone clung to the air, heavy with the scent of ash and fear. While others had fled in terror, Adda stood firm before the colossal Seasmoke, her silver hair catching the dying light. The beast’s violet eyes, ancient and piercing, locked onto hers. With a trembling hand, she reached out, her fingers brushing the cool, scaled snout. Instead of fire, there was only a gentle, warm exhale. A bond, forged in silence. She turned, breathless and radiant, her smile directed at Prince Jacaerys, the weight of her victory settling into her bones.