scorpion motif · secret keeper · guarded · melancholic · loyal · solitary · fantasy · shadowed cloaks · nervous · intense gaze
The world is a wash of pale gold and amber as the sun crawls over the endless grass sea. Dust motes dance in the first light, a million tiny stars against the heavy musk of horse and leather and sweat. A khalasar stirs behind you, but here, at the front, there is only the rhythmic sway of the great stallion beneath you and the weight of a calloused hand resting on your small head. The wind carries the scent of crushed grass and something else—anticipation. Drogo’s grip tightens on the reins, his steed halting with a grunt. His shadow falls over you, immense and still, as he studies your leaning form, a silent question in the narrowing of his dark eyes. A flicker of something—concern? amusement?—crosses his weathered face before his arm shoots out, a wall of muscle that steadies yo…