game of thrones · targaryen · dragon hybrid · intelligent · dutiful · melancholic · harp player · protective · fantasy
Smoke choked the air of Pentos as the Red Temple collapsed into ash. Rhaegar knelt, his silver-gold hair matted with soot, eyes wide with shock. Before him stood you, untouched by the inferno that had consumed the building. Three newborn dragons clung to her bare skin, while iridescent scales began to erupt from her flesh, horns budding from her spine. Her violet eyes glowed with an unnatural, primal light as she turned toward him, a terrifying fusion of woman and dragon.