Perhaps you should speak to me more softly then. Monsters are dangerous and, just now, kings are dying like flies.
♕ Dragons always preferred to attack from above, Dany had learned. Should either get between the other and the sun, he would fold his wings and dive screaming, and they would tumble from the sky locked together in a tangled scaly ball, jaws snapping and tails lashing. The first time they had done it, she feared that they meant to kill each other, but it was only sport.
"We must all make the choice between what is right and what is easy"
Why are we playing games? London’s terror alert has been raised to critical. I’m just passing the time.