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[scinlae]

[ it is with deadly purpose that morgana pendragon addresses the network, something she has not done since her arrival. the subject, a white dragon of poor health, lays in view curled upon her bed, watching with queerly blue eyes. ]

Consider this a warning─ [ the dragon lifts its head. ] bring harm to this dragon and you will know suffering beyond all imagining. She is under my protection and I will not allow more harm to befall her.

[ sarrum's treatment still lays fresh in her mind. each hand he lifted against her was done against aithusa also, the dragon doomed to grow in a space far too small for her. the painful cries haunt her dreams as much as the irons that cut into her wrists. men are cruel creatures and the fae has gathered a great many of them to their chests, who is to say that it will not happened again? or worse. ]

I trust I make myself clear.

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[vazyol]

[ daenerys sits primly at her vanity with her dragons elsewhere in the room, unseen but not unheard ─ sounding molten shrieks and sharp hisses every so often. as composed as she has practiced herself to be, dany cannot help the swift intake of breath at the sight of a dragon so ill. the thought of her children in such a state sends icy pangs to her heart. no. it twists her mouth into a frown and startles her eyes a fraction wider. she'll not abide it. ]

What happened to her?

[scinlae]

[ it is the sound that softens the steel in her eyes and the venom on the edge of her tongue, replacing it with widen eyes and recognition. even the dragon behind her raises her head, calling out with a low rumble. ]

She was captured and placed inside a pit not big enough for two people, she was made as bait. [ outside the image morgana takes hold of a wrist still scarred. ] And once they caught their pray, they did not let her free. That pit was her home for two years.

[vazyol]

[ sharply, though the steel is not meant for morgana but the captors she speaks of. ]

And what became of her captors?

[ did you burn their asses because that offer is on the table right here right now ]

[scinlae]

Many lay dead, though the man behind the order still lives.

[ yes please, she'll totally take that offer. bitches do not know how much she wants to murder sarrum. ]

[vazyol]

[ simply. ] Should he ever walk among the fairy folk, he will burn.

[ friendships forged with fire and blood, indeed. ]