Fourteen. Love Dragon.

[wakethedragon]

You people don't even know what love is.

[Private to Rassilon]

{The Dragon has a lot to say about love, but the minute he starts the private message, he becomes tongue tied, loses his train of thought, and hastily cuts the feed.

In about three hours time, Rassilon will find a picture of a dragon holding a heart slipped under his door. It will look like an eight year old drew it because that's about when Viserys stopped his art lessons.}

Comments

[Private]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

But you can't marry him.

[Private]

[wakethedragon]

Yes, I know that. So what?

[Private]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

So it's strange.

[Private]

[wakethedragon]

Why is it to strange? I love him. I hardly have to marry him to love him.

[Private]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

I suppose...[But she still thinks this is totally weird.]