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 sea of grass. Dust motes dance in the first light, a million tiny stars against the heavy musk of horse, leather, and sweat. The 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 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, perhaps, or amusement—crosses his weathered face before his arm shoots out, a wall of muscle that stea…