prince responds tender touches with a hiss, bloodied hands letting go only for arms to wrap around her shoulders in an embrace annoyingly tight. head pressed onto his chest. “ shh.. i’m fine. ”
the king’s ride, in all its glory in front of daeron. tessarion stomps, unquiet behind the prince, not only because of another dragon’ presence but the enclosure of dragons pit. “ @aeksiondarys , do you ride him often? ”
the younger prince appears from behind sapphire wing, dragon reacting with a huff at now drawn distance. brims stretching into a smile, head lowering forwards. “your grace, i don't remember you being this small before.”
“yes, although i’m sure you are aware of the rules.” lilac irises flickers at sight and he steps close, a moment of ponder before walking through steps. “i ask you not to make my stay difficult. i recognise an eager gaze when i see one.”
' hm. is that so ? '
the prince shifts his bony spine against the steel, memorizing the feel of rising ribs against the cool metal. if he is aware that he is flirting dangerously with high treason, his stony features betray no sign.