Dec 23, 2011
Elia/Rhaegar with undertones for both of them of "i'm not in love with you, but i am very fond of you and glad you are my good friend but our parents arranged a political marriage so we fuck and have kids as well and it's a little forced but we make the best of it" phew sorry maybe i should just write my own prolix fic because that is a lot more than twelve words even in the prompt. basically i want more Elia in any way shape or form ;_;
She once thought that a dragon lord and a daughter of the sun would make a flame so bright that it would eat the stars. But she could hardly complain of cold, and so she took what he had to give her, and never did ask what became of a dragon who flew into the sun.