there are glimpses: moments where she pictures a warmth in her bones from something more than dragon fire. shadows of silhouettes that urge her to continue, shadows of warriors that fight for her. a queen has many enemies yet very little friends. it is a lonely business to rule.
it catches her off guard, to walk toe to toe with a man of his reputation. at first, she blindly believes him to be an assassin. [yet another nameless shadow attempting to cut her down even before she speaks. it’s frightening to be the enemy in idea, a woman hated by those she’s never even laid eyes on] overly cautious & pridefully prepared, when the first arrow is shot towards them, it shocks her — how quickly he stops it. the first cut is the deepest, the first save the ripest. [ 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗪 : 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗠𝗬 𝗦𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗢𝗥? ] the grass along the road is lusciously grown, green beneath her feet that reminds her of sanctuary. of promised safety but the true safety is by his side. she’s never truly had a friend, there are those that follow her, those that devote to her, & those that would kill for her, but the list of those that simply care for her beyond her title is almost nonexistent. in her nightmares, many familiar faces bury her six feet under, but never him. matthew walks alongside her in a step of respect & a step of adoration. daenerys returns the favor with ease, shoulders relaxed, for a moment : she is no queen. no khaleesi. no mother of dragons. simply daenerys.
𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐍. 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋.
their steps come to a pause, as she readjusts her gaze past the dragons, past the trees. upward, skyward towards her dreams. how golden is the sun that shines upon them both today. ❝ i never thought i’d find a man like you. when i came here, i thought i knew what i was doing. i wanted to make the world better, to restore my family’s place. but my father made many mistakes that i cannot escape. i will not repeat them, and i entrust you to help me. you have my trust matthew always, but above all, you have my respect. ❞ her eyes find his features, relaxing in a man incapable of fear. fear killed her father’s reign, fear killed her brother, fear killed her own comrades. together, they will build a better world.
meme prompts , not accepting . : “i should like friendship with you...and trust.” matthew murdock ♡ @manwithout
