Her face bloody from a million tiny scrapes, arm hurting where it is deeply cut, body shaking un-controllable as she still waits for the end. Seconds tick away that seem like hours. Drawing herself up as tight as possible to get away from the Monster calling her name.
Then it all stops.
Daenerys feels warm snowfall falling on her face. Purple eyes open to see the faux snow.
Still shaking like a scared dog, she takes the time to look about. There he is her not-so-shinning knight. "Erik," she calls as she gives him no choice but to jump into his arms.
His hand on her shoulder calms her. As he speaks her face takes on a sober look. "Am I not more than a friend?" Lowering her chin, her face follows. "I have feelings for you," she admitted. Still shaking she looks up at him. "I was hoping we could be more."