Who: Daenerys and Aziraphale
What: Meeting
Where: Library
When: Late Afternoon the 24th
Status: Closed and Ongoing
Warnings: None
Even though her arm was still hurting, Daenerys was excited over her three dragon eggs. She got them, so in her mind, they should hatch. Since Drogon's arrival, she'd played the different scenarios having a large dragon would entail. Of course, he wouldn't be massive when he was born, but he would grow. She vacillated back and forth about the pros and cons of his hatching. Now she had all three. They would be three times the trouble. Deciding not to think about it now, shaking her head to remove the cobwebs of doubt she was on a mission. At this moment she was the happiest she'd ever been. Khalessi wasn't going to let the seeds of doubt dampen her mood.
Wearing one of the dresses she'd cut off for running, she decided to go to the library to pick out books on dragons to understand the concerns of the others. It didn't take her long to get to the room of knowledge, as she called it. She'd taken a pain pill before she left her room. It was finally kicking in. Breathing a sigh of relief, she opened the door. It had an otherworldly creak as she opened it.
As soon as she got there, she knew something was different. First of all her ghostly friend wasn't there to greet her. Something was off about the place. Hearing some noise, she went over to check out the stack where the sound was born.
A white-haired man, a rather genial looking man stood there. "Oh, hello," she said greeting him. Purple eyes scanned him to see if he were friend or foe.