[ Daenerys keeps her lips tense together, as if trying to keep any stray flames creeping up her throat. Who would have thought breathing fire was a serious concern when nervous?
When Percy closes the distance, she's left lowering her hands with the scrolls. ]
It's... fine, I suppose. I was hoping to be discreet, but seems the fates are unkind in that regard. [ A huff. ] My hope was bring these to Aefenglom to find a translator.
[ Little did she know spells would do the trick. ]
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When Percy closes the distance, she's left lowering her hands with the scrolls. ]
It's... fine, I suppose. I was hoping to be discreet, but seems the fates are unkind in that regard. [ A huff. ] My hope was bring these to Aefenglom to find a translator.
[ Little did she know spells would do the trick. ]