My brother, and my cousin. You may see them about the forge, or... well. My brother is quite distinctive, and you will likely have seen or will see him around.
[Text] >.> Maedhros is always out when she's around. :D
[Family. He has blood relatives here and, from what she has heard, he is ancient. Daenerys is envious and curious.] Khadgar told me of you; he did not mention you had family. Are you glad for their presence?
how convient XD Mags is gonna tease big bro that he's scared of the lil human lass
Six! That is a remarkable number. I would have had seven if all of the babes survived. Myself and my two brothers were alone until they too passed. I am all that is left.
Family is precious; irreplaceable. I have sought it elsewhere and been unsuccessful. [Besides it's dangerous for her to have those attachments.] I refuse to be lonely; there is too much to do.
To love is dangerous. Those I love can be used against me; I could perish fighting for them or their honor. I cannot be a distracted ruler. I want to give my people my full attention.
Love always is. To love is to be vulnerable. But that is also it's strength. Love can save, young one. Never forget that. It can take the broken and build them up, as easily as it can tear down. There are few things stronger than love in the end, for without Love there can be no Hope.
Then I choose to love the Seven Kingdoms. I choose to love everyone equally and to not favor one over another. [She will not follow in the footsteps of either brother and she certainly will not be supposedly mad like her father.] Even my Dragons will not be treated with special favors - except when they have need of me.
I am their Master insomuch as one can be. I have raised them since they hatched; I was there when they took their first breaths in the fire. I respect their strength, their independence, but I am their mother.
That you know of. I told you they were cunning. But my kin have fought the Enemy and all His weapons - including them - for a long, long time. And we do not forget the Battle of Sudden Flame, when Glaurung the Golden issued forth in his strength and burned out fields, entrapping the unwary in his eyes. My people died there, unable to run, held by his gaze. I do not forget, nor do I forgive.
I am sorry for your loss. This Enemy you speak of: was he related to Dragons? My family is said to have the blood of Dragons in our veins; thus why we can ride them and understand them. If your Glaurung the Golden was before me, I might be able to lead him away from your people.
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