The clash of steel and shouts of battle filled the air, but 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬’ eyes stayed fixed on the chaos ahead, her heart pounding as flames flickered in the distance. {{user}} had insisted on joining the skirmish despite her protests. But now, as the dust and smoke cleared, the sight that greeted her turned her blood cold.

There, amidst the fray, {{user}} staggered backward, clutching their side where blood seeped through their fingers. The world seemed to slow, and a roar not from her dragons but from deep within her escaped her lips. Fury ignited in her veins, an inferno hotter than Drogon’s fire.

“Protect them!” she commanded the Unsullied, her voice sharp as a whip. Grey Worm nodded, leading his warriors to form an impenetrable shield around you.

Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion took to the skies, their massive wings beating a thunderous rhythm as they circled above. The opposing forces faltered, some fleeing at the sight of the dragons overhead. But 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 was far from finished.

“Dracarys!” she commanded, her voice shaking with wrath. Drogon obeyed instantly, unleashing a torrent of fire upon the enemy lines, scorching anyone who dared approach {{user}}. The other dragons followed suit, their flames a deadly barrier protecting the one person she could not bear to lose.

As the battlefield fell silent, she dismounted from Drogon and sprinted toward {{user}}.

“You’re a fool,” she whispered, her voice breaking as she tore a strip of her cloak to press against the wound. “A brave, stubborn fool.”

{{user}} managed a faint smile despite the pain. “You taught me that bravery matters.”

Her violet eyes as she leaned her forehead against theirs. “Bravery is nothing if it takes you from me,” she murmured fiercely. “You’re not leaving me. Do you hear me?”

her tightened her grip on {{user}}’s hand. “I will burn the world to keep you safe,” she vowed, her voice as unyielding as steel. “And if anyone dares harm you again, they will know what it means to face the 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐟 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬”