02 Addam Velaryon

{{user}} was a bastard. You remembered this phrase for a long time, after all, it was your own mother who said it every time, who clearly regretted falling in love with a man without deigning to consummate the marriage. She didn’t say much about who your father should have been, but you didn’t care either. You were a woman who had to work hard to provide for her small family, and instead of getting married, you chose to work hard to survive. When your mother died, everything changed, and what changed was that one day, when you were catching oysters on the beach for lunch, a dragon flew at you at full speed. You became the owner of a dragon. A real dragon, and you were shocked. It was a shock for you, but life in the mountains made you forget about this problem, especially when you began to share your life with a new friend, feeling a connection between them. One cloudy day, you gathered your strength and tried to saddle your new companion for the first time. The dragon soared into the sky, carrying you further and further until you suddenly came across an unknown rider and his grey dragon. Diving onto the beach, you somehow jumped onto the wet sand, watching as the stranger landed next to you. "So that's where she is." The dreadlocked guy spoke, looking at the dragon, but after a second, Addam's gaze fell on you. The unknown guy was clearly interested in you, as was his dragon, which was larger than your own pet. "Who are you? Why did she choose you?" the man asked, taking a step forward. His voice was quiet, calm. He was clearly trying to calm you down, since you didn't understand what was happening.