Ouroboros Spine sons of salt and sea

i like it. he declares after a moment, offering a boyish grin. though! she could call him whatever she wished and he'd not only answer to it but like it, so wrapped 'round her dainty paw as he irrevocably was!

and how quickly it had happened!

aye, rhaegal rumbles in agreement to her inquiry. though, i speak a few. there are two main languages of the islands. isletongue and salttongue. ...and the language of my mother. valyrian, she called it. which sounded smooth rolling off his lips, more silvery and flowing, compared to salttongue and isletongue which felt more harsh and guttural.

a moment of thought and then his own question, sheepish, perhaps, and what of yer language? will ye teach me?