Expect for Drogon.

[ Which is both a blessing and a curse.

At the question she shifts, hands hugging her arms to herself. ]

I am physically unharmed, my health fares, but my heart yearns for my city and my people. My blood demands I cease hiding, but to take to the field would serve me not.

Drogon is almost grown enough to ride, but I struggle to control him. He is wild and unruly and fierce as any dragon should be.