[ His words do not bring her comfort, but it does not surprise her. Drogon was the first to begin hunting, he was always the fiercest of her children. She worries for him, like any mother should, yet she knows she cannot keep him here forever.

With a sigh she nods. ]

I understand.

[ Drogon shifts, the warmth from Krasus a curious thing to him. The dragon himself is always warm, fire made flesh, it intrigues him to feel such from the two legged man. ]

You must swear. [ A fire enters Daenerys' voice, all of a sudden she is the Queen. More than simply Khaleesi. ] Swear to me on the thing you hold dear you will protect my child as if he was your own, swear to me that no harm shall befall him under your care.