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(With all of the apologies lately, Daenerys is going to prove to be quite different from the rest. She, for the most part, is looking content, watching something - someone, actually - dipping and diving over her head.)

I was informed that I may acquire wings in time. How might I go about earning them quicker?

(She has long held onto the dream of flight. Now that dream has become a ravenous craving and the young queen longs for it.)

I fall under the control of the Sanguis moon. I had talons, scales, fangs, but sadly I was grounded.

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[The voice that responds sounds more amused than impressed.]

Mother..of dragons? Do you mean that literally? I have never heard of....well, I suppose that is not important. However, I should specify, I am not talking figuratively. Tell me, do you know what a vampire is? It feels an odd question to ask, but I have met people here who have lacked this knowledge.

Yes. (They said, when she gave birth to her son, he had the wings and scales of a dragon. But the title originates from her three living sons who were hatched in Khal Drogo's pyre.) I cannot say I have heard of them.

Yes? I must say, that is not the response I was expecting. I had expected it to merely metaphorical. But enough of that. You do not have my kind where you are from? This is not the first time I have experienced this. Or perhaps the ones in your world are merely good at living among the human populace? But this is of no real importance.

[There is a little bit of obvious pride in her voice as she continues.]

As for what a vampire is, we are beings that own the night. Though a few of us, myself for instance, are born this way, most are former humans we have given our blessings to. The most capable of humanity can only hope to obtain a fraction of the power an elder vampire is capable of.

[She speaks with an amused tone.]

Though the wings are less like those of a dragon, and more akin to those of a bat, I am afraid.

There is much of my world I have not seen. They could have existed in the past too. (Since magic can do a variety of awful things, she wouldn't be shocked.)

What do you mean when you say you "own the night"? (Bat wings are not what she is seeking, however releasing her humanity could be a way to be done with her pain. Is she willing to run that far?)

Would my son recognize me? Or would my scent change?

It is quite simple, my dear lady. A vampire is a creature of darkness. We are at home in the shadows, and do not venture out under the light of the daytime sun. In exchange for giving up the day, a vampire has absolute control within the veil of night. We have superior strength, superior speed, superior ability with the arcane arts, and unending life. Though I may sound younger then you, I have lived for centuries and will live centuries more after you have withered and turned to dust.

[Now the pride in her tone is impossible to miss. This is apparently a topic she loves to speak about.]

As for your question, I cannot truly say. I have never had the scent of a human, I was born this way.

What of fire? Are you immune to it? (Losing what she has for immortality would be a poor exchange in her opinion.) It can't be easy to live for so long. Are you ever lonely? There could come a day when you are the last on an empty world.

In my years, I have had limbs removed. I have been stabbed through the chest. I have been assaulted with fire, both natural and mystical. My body is nearly impossible to destroy. That said I am not 'immune' to it, per se, it merely cannot inflict any lasting damage to me. As for your other question...

[Her tone shifts from prideful to serious.]

I will not lie. Sometimes, knowing they will simply leave my life one day makes it difficult to truly care for people. Furthermore, it can make it difficult to even understand them. Such frail and easily slain people, who will be gone in the blink of an eye. I find I can no longer entirely understand what motivates them. But I am not lonely. There are other long-lived beings aside from vampires. I seek my friends among them.

I am immune to fire, but not to knives, daggers or swords. Losing a limb or two would likely kill me too. (Maybe that is a kindness, however, depending on the situation.) Did those wounds not disturb you?

(Insanity is an issue with her and her kin. If pain worsened such weaknesses, that would not be a life she wished to live.)

Are your long-lived friends present? This is the only world in which I still live, you see.

Only one such friend shares this world with me, I am afraid. As for those injuries, it is not as if I did not feel them happening to me. I am not the sort of person who takes some manner of twisted enjoyment from pain, so I cannot much claim I enjoyed them, either. But after hundreds of years you grow used to it. The feeling of such injury begins to feel mild. Eventually, you just grow used to it.

[She is silent for a few moments, to let all she'd said sink in.]

So now it should become obvious why I say it is a price most would not enjoy. Though if it is merely flight, and not actual wings, you wish, that is much easier accomplished with a simple flight spell. It is difficult to find someone that cannot soar through the sky where I was living before this world had the audacity to drag me into it.

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