Dunk and Aerion
Added 2020-08-11 03:37:27 +0000 UTCThe prince had all but ceased to struggle. His eyes were purple and full of terror. Dunk had a sudden urge to grab one and pop it like a grape between two steel fingers, but that would not be knightly. “YIELD!” he shouted.
“I yield,” the dragon whispered, pale lips barely moving.
Very messy but??? Promising. I hope I can finish this at some point soon!
