Beautiful Moon
Summary: She was a child when he beheld her but in his eyes, she was the beautiful magnificent moon
She was ethereal a sight to behold. With her pale milky skin and silky hair, she reminded him of the pale divine moon gently illuminating the night.
She was young… very much so.
She was a mere child of thirteen with fear in her beautiful amethyst eyes. The khal could not find fault her in that. He was the khal of these savages and he would be her husband and lord. He was feared and respected but all he wanted was his bride to accept him.
He knew it would happen. He saw the fear, yes. But there was defiance and fire. Her eyes were of a warrior.
She was the blood of dragons and fire, of kings and conquerors but she would always remain as his beautiful moon.