My Sun and Stars

"When the fire died at last and the ground became cool enough to walk upon, Ser Jorah Mormont found her amidst the ashes, surrounded by blackened logs and bits of glowing ember and the burnt bones of man, woman and stallion.

She was naked, covered with soot, her clothes turned to ash, her beautiful hair all crisped away... Yet she was unhurt.
The cream-and-gold dragon was suckling at her left breast, the green-and-bronze at her right. Her arms cradled them close. The black-and-scarlet beast was draped across her shoulders, its long sinuous neck coiled under her chin. When it saw Jorah, it raised its head and looked at him with eyes as red as coals.

Wordless, the knight fell to his knees. The men of her khas came up behind him. Jhogo was the first to lay his arakh down her feet. "Blood of my blood", he murmured, pushing his face to the smoking earth. "Blood of my blood", she heard Aggo echo. "Blood of my blood ", Rakharo shouted.
And after them came her handmaids, and then the others, all the dothraki, men and women and children, and Dany had only to look at their eyes to know that they were hers now, today and tomorrow and forever,  hers as they had never been Drogo's.

As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet, her black hissed, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils. The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons."

(George R.R. Martin, Game of Thrones )

Meine Laika, die ich leider Zuhause lassen musste, ist endlich schwanger! Warum jetzt das Zitat? Ein Name muss her. Etwas episches, das das Temperament und die Kraft von Laika und den guten Stammbaum vom Deckhengst zusammenfasst. Khaleesi. Beziehungsweise der volle Titel:
Daenerys Sturmtochter aus dem Haus Targaryen, die Erste ihres Namens, Königin der Andalen und der Ersten Menschen, Khaleesi des Dothrakischen Meeres, Brecherin der Ketten und Mutter der Drachen.