Enni / 19 / Finland
You are a queen,her bear said. In Westeros.”It is such a long way,”she complained.”I was tired, Jorah. I was weary of war. I wanted to rest, to laugh, to plant trees and see them grow. I am only a young girl. “No. You are the blood of the dragon.The whispering was growing fainter, as if Ser Jorah were falling farther behind. Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words. Fire and Blood, Daenerys told the swaying grass.
And one final touch, a squash ball under the armpit. Apply enough pressure and it momentarily cuts off the pulse.
It is the way that has always been. The monster and the Doctor. It seems you cannot have one without the other.
Emma Stone for American Vogue, July 2012
photographed by Mario Testino