My body shivered and the back of my mind screamed loudly. It was as if the live snake in my head was back, slithering around and whispering into my ears continuously.
It's voice only got louder.
'Run....run....run....run...'
Ser Joe Mary told me that, this is completely normal. Usually, when people are at sea for the first time, their bodies can not handle it and I was someone who had never left the four walls of the Red Keep.
However, I begged to differ. One thing I have learned is that my senses are different compared to normal people.
My sixth sense has strengthened as well. The sixth sense is, instinct and at the moment it is telling me to run to land as soon as possible.
However, too late... I am surrounded by ocean from all four sides. Due to this, I am sitting in the utmost middle of the deck where I can not even smell the sea.
Just the thought of letting salt water or being near it terrified me. Brrr... I am never going close.
"MY PRINCE!!!!" Ser Joe screamed as he rushed to my side with a beam on his visage.
"Dragonstone is in view, we are almost there."
I looked at him irritated. Nausea is eroding me but nothing comes out due to my constitution.
"Ver-ry w-well." I nodded at the night, standing up lightly and sitting back, groaning a little. Blood could probably help me evade this weakness.
My eyes were set on the horizon. We finally were reaching Dragonstone. I would not be able to handle this migraine any longer and would probably go berserk like last time if it took any more time.
Dragonstone finally came into view and moments later, the ship anchored to it's side. I climbed down the wooden stairs to the can't ground.
The moment my foot touched the sand, a lot of my nausea disappeared and a lot of clarity struck me.
Smiling softly I turned to look at my maid who had been helping me out.
The girl smiled lightly, a cheerful smile after many days. Patting her head lightly, I followed Ser Joe and Ser Harrold who was ordered by the King to accompany me.
After a short walk, we finally reached the castle built on the cliff. Walking through it was like walking through a fairy tale. Everything was so beautiful.
I did not know what to say, seeing such a place for the first time. The road to the top was probably the best design I had ever seen.
With it, I could see most of the horizon. No wonder my ancestors used this as their foothold. This place really is beautiful.
We entered the castle and walked toward the throne room.
As we arrived, I looked around the great hall. It was filled with people. A lot of them were servants, maids, and guards.... a few maesters as well.
Upon seeing me, all of them bowed. It seems news about me got to Dragonstone. They bowed upon seeing my presence.
They all said "your grace" to me. I nodded at them before approaching my Dragonstone Throne.
Sitting on it and upon further inspection. It was pretty comfortable at least so when compared to the Iron Throne, there were no thorns or broken swords hammering out.
"Hmmm." I nodded and stood up. While it is fun to sit on chairs and look over subjects, I need to claim my dragon fast and if possible leave for Driftmark at the earliest.
"Ser Joe, Ser Harrold. Take me to the entrance." As my words resounded, everyone fell into silence before resuming their duties.
Ser Harrold nodded as he came closer.
"Your prince, are you sure? Claiming dragons without riders, especially the wild ones... is pretty dangerous."
I glanced at him, shaking my head.
"Do not doubt me, Ser Harrold. Your future king will prevail." He nodded, looking a little satisfied.
I got off from the throne and followed Ser Harrold as he lead me toward the dungeons. Upon reaching the entrance I stopped him.
"Ser Harrold. The next time you see me, I will show you fire and blood." A small smirk formed on my face.
Ser Harrold nodded, "I wish for the prince's success." Ser Joe Mary too nodded lightly, flashing a smile.
I looked at both of them and then away. Stepping into the edge of darkness with nothing but a torch.
As I walked inside, I could see some Targeryan inscriptions on the wall. Closing my eyes, I began to hum a song softly speaking in high valyrian in between.
I could feel two massive presences already. Walking forward, I stood straight with the fire in front.
A soft roar resounded from the darkness... then suddenly-
A huge flame burst inside, filling the entire room with smoke and ashes, making the air more deprived of oxygen.
A beautiful dragon with a bronze scale could be seen.
"Gīda ilagon, Vermithor," I spoke calmly.
"Shijetra nyke syt aōha ēdrugon." I apologized to the dragon for disturbing his sleep, and in return, I got a heavy silence as I could feel his body slithering back.
Shaking my head, I descended further downwards. Vermithor is a great dragon, one of the best. However, he is not ready yet. If he wants to rest, then I will let him
For now... I know who I will claim. Walking deeper into the caves and steeper in-depth, the flame on the stake flickered low.
Closing my eyes, I let my blood energy flow rampant, the flickers exploded on the wood as I inhaled the intense warm energy flowing in the cave.
I was not sure what it was but very potent. It interfered with my energy and made it stronger, making me lose control of it in surprise.
The conjured flames exploded in energy, filling the entire room with a roaring fire. However, that still was not enough to light up the darkness further below.
The flames splashed against the walls. Looking at the sight, I could see the outlines of many dragon skeletons.
A frown marred my face as I took a step forward, peeking into the abyss. However, all I found in return was a horrifying set of viridescent eyes that reflected me.
Gulping my saliva, I considered heading back but that would be an embarrassment and shame to my House.
Especially after my boasts.
Hence I strengthened my will and pierced forward... before I realized it, massive emerald green flames shot bright, in front, engulfing me entirely.