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113 AC
Kingslanding
Aemma Arryn
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I can't help but notice the send-off seems almost like a celebration for some, Viserys looks saddened but a few around him can't even bother to hide their smiles. I have no idea what that is about but it gives me an odd feeling stirring in my belly as I rack my fingers over the snout of Dreamfyre.
"I will assist you, my Queen." I nod at Lord Strong's Son who is going to help me get Visenya onto the back of Dreamfyre.
Heading for the ladder rope I begin my own climb up feeling more limber than I ever thought I could ever be. Each foothold higher makes me feel freer before I grab the handles to the front of the saddle and pull myself up. I already have my abundant saddle bags packed and ready to do, only Visenya's seat is empty, and the little 'cage'.
Looking down I spot my Daughter in a basket designed just for this purpose and after all the flights Visenya is more than aware of what is going on. She remains motionless as Lord Strong pulls the rope that goes up and around the handle to the saddle beside my hand. I make sure it stays nice and secure as my Daughter gets closer until I can grab her.
Pulling her up she immediately starts looking around unafraid of the height making me smile as I turn to put her in her little seat. The straps go over and one even goes under and around her like a belt to make sure she is snug.
"Where did that little troublemaker get off to?" I ask as I look around for the little albino dragon, it remains elusive making my desire to leave fire up.
But just as I want to speak up to Dreamfyre I spot the little dragon on her wing, laying on one of the white spots of the much larger dragon. I smile and shake my head before its red eyes lock with my own and it lets out a pitiful sound at being spotted.
""Come little one, we are leaving and you need to be secure"" I would let the smaller dragon fly beside us but I fear it will not be able to keep up.
It lets out another raspy screech before slowly climbing up Dreamfyre's wing and up onto the saddle Checking on Visenya it puffs some smoke in her face before crawling into the small case designed to hold it until we make it to Sunspear
I take a look down toward the gathered crowd as Dreamfyre rises up lifting her chest from the ground without me even needing to say anything. She shakes her head a bit causing some dust to fall from where her neck was against the ground. The beautiful dragon does not like her scales to be covered in anything if she can help it and I don't judge her for it. She is a sight for the eyes and any dirt trying to mar her visage should be removed.
""Let's fly!"" I command and get a sweet trill in response before Dreamfyre charges forward without any visual warning nearly knocking over one of the Kingsguard.
I chuckle along with my Daughter who is just happy to be taking to the sky once more unaware of why I am laughing with her. Warmth and excitement fill my chest instead of the hesitation and fear I would have thought doing something like this would have given me months ago. Freedom by the way of the wings of a dragon is something no one can prepare you for and words can hardly describe it.
Pulling the reins I guide Dreamfyre south and pray that I can find my way before nightfall or all my joy will turn to sorrow.
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113 AC
Sunspear
Rhaenyra Targaryen
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"The Rave made it." I say one more time hoping for more reassurance from my Husband and am glad to have it as his hands ghost around my hips as he embraces me from behind.
"She will be fine, Dreamfyre is more fierce than people are willing to give her credit for." He rubs the side of his face against mine as he holds me, my eyes hunting the sky for a dragon through the window.
We are in the tallest tower around, its gold-capped tip likely shining brightly from a long distance away. My heart still feels heavy knowing a dragon is far faster than a Raven yet the bird beat my Mother here. My Father sent word of my mother's departure and now I am worried she might have gotten lost.
"Let's walk around some more and maybe work up a hunger with a feast being prepared, I am certain she will arrive soon." I nod slowly as I turn around in Daerons arms and look up into his eyes.
"If she is not here in an hour we will go looking for her." He smiles and nods before ducking his head down and kissing my brow.
"We will." He responds before his eyes leave my own to search the sky one last time as he tugs me toward the stairs.
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Watching Daeron climb up the side of Dreamfyre even with the blue dragon letting a small hiss out at his brazen behavior I can't help but smile. Daeron fears no dragon, something that was required to tame his own, and it's always humorous to see. He quickly makes it to the saddle to help my Mother unload everything she brought and herself.
"It is nice to see you again, Queen Aemma." My good Father greets as my Mother makes her way down the rope ladder with Daerons assistance. "A room is prepared for you and your Daughter, along with a meal soon to be set out but if you would rather eat in privacy it is understandable." My Mother gets her feet under her and turns with a smile that almost makes her look like she glowing like a star.
"I would love to eat with all of you, I would prefer to wash up before the meal and clean Visenya as well. But it would be a delight to enjoy my first meal out of Kingslanding in such a long time with my family." The Lord of Sunspear nods in agreement before waving to some of the guards to help Daeron, though they are hesitant to get close to the unfamiliar dragon.
Visenyas white dragon takes flight from the back of Dreamfyre with a mighty screech and is soon set upon by Balerion. Balerion bellows an equally loud screech as he dives down from one of the towers with his claws spread wide. The yard goes silent as the two dragons dance before our eyes with small gouts of flame and screeches like steel on stone.
""Stop or I will eat you!"" Daeron shouts from the back of Dreamfyre, the She Dragon herself watching the sight with great interest in her light blue eyes.
But Balerion calms fearing the words of his rider's Father, Daeron bit down on the dragon when it was just a hatchling upon its tail. He was playing with it and it snipped him on the arm so he snipped it upon its tail and since then it has not used its teeth on anything but food.
Soon chests and saddle bags are lowered from Dreamfyres back and then Daeron follows the last one with Visenya held with one arm. I wait no longer and embraced my Mother after seeing the two dragons would no longer fight.
"I missed you." She whispers beside my ear and I nod feeling her put off love like a fire puts off heat.
"I missed you as well." She hums and I feel like embracing her until the sun is rising again, but Aegon would not have it that way.
"My word, he certainly has gotten bigger." I am set aside as my Mother makes her way to scoop Aegon up into her arms. "What is this?" She asks as she leans over to pull Aegon out of the walker he is in love with.
"It is to help him start building some leg muscles." I hear my Good Mother answer as I turn to see my Husband carrying my Sister with a grin on his face.
"She got big." I roll my eyes hearing him say the same thing as my Mother but about a different 'babe'.
"She did." I reach out and tickle Visenya on the stomach causing her to giggle showing off far more teeth than I remember. "Seems she got most of her teeth to grow in." I place my hands on either side of her face pulling her cheeks with my thumbs but being careful not to put them in her mouth.
It is foolish to put your fingers in a dragon's mouth after all.
"Let's get her cleaned up while my Mother tends to herself, they both stink of Dragon." Dreamfyre blows smoke at me as I turn to escape the dragon's 'attack' for fear of smelling like a dragon myself.
""Its fine Dreamfyre, you smell better than most dragons."" His appeasement misses the mark as he is hit with a second attack of smoke from the She Dragon before she turns to leave.
Guards scamper back as Dreamfyre pushes off the ground and screeches loudly, a faraway screech answers her call. I smile knowing Syrax is the source of the faraway response and I wonder if the two She Dragons will spend some time together. I look forward to hearing one more of the pools at the Water Gardens got destroyed when Syrax shows Dreamfyre how to make them bigger so a dragon can fit.
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113 AC
Kingslanding
Daemon Targaryen
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Waking up covered in sweat I almost growl like a beast as hot rage flows through my veins.
"Damn demon, I will best you yet." On this night I managed to escape the woods in my dream with that freak chasing behind me.
I would cut it to pieces regardless of its size if only I had my blade with me, but the foul creature only visits when I am unarmed. I will see its head roll and my Blood Wyrm feast upon its corpse for all the sleepless nights it sets upon me. Its blood will flow and I will cherish the sight as it stains the snow... my room has snow in it again.
Standing up I walk to the fire grate and put a few more pieces of wood on it before reaching for the weak embers. Lifting the barely red ember up I set it on top of one of the sappy parts of the small cut log as I sit on the still-warm stone. The fireplace has been burning every night for weeks and the servants are starting to give me strange looks. The middle of summer and I am burning more wood than someone does in Winter.
But it lets me sleep a little longer and that is all I care about.
Leaning my bare body upon the stones of the fireplace I relax as my mind goes back to my nightly visitor. Whatever it is I will slay it soon, I can't even have whores come into my room lest they freeze to death. I only manage to survive the onslaught of the winter's nightmare because of my fiery hot dragon's blood. But no more will be tolerated, I head to Dragonstone once more in the morn.
Try and visit me while I rest in the Dragonmont you damn demon, I will see you bake alive and turn to ash.