As Gelior opened his giant Jaws a nauseating smell of sulfur and blood spread throughout the cave which now with the light from Geliors maw was lit up I could see bones and burn marks but more importantly I saw travel bags on his back worn out but still intact most likely to do with them being made of dragon leather
I could hardly contain my excitement for what they might contain, then I realised they were on top of a dragon almost as big as balerion, a unclaimed dragon who was currently in the process of deciding if he wanted roasted Valyrian.
When I got back to my senses I quickly scrambled out of the way of the beasts golden flames, which i was luckily quick enough to be able to dodge thanks to the training I put myself through.
After my close call with death I got back on my feet and screamed at the top of my voice lykiri Gelior lykiri dohaeragon gelior dohaeragon. Surprisingly Gelior instead of burning me to a crisp lowerd his mighty head and gently touched my hand then he lowerd his long neck as to invite me into his saddle.
When I finished scrambling up his neck which was very embarrassing I fell twice luckily not from a high height, I marveled at the intricate workmanship of the Valyrians the saddle was made with silver dragon leather lined with gold but it seemed different if I had to guess it was a mineral similar to Valyrian steel so I decided to start calling it valyrian gold.
When I'd fastend my self to the saddle Gelior lumberd out of the cave and into the shocked eyes of the king and my father while my uncle aemon looked angry or more annoyed I guess it had with wanting Gelior for Rhaenys.
As all of Gelior body left the cave I yelled from the top of my lungs "sōvegon Gelior" and fly he did with a few strides of his legs and three flaps of his wings he soured into the sky letting out a beastly roar that I'm pretty sure shook dragonstone keep.