The Black and Red Dragon

Chapter 52: How to tame a dragon part 2

~ Daenerys Targaryen ~

I am currently discussing something with Ser Barristan. I was not really paying attention. Visenya has been busy with finding a solution about how to control my dragons. I am really touched by how dedicated she is to solving my problems. I do worry she will put my well-being above her own. She has proven that she will do almost anything and she already proposed to use her visions. I do not want to use those visions. It is too huge of a risk. There is a chance I will lose her and I won't allow that.

"Your Grace, are you listening?" I hear Barristan ask. "Hmm? Sorry, I was not paying attention," I admitted. "Is it about Visenya?" He asks. I sigh. "Yes, she is doing everything she can to find a way to help me with my dragons. I worry she will do something reckless." He nods. "She is really dedicated to you and wants the best for you. You are lucky to have her," he says. I smile widely at that. "I really am. Is it okay if we discuss this at a later time? I want to see how she is doing," I ask. "Of course, please thank Visenya for the sword. I really am grateful for it," he says while standing up from his seat. "I will. Thank you, Ser," I say. He nods and leaves.

I make my way to the library. She spends most of her time there in the hope to find something about the Dragonriders. She already said that there is barely any information to be found. I walk into the library and try to find her. After a few minutes, I notice she is not there. Where is she? I did notice that Irri was here reading some books. She is spending more and more time here. I wonder why that is. "Irri? Do you know where Visenya is?" I ask. She looks up and gives me a polite bow. "Last I saw her, she was going to your room, Khaleesi." I nod. "Thank you, Irri."

I walk to the room of me and Visenya hoping to find Visenya there. When I am close to the room I stop. The air contains a weird smell. It smells like someone is burning some kind of... herb? Why herbs? I smell it again it does calm me down a bit and it helps me think more clearly. I frown. "Herbs... and they help with..." I feel my eyes widen in shock. "No..."

I rush into the room to see what is happening. I find Visenya sitting surrounded by candles and a bowl that is burning some kind of herb. "Visenya! What are you doing?" I yell at her. I don't hear her respond. A feeling of dread starts to fill me. I rush towards her to see if she is okay.

When I look at her face, it is covered in sweat and her irises contain a grey color that is swimming in it. "You didn't..." I say in disbelieve. I look more closely at her and I notice that she is struggling. Her breathing is fast and she is shaking. She is losing control. I curse at her recklessness. I quickly take her hands in mine and start concentrating to help her. I have no clue what I should do, but I will not lose her.

When I focus I feel the torrents of magic going through Visenya. I feel her trying to control the streams of magic, but is failing. I focus and start helping her in guiding the magic. The amount I feel is overwhelming. It seems the vision she forced on herself is huge. I push harder against the multiple streams and feel them stabilising. I sense that Visenya is starting to shake even harder. The vision is probably intense. I start to grind my teeth. I can't keep this up for long. The magic is starting to fight back and it takes all of my strength to keep it in place.

I glance at Visenya briefly and see that her irises are fully grey and flashes of white can be seen. "Visenya... I can't...keep this up," I say through grinding teeth. Minutes are passing by and I feel my control on the magic slipping. Another minute passes. I feel the magic slowly returning to normal levels and soon I let go. I fall back and breathe heavily.

"Visenya?" No response. I look at her and see her laying on the ground. It seems she is sleeping. "When you wake up I will... I will probably hug you..." I say to her through heavy breaths.

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The magic that this vision brings is overwhelming. I cannot control it and it starts to go out of control. It is painful and the pressure I feel is huge. Before it could go completely out of control, I feel something else. It is a calming force and pushes the magic into place. Daenerys, it must be. At the moment that the magic is correctly aligned, I feel the full force of the vision hit me.

I feel strong winds hitting my body. The air is colder than normal. When I look around it seems I am high up in the air. How am I flying? I look down and I am sitting on a dragon! I start to panic. "Calm yourself. The dragon is bound to one rider at a time. If you are losing control of yourself, you will lose control over your dragon," I hear a voice from behind me say. I turn to see who it is. The man clearly looks like a Targaryen, but I have no clue who it is. I feel myself calming down as I look at him.

"Good. Dragons will follow your command if you tell it to them, but this can only truly be achieved through training and those that have the Dragon blood. You need to trust the dragon and the dragon needs to trust you. A bond must be forged. Do you understand?" The man says. I can only nod in response. This is such a thrill and an adrenaline rush. Flying a dragon is so freeing. The man begins to smile. "Visenya, your partner can't keep this connection up. You must let go," the man says. I look in surprise at the man. "What? This is not a vision?" I ask in disbelieve. "No, you called me here. You must let go now or you will die," he says. "How do I do that?" I ask. "How should I know? I can conquer Westeros, but this is beyond me," he says.

How to go back? Such a simple question and the answer is eluding me. Wait, I called him here? Perhaps I can force him away? I try to push it away only to be met with heavy resistance. The magic is barely budging. As I am trying to push this vision-like experience away, I hear a voice. It is distant but I know it is from Daenerys. "Visenya... I can't... keep this up." I hear her say. "It seems your partner cares deeply for you," I hear the man say. "She does and I care about her. I need to get back," I proclaim. He smiles. I start to push everything away with as much force as I can muster.

Everything starts to go away and I feel myself drifting upwards. Towards Daenerys. I slowly open my eyes and I see an exhausted Daenerys. I smile, but I soon feel myself collapsing from exhaustion.