Lunarys Targaryen, First of her Name, The Rogue Princess, Lady of the Tides, Lady of Driftmark, Mother of Dragons, Protector of Old Valyria, The Bane's Majesty. ; That's what the people all around Westeros knew her for, her titles. She was loved by...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Driftmark
PRINCESS LUNARYS had still been on Dragon back of her new companion, Valerion. Due to him being so large and broad, flying upon his back was rather peaceful. Flying on Caraxes was much more hectic and full of harsher movements. Caraxes glid next to Valerion, Aerys and Urrax flew after them, screeching and roaring at another to communicate. Caraxes had tried to communicate with Valerion, screeching at the larger Dragon.
However Valerion, ignored the Bloodwyrm or gave him quiet roars as answers. Lunarys smiled at the large Dragons flying with her, she had gotten herself her own companion and two that would protect her as well, as she was their leaders own leader. Valerion glid downwards closer to the sea so that his talons dangled in the liquids. "We're getting closer to Driftmark, Eglikta Valerion," The monstrous Dragon beneath her complied.
As Valerion's wings battled against the air, he ascended back further into the air. The flapping of his wings sounded like a Dragon crashing into a castle; so heavy was the beating of his wings. The young Princess extended her arms and laid them atop the Dragon's scales underneath her, shifting her upper body forwards to lay her head atop her arms as they continued to fly across the calming sea.
meanwhile in Driftmark. . .
Lucerys, Jacaerys, Baela and Rhaena had found themselves in the hall of Driftmark, Lord Corlys and Rhaenys Targaryen stood by Baela and Rhaena. Daemon and Rhaenyra had quickly heard of the news and found their way to Lucerys and Jacaerys. The Heir to the iron throne immediately went ahead to check upon her second born's injuries, as well as Jacaerys before turning towards Alicent Hightower's side to stare at them.
Daemon remained himself out of the action, rather keeping an eye from the distance. Though he wondered — where was his beloved Daughter? Where was Lunarys? Perhaps she had not noticed of all that was happening, sleeping in her chambers tightly as the good little girl that Daemon had raised her to be alongside Laena Velaryon's support. The kids began to argue with another, Daemon stood afar with a smug face.
"Silence!", Viserys Targaryen demanded loudly as the room had quickly shut down from all the noises. Viserys approached his second born child slowly as his weakened state allowed him, "Aemond. I will have the truth of what happened," Aemond stared towards his father as he was approached, but remained silent. Instead of getting the answer the king had desired — his wife, Queen Alicent and his eldest child, Princess Rhaenyra began to argue about whom of the children were in the victim role.
"Vile insults were thrown at my children, their legitimacy of birth was put into question. My sons are in line to inherit the Iron throne, your Grace. This is the highest of treasons," Rhaenyra stepped up, sharply gazing at her father that was still rather flabbergasted at the fact his grandchildren's legitimately was question in a situation like this. "Over an Insult, my son lost an eye," Alicent hissed out with venom lacing in her voice.
