The Fire That Burns Within US - Aemond Targaryen

We Are The Same. Scarred And Beautiful.

134 AC - Kings Landing

Aemond takes a step back from Ser Cristions sword and he counters the sword with his own. His long white hair is pulled back all into a bun, keeping it from blocking his eye, he wears his eye patch so the lady of the court that had come to watch the men train would not get scarred, and he wears all black. Aemond thinks of how he wants to cut Ser Cristion down, how he should kill him for the insult that he said about Visenya, and how the knight is corrupt. But Aemond knows that he can't do that. That if he were to then his mother would make sure he never saw her again, that she would lock away Vhagar and lock the prince back into his room.

The screams of the ladies and some of the men training take Aemond gaze away from Ser Cristion. The sky goes dark and Aemond looks up to the sky. The dragon that flies over the Red Keep is big.

There is only one dragon beside Vhagar that is that big.

Morghon.

If he is here then that means so is she.

She finally come back to him.

Aemond drops his sword onto the ground, running to the walls that overlook the city. He needs to see her, even if it is just for a moment. As Aemond watches the Morghon fly to the dragonpit he tries to see her hair which should be in contrast to Morghon's scales but he can't see her. All that he sees is a man on Morghon's back, with black hair and broad shoulders with a cloak that bears an unknown house sigil on him.

Where is she?

Why is there someone else flying Morghon?

No one should be able to fly him as long as she is alive. He knows Morghon, knows how protective he is over her, and knows how much he hates people besides her.

Where is she?

– – Benijcot holds onto Visenya for dear life. It seems that both she and her dragon thought it was funny to scare him by doing steep dives in the air or Visenya letting go of the saddle and trying to stand up on the dragon, claiming that it was the perfectly safe and worst case she falls. But the long trip from the Riverlands to King's Landing had its moments, the views were unlike another he has ever seen. And as Visenya flew over the Red Keep and around King's Landing Ben thought that he would not mind going on more dragon back rides.

Benijcot was used to the Riverlands and the simple beauty of it. While the castle is beautiful, they are nothing compared to the Red Keep. To him, the only castle that rivals it is Winterfell, where his sister has taken Lord Cregan Stark as her husband. But the dragonpit. The dragonpit emits a power that Ben had only felt when he first met Visenya and Morghon, and as he looks at the kingdom that house Targaryen has built he knows that Visenya had only begun her journey of greatness and that he wants to be there alongside her for all of it.

Morghon lands on the outskirts of the dragonpit and the dragon keepers stare at him. A young dragon that had spent his first years living in the dragonpit has now grown, just like his rider Morghon has scars from battle. One notable wound that the dragon had gotten was a scorpion arrow to his shoulder, when Visenya had learned of the injury she had made sure that he did not fly anywhere close to the islands and that Ben use some of the old gods' magic to heal him. Morghon is Visenyas baby. The dragon looks like his namesake. He looks like the embodiment of death.

"Hrafn you need to get off before me," Visenya looks behind her shoulder as she tells Ben to get off. "I do not know how Morghon will react with only you on him,"

Ben looks at Visenya like she has just asked him to cut off his own leg, he looks away from her and at the steep drop that he would have to make to get off. Morghon slowly lowers himself as much as he can to the ground for the soon-to-be knight, gently leaning closer to one side.