Skies Above Dragonstone
132 AC
There's a storm. Silverwing crooned anxiously. We could get hurt, Laela.
You're fine, Silverwing. I'm smaller then you and I could get killed! Tyraxes freaked out.
The mount of Prince Aemon had hatched in 100 AC from a clutch of eggs laid by Vhagar, making her thirty two years old but much smaller then Vhagar, Vermithor, Silverwing, the Cannibal, Caraxes, Meleys, and Syrax.
That meant depending on how bad the storm was, it could prove very deadly to Tyraxes.
Tyraxes had black scales, black wing membranes, and copper horns, spines, claws, and eyes. Her flames were black with copper streaks.
"Aemon! Follow me once we hit the storm. This one looks really bad." she yelled.
Aemon nodded and Laura, who was coming with them, held onto her betrothed tighter. "Don't worry, she won't let us fall." Aemon murmured comfortingly.
Laela glanced back at the other messengers, her light violet eyes scanning the messengers.
Alyssia and Baelor flew in the direction of Highgarden atop their dragons. Skyseer for Alyssia and Baelor tamed and claimed the Cannibal, who was renamed Morghul.
How Baelor had done it would be the mystery of the ages. But Morghul was devoted to Baelor, fond of Alyssia, and the mate of Skyseer; if the duo ran into Daeron and Tessarion they could easily deal with the youngest child of the Young King.
Shaera, Aelyx, Aemma, and Rhaena flew north. They would split up at the Eyrie.
Aelyx flew on Vermithor and Shaera was on Grey Ghost. Rhaena rode the black and dark sapphire scaled Nightfall, the smallest of the four dragons heading north, while Aemma rode her dragon Aegarax.
Aegarax was the son of Meleys who hatched in 100 AC. He had ruby scales, golden eyes, dark red wing membranes, bronze horns, spines, and claws.
Baela had thrown a fit when she learned her younger sisters were leaving and she wasn't. But Daemon and Laela put their foot down and didn't let Baela join.
The eldest of the Dragon Triplets was the most like Daemon in the terms of personality: fiery, hot tempered, and willful. Alyssia was the most like Laela in personality: calm, calculating, and charming.
Rhaena was a mix of Daemon and Laela: she could be willful and fiery at some times but calm and calculating at others. But she was also plucky and had a spine of steel and iron core that made her impossible to move around.
"Storm's End, here we come." the White Dragon muttered and Silverwing flew into the storm.
That is today's chapter. I hope you have all enjoyed it!
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