001, 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒚𝒓𝒆

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It was an hour before dusk, and Alyna Velaryon was still in the dragonpit. Rhaenyra Targaryen was worried about her child, but her husband Laenor Velaryon wasn't worried whatsoever. "Laenor, seeing as you are their father, I expect you to bring Alyna here before dusk."

Laenor nodded, he wanted to obey his wife. After all, she is the mother of his three children. He walked out of the room, and to the dragonpit.

~

Alyna Velaryon, twelve, rides her she-dragon as though it were her destiny. Her she-name dragon's was Moonfyre. She had been bonded with this she-dragon since she was a youngster. She had pale blue scales, as well as blue eyes and was called 'The Everlasting Fire' when they first saw Alyna as well as her dragon together.

"Be gentle with Moonfyre, she's protective of me," Alyna teased as she walked away from the dragon keepers. Laenor glanced at his daughter, her silver-white locks and purple eyes, but rather she resembled Rhaenyra more so than Laenor.

Alyna smiled at the sight of her father, and bowed. She wore a blue aristocrat vest over a white blouse and blue trousers with a black coat over it. The sleeves had black fur, as if it meant something. "Father!" She smiled, and hugged him. "I miss you, little missy." He whispered and she giggled.

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