𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽𝚂 || 𝚁𝙷𝙰𝙴𝙽𝚈𝚁𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙰𝚁𝚈𝙴𝙽

𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙄𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙀

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°•°•"𝔜ou wish to see me father?" rhaenyra stiffly answered as she looked around the catacombs where the head of balerion the black dread laid , it was the largest thing rhaenyra has ever seen as she always wondered what the black dread himself looked like when riding his days out with her ancestor ,king aegon targaryen first of his name°•°•

°•°• viserys took a good look at his daughter as he saw alot of similarities she shared with his late wife and that alone made him want to sob with pain "balerion was the last living creature to have seen old valyria before the doom" the king spoke as he turnt his violet eyes to the head of this monstrous beast "its greatness and its flaws..." °•°•

°•°• he looked to rhaenyra again "when you look at dragons...who do you see?" rhaenyra snapped her eyes to him as she gave him an incredulous look "what?" she asked him , three weeks since her father had spoke to her "you haven't spoke to me since mother's funeral?" she shook her head in disbelief, never was she once confided in by her father since the passing of her mother as it was jaelys and her family who see to it that she was comforted and loved...not even her own father°•°•

°•°• "now you send your kingsguard down-" the princess words were cut off by the king "answer me" viserys said looking down "it is important , what do you see?" rhaenyra sighed lightly shaking her head as she looked to balerion " i suppose i see us" she said with a light shrug wanting to get his conversation over with so she could resume what she had been doing prior to this , she had been keeping her mother's jewelry to herself and took her dresses as she had her trusted handmaiden alter it to her size...a memory and a sense of comfort of aemma for rhaenyra°•°•