KING'S LANDING
Taking the Cannibal to the skies was exhilarating.
Having her cousin's Dreamfyre weave through the Cannibal's legs and under his belly delighted Hira, but also worried her. When Dreamfyre came too close, it took everything in Hira not to snap at Helaena. She had more control over her dragon than Hira did of hers.
Despite their bond, she was concerned with making mistakes when directing the Cannibal. Due to his large size, gearing him left and right was a struggle. She had to make sure to grip the saddle tight with her thighs and hands before manoeuvring. Helaena made it look far too easy, given her dragon was already trained before she had claimed her.
One simple mistake could lead her down a slippery path, or worse the death of her cousin.
The illusion that we control dragons will be our downfall, dear daughter, Daemon had said one night, back in Pentos, the one time they bonded over dragon scripture.
Hira shook her head, pushing the negative thought away. She patted the Cannibal, minding the spikes.
"Down," She order in Valyrian once they neared the Dragonpit.
Helaena had already landed, her dragon back in the pits, guided by the dragonkeepers. She took her place next to Pilak who eagerly accepted head pats.
Hira locked her body when the Cannibal made his descent, the wind whipping through her hair. Once his feet landed, she climbed down his side using rope ladders and strolled to his face. His viridian eyes peered down at her. He was waiting for something, deep in the bond she could feel his question.
"No name yet," she lamented to him. "But soon, I promise."
She laid her head on his scaly face, breathing in his scent and grounding herself. The rush of dragon riding made her heart beat ten times faster, she always needed a moment or two to steady herself.
It was at that point that Pilak made his presence known, hissing at the Cannibal with such ferocity.
Hira turned to glare at him. "Pilak. Be nice."
He crawled across the Dragonpit, eyes blaring and tongue secreting poison. Smoke escaped his nose and mouth as he readied to spit toxins out.
"Enough Pilak," she spoke sternly in Lengii. "He's done nothing to warrant your ire."
Whilst her basilisk's anger grew, the Cannibal on the other hand huffed, turning his head away from Pilak as if he were no more than a little annoyance, rather than a beast capable of rendering a grown man paralysed with a simple spit.
Having enough of Pilak's attempt of intimidation, the Cannibal shook his entire body.
Hira made her way to Helaena who watched the whole exchange with amusement. The Cannibal ascended into the air and flew north, most likely to hunt and rest for the day, for he was far too big to be housed in the pits and still adverse to other dragons, barring Dreamfyre. She waited until she couldn't see him anymore, only a tiny speck in the sky, before pulling a disappointed face at Pilak.
"Must you always be so rude to him? He's essentially your brother, you know."
Her basilisk growled, legs hunched and eyes still locked on the sky. For some odd reason Pilak loathed any attention Hira gave to the Cannibal, greeting him with hisses and empty threats whenever the two were near. Her dragon cared little, although Hira assumed if pushed wrongly, the Cannibal would make a meal out of Pilak.
"He's jealous," Helaena confirmed Hira's assumption.
"He's being absurd and beyond silly," she replied. "I love them both equally."
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The Passion of a Thousand Suns | Aemond Targaryen
Fanfiction❛❛ Aemond yearned for her, that much she knew. It was a pity duty held a crown over her head, for Hira would have gladly fallen into his desire. ❜❜ - Hira, known to the Seven Kingdoms as Daemon's bastard daughter. In Leng, a Princess, a daughter of...
