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You felt scrutinized under the stares of the royal guard and your husband despite being perched upon the back of the world's second-largest dragon, it didn't stop them from discriminating against you. It was nearly nightfall by the time Vhagar was spotted soaring through the skies by royal scouts, you made your way to the dragon pit eager to reunite with your family. 

You made a high-pitched call, the sound reverberating off the walls of the pit and out, The KingsGuard looked at you like you were crazy. Then a clicky growl replied, and an unidentified dragon climbed into the pit. they went into a protective position

"stand down goddamnit," you told them walking to the dragon as she landed 

she lands on her four legs and goes up on her hind legs in excitement, She roared a greeting 

"Hello Stormcutter," you say with a smile 

Aegon looked for your dragon's saddle and was surprised to see no saddle

"Where is her saddle?" Aegon asked 

"she doesn't need one," you told him 

Stormcutter leaning her head down and you climbing up her neck and onto her back 

Aegon was fidgety and nervous under the calm composure he pretended to have, Halaena stood behind him with her children. Vhagar broke through the clouds, descending towards the pit, and Aemond's gaze locked on on you and how you were on the back of Stormcutter and surrounded by members of the Kingsguard

He urged Vhagar to land quickly, only to hop off his dragon just as fast as they landed. 

"Get on your dragon, Aemond," you called to him 

Otto stepped forward just as Aegon did, quick to interrupt any words the brothers might have

"Do as your wife says, Prince Aemond. You have been selected to carry a message to the false queen, as commanded by your king." Aemond's gaze flickered to Aegon who wore a stoic expression on his face then back to his wife 

You looked at him eager to leave

"Have you lost your mind?" He barked throwing his hands up into the air, you could see through his facade of anger 

"I can think of no better idea than to send her, a pure-blooded Velaryon to force her to bend the knee, it is your job to ensure she remains loyal," Aegon commanded

the cold tone in his voice shocking Aemond. Aegon was his older brother, a bully yes, but never was his tone ever so harsh. You looked at Aegon when he called you pure-blooded, though it was true it made your skin crawl.

"What is to keep her mother from taking her and killing me?" Aemond stepped forward attempting to reach his brother

Otto stepped in between his path, his hand reached out, and grabbed Aemond on the shoulder, "Do you dare to disobey an order from your king?" 

"Aemond," you called to him

he looked back to see the golden hour light shining behind your head and through your hair making it seem a halo was around you

"Let's go." 

 Angrily he shoved Otto's hand from his body, "No," he muttered loudly as he turned to mount his dragon, "but you, Otto, are another story." the words harshly left his mouth as he climbed.

You did not say a word as you watched Aemond climb Vhagar's ropes and strap the leathers to his legs. you merely had Stormcutter to turn and take flight. Aemond watched with confusion as you ascended into the night clouds but quickly forced Vhagar into the air as well. With one last glance at the people on the ground, he focused his sights on his wife.