three dragons- hotd

The Hairs of The Dragon

I scream happily and nervously as Syrax flies through the clouds, swooping over kings landing. I grab Rhaenyra tightly praying to the gods I don't fall off. This is the first time I've flown, since Syrax is big enough for two. My best friend laughs at my fear as Syrax lands and growls at the dragon keepers. I hold on to Rhaenyra not letting go still shook and trying to recover. "You can let go now Naya." She says helping me down and off the saddle. "Gods that was tariffing I loved it." I smile and I slowly walk towards Syrax giving her a pet on the nose. "Thank you for not killing me girl." I whisper and she growls softly. Nyra gives Syrax a pet and smiles at my twin sister Alicent and I follow them happily into the carriage.

The three of us giggle as we link arms walking through the busy palace, after riding from the Dragonpit. Its just so beautiful I can't believe I've lived here all my life, oh how I love this city. We walk into the Queen's chambers Rhaenyra's mother, Queen Aemma. She's with child and everyone wishes for it to be a boy, for an hair, that is the way of things. But I think Nyra would be the perfect ruler male or not, but alas we do live in a man's world. "Good marrow Alicent and Neryssa." The Queen says fanning herself and I curtsy to her with a nod. "I'd rather serve as a knight and ride into battle with glory." Nyra says after pestering her mother and I laugh sheepishly.

I find my self dreaming off into the distance until Nyra grabs my arm pulling me away from the chambers. I follow my sister away from Rhaenyra as she leads me to the court yards. "Neryssa you have to stop slouching." My sister bickers to me and I roll my eyes. "I'll slouch when and where I want to." I hiss back to my sister and she rolls her eyes. "Father wishes for you to marry the Prince as soon as he returns." My sister says and I roll my eyes. "Prince Daemon isn't returning anytime soon, but if he does why can't our betrothal last a bit longer. I'm enjoying my freedom. May ask when father wishes for you to wed?" I snark back flustered when thinking about how I'm to be married soon. "Come we must aid the Princess." She says ignoring my flustered face and remark.

I lay against the tree singing to myself whilst Alicent helps Nyra with her studies of the faith of the seven. I should pay my attention as well, but I'd rather I didn't. The Septa will have a fit but I couldn't mind anymore. A red leaf falls on my lap and as I pick it up it blows from my hand and watch it dance in the wind. I look at the ring upon my finger whilst the dragon glass glistens in the light, the Valyrian steel is cold on my finger. A gift from none other than Daemon. I jump up quickly noticing Nyra and Alicent have both stood, "Pestering Nyra with her studies Ali?" I ask just to annoy my sister and she gives me a glare Nyra laughs and rips a page from the book. "Here so you don't forget." Nyra says and Ali gives her a startled look and we all giggle trying to hold it together. "Fuck the Septa." Nyra says, "Rhaenyra!" My sister exclaims and we all burst out laughing again.

Two morns later I learn of the news of Daemon's return. The whispers around the Red Keep say he butchered and killed the criminals in thieves landing. Why is it that I must marry him when Lady Rhea Royce is already his wife, I am only of five and ten. But alas I suppose it has been my fate since I was of age, all my thanks to my father. Quite distasteful for me as he fucks every woman in the pleasure house that he can. I roll my eyes at the thought.

I accompany my sister to the knights games, not my desired wish for internment, I quite hate the violence. Nyra runs over late as always. The talk is that the Queen has began her labors, the King is joyous. I watch with the most of nerves as the knights fight and my sister and Nyra gossip. "Prince Daemon of House Targaryen, Prince of the City. Will now choose his first opponent." The announcer yells and I look up and sigh when I see him ride in on his black steed.

He looks over the knights and Nyra giggles a bit, as he soon choses my brother as his opponent. I sigh and I hear my father grumble. Daemon looks up and we make eye contact, I quicken my look away from him and close my eyes as they begin to battle. Everyone gasps and I hear the crowd yell. I cover my eyes and Nyra removes them. "Everything is fine Naya. Don't have worry." She whispers to me softly, "Gwayne is alive sister." Ali says nervously and I watch as Daemon approaches us and I bite my lip. Following Alicent and Rhaenyra to speak to the Prince. "Now, I'm fairly certain I can win these games. Lady Neryssa. Having your favor would all but assure it. As we will wed soon my Lady." He says lustfully and I grumble grabbing my black and green favor and putting it on his lance.

"Good luck, my Prince." I say softy and he gives me as smirk riding off to precede to his games. We sit back down and Nyra gives me a look, "The wedding is soon I hear. I do hope all is well with you and my uncle." Nyra whispers and I give her back a the same look as the knights break out into a fight. I look away covering my eyes as I don't wish to see all the blood shed and pain. I hear the screams and yells holding my breath waiting for it's end. Soon enough Daemon and Sr Criston Cole are to tilt. I bite my tongue.

I dig my nails into my palms as the two precede to fight blood comes from my palms. I watch as Daemon is thrown form is horse and yells for his sword I gasp as they fight and I cover my eyes quickly yet again. I grasp Nyra's arm tightly watching as Daemon sticks Cole down. Then he is struck down and soon all is well when they yield. I gasp in relief as it is finally over. We look over the rail as Lord Cole asks for Nyra's favor she smiles flirtatiously and gives it to him and he smirks back. The joy is short lived as everyone stands with worried and upset faces. I look to Nyra not comprehending what is happing. I see tears in her eyes and I look to my sister, the Queen is dead, the prince is gone.

We all dress in black as I stand between Nyra and Daemon, Nyra has tears to her eyes as she holds me for support. I look up at the wrapped bodies of the Queen and the baby prince. Syrax growls and I stare in shock unable to hear or pay any attention to anyones voices. I look at Nyra and she lets my hand go as she walks forward. Daemon places a hand on my shoulder and I gasp as Nyra cries out, "Dracarys." commanding Syrax to burn their bodies, a true Targaryen burial. I feel the heat and sigh as Nyra returns to me.

Many morns have passed and Daemon has been struck down from the throne he no longer can have a claim. Rhaenyra is to be Queen as she is the hair now. She was named in front of the lords of the realms. Daemon has left to return when only the gods know how long. This brings the time I am to be wed much further from now. Giving me what little freedom I may have left. I hope Weastros is now safe with Nyra as the hair to the throne. I hope it is known.