An eye for an eye

Chapter 2: Freedom and fate

I thought what I wouldn't like it, but glass of wine that Aemond and I shared in Maegor's secret chambers was good. Except wine racks and bookshelf, in chambers was also Valyrian-style table with two chairs.

It turned out that Aemond cleaned it up a bit, brought wood for the fireplace and quite a few pillows and blankets. All lighting there came from candles and fireplace so it was to the point.

After I let him put the necklace on me, he show me his ring with same tracery. I asked him about some anothers keys and and received an answer about our uniqueness. I believe him, because Aemond loves his pride. But that's not quite the answer.

Now I'm standing on little distance from the balcony above the training ground. Sunlight pleasantly illuminates the courtyard. No one will be able to see me if they didn’t walked in my direction through the entire balcony or move to the opposite edge of training yard. There are not many people. And actually, I don't care about them.

My hiding was made only for one person and he can't see me until I let him. Of course I suspect that Aemond might have noticed that I followed him after we parted. I would be disappointed if he wasn't.

People on training yard started whispering when my brothers go into. I roll my eyes. Lords and Ladys in court always were so pretentious and blinkered. Luce looks really worring about their opinion and I hate them more. He is the last person who deserves it.

I understand it was hard for my mother too. And I don't blame her for this choice, but now her sons need to hear what they're bastards. Worst thing is what they know it's true.

Jace says Luce something and from little smile on my young brother's face I can hear his words. Gods, I love Jace. He would be great king after our mother. I thought like this for years and it only proves my beliefs.

They turned away and approach the crowd. Which gathered because of Aemond and sir Criston fight. Sir was ass in my childhood and according to my uncle's words he's still.

I must admit that the duel is really exciting. Even though I'm sure that Aemond's tense neck and arm muscles are much more exciting.

I knew that he had become much more muscular and taller in recent years. But unfortunately we were almost never less than ten meters apart from each other. 'Largest dragon's rider' problem.

When I reminisce what happened that time a few months ago when we were closer I was overwhelmed with delight. Just... never thought I would do this. Even if I could talk about it without revealing our true relationship, I don't think anyone would believe me.

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Almost four months ago:

I've been flying for almost five hours now and even if I could've not slow myself down doing tricks and my ass hurts from sitting in saddle for a long time, that flying is amazing. Like all my flyings.

Recently I went out to my dragon late and Caraxes looked like he wanted me to ride. I remembered the promise to which we both agreed many years ago and therefore only said hello to him, before riding Raex.

When I took to the air my father's dragon caught up with me and it maked me confused. I asked him about my promise and heard a quiet but familiar snort.

I started telling Raex to get down so that I could transfer to him, but Caraxes let out a discordant roar. I remembered Daemon's stories about jumping between dragons in flight and said more true 'fuck it' for all my life.

I told my dragon to straighten out, Caraxes flew under him and I unfastened the straps. I slowly moved to the right side of my dragon, took a few deep breaths in and out and jumped.