When Two Dragons Meet

Part 24.

Daemon's Pov.

I don't even know how long we've been down here in  the dark anymore. Maybe we've just been walking in circles for hours? Or even days? It's hard not to lose hope, but I have faith in my children. They'll find me. I just know it, but the question is, will they be in time.

"I can't do this anymore, Daemon." Sansa says  in a tired voice as I feel her slide down the cave wall that we've been following, and I soon join her. I'm so tired, hungry, and thirsty. Sansa is probably feeling the same, if not worse.

"I'm sorry for taking you on probably the worst adventure known by men." I soflty say in a dry voice, the things I would do for some water.

Feeling her lay her head on my shoulder, I lean my own against hers with heavy breath. I've gotten used both possibly killed. The dragons have been silent, I know they are searching, but the caves underneath WinterFell run deep and long. Who knows where the dragon found the entrance?

"I've seen a dragon lay deep underneath of WinterFell, I've held a dragons egg. Even if this is our end, my lord. The adventure was an unexpected one." Sansa says in a hoarse voice, probably from the lack of water for however long we've been down here.

"That it was indeed lady Sansa." I soflty say as i hold the eggs closer to my chest. If I die down here, they'll be lost once again.

"The marks on your body, what do they mean?" Sansa asks, and I release a deep breath. "It's the bond between me and the dragons. They can feel my emotions just like I can feel their distress even down here." I say as I try to calm her down but rubbing my thumb over her hand.

"Let us just rest for now, lady Sansa, only the gods know how long our journey will remain."  I continue as I close my eyes while I feel her lean more into my body.

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Blinking my eyes open, I'm once again met with compete darkness. We need to get out of here. My body feels tired and weak, probably just like Sansa's. Her brother most likely thinks I took her with me like Rhaegar Targaryen took Lysanna Stark.

I still let my mind wonder with  Viserion's words about him having Targaryen blood. Is he some long lost bastard ? He doesn't share any of the Targaryen traits, and he probably doesn't even know it himself.  As long as he doesn't for a treat to me and my claim, I'll let him be for now. But if he turns out to be a true Targaryen male, heir his claim could be stronger than mine and the Targaryen in Meereen together. 

Viserion said he had Targaryen blood but not how much. He could be from a line that started long   ago from one of the bastards King Aegon Targaryen, the Fourth had. He had many bastards with many different women.

Daemon BlackFyre the First was one of those bastards but unlike many others, he was born from two Targaryen's. He was publicly knighted by the king when he won a squire tournament before he handed him the sword BlackFyre. Some believed the sword resembled the monarchy since it had been the sword of King Aegon I Targaryen the Conqueror. And was passed down from king to king  ever since.

And now it's mine.

"Daemon?" Sansa groans out as I feel her lift her head off my shoulder. "I'm here, lady Sansa." I soflty say as I get pulled out my  thoughts.

Hearing a loud screech, my eyes widen  as I practically jump up while the cave trembles from the volume.

"Father!" Vhagar almost yells in my head, and I take some steps forward until I feel my body crash into her.

"Vhagar, I could kiss you right now!" I say with a huge smile as I hug her massive snout. She's found us! We aren't gonna die underneath WinterFell!

"Can you fly in here?" I ask  her as I let my hands move down towards her neck. "This part is smaller, but eventually I can fly us out, father,"  She replies, and I turn around towards Sansa, who I think is frozen in place.