The Wild Dragon.

Part 15.

Rheagar Pov.

Releasing a small groan as I nuzzle myself more in the naked body of Rhaenyra while Saera is holding my back soon, the door slams open, making me shoot up.

"A ship is sailing this way, carrying the Targaryen banner!" Tommen yells, and I shoot out of bed before walking over to my armor set.

"It was only a matter of time. Get 15 men ready. I will meet you soon." I say, and he gives me a nod before walking or more like running out again.

"The king probably has sent Otto to com and fetch us." Rhaenyra states as she and Saera also get out of bed.

"That or we are disowned." I state with a shake of my head. 

"Do you truly believe he will disown you both?" Saera asks as she is getting ready in some fighting leathers.

"It's not what I think he will want, it's what I believe the voices whisper to him about me and what in their opinion is best for the realm  and in Otto Hightower's case I'm not that. Get the dragons. Let's see how many colors of shit he will produce but wait for me to whistle." I state, and they both give me a nod.

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Walking onto the long path with tommen besides me and 20 gaurds behind us, I'm soon taken over by supirse as Father stands next to Otto.

"Lay down your weapons, your marriage will be unnuled, and if you're lucky, you may stay the heir." Otta says, and I raise my brow as I take my spear from my back and point it at him troath as swords are being drawn from both sides.

"I'm your prince. You should speak to me with respect. I'll speak with my father, the king, not with a second born who thinks to highly of himself and his blood." I state with a raised brow before pulling the spear away and looking at father.

"You dare to draw your weapon at the hand of the king." Father states before he coughs, making me give him a shrug.

"He dares to speak to me like I'm a peasant with his demands, I'm not in rebellion. I'm just a man who enjoys his time being married. If you wish us back in court, we will, but things will change." I say before father tales a step forward, and for the first time in all my years, I see fire dancing in his eyes.

"Are you so arrogant and selfish that you would put your needs for that of the realm! You believe you are what the people need, and yet everything you've done proves you only think about yourself!" Father bites my way, and I take a step towards him.

"Maybe. I married out of love. But I  care about the realm, I care about our history and our future. We are dragons, and you have been letting this little tower whisper his nonsense in your ear for too long. You have forgotten that you are a dragon too, father, not me." I say before bringing my fingers to my lips and whistling.

Hearing loud roars move with the winds, soon large shadows fly over before diaval lands besides then while Silverwing and Syrax both land on a hill behind me on some rocks each

"You were the last rider of Balerion, seven hells as a child I thought that man is my father he must be strong, brave and a great man to be able to claim that dragon and yet I've seen you become less and less during the years. That fire burning inside of you is who we are, I have it, Rhaenyra has it, Saera has it, and you have it to Father, but you've let it dull." I continue as I place my hand on his chest while the fire continues to move in his eyes that aren't violet but almost red at this moment.

"I am a dragon, but not a wild one like you, Rhaegar." He says with a shake of his head before taking a step away from me.

"You will honor my marriage to Saera and Rhaenyra, and if you wish, I'll wed Rhaenyra again in front of the Seven. Then we will come home for 8 months a year while the other 4 we will spend here in DragonStone. Don't you wish to see your grandchildren, to become a grand sire? For once, I need you to trust me, to put some faith in me, and in exchange , I promise you that once the day comes, I'll bring our house back to glory." I say as my eyes meet his.

"She's a bastard!" He almost yells as he points at Saera, making Silverwing roar in his direction.

"Then legitimize her. She's as much of a Targaryen as Aegon is or Helena. You hold all the power here, we can fight for hours or days, but they are my wives, and you can unnul our marriages, but I'll just wed them again. I do not wish to fight with you, but I do want some respect and be able to make my own choices." I state, and he looks between me, Rhaenyra, Saera, and Otto for some time.

"Your gra-" Otto starts before he's cut off by my father.

"You will come home, Saera will be legitimized, you will wed Rhaenyra in front of the Seven and if you ever and I mean ever do anything like this again Rhaegar you will be disowned and banished from Westeros." He says before turning away while I send Otto a smirk while he's shooting daggers my way.

Turning away myself, I start2 walking towards my wives with a shock written Tommen beside me.

"How do you still have your head?"

"Because my father isn't a dragon. He's too weak for it, to docile. A dragon can be friendly but still never provoke them because you won't live to tell the tale, I've provoked him many times, and yet all I got was a slap to the face. Even now, I went against all his wishes. I've wed the girl I wanted, I wed even twice. I gave him more political headaches, and yet he does nothing about it." I simply say with a smirk before standing between the two she-dragons .

"So we are going back?" Rhaenyra asks, and I give her a nod.

"We have to get rid of Otto before he continues to whisper that Aegon should be heir, we will wed infront of the Seven, my marriage with Saera is legit, and she will be legitimized. But we will stay here a few months every year." I awnser before turning to Tommen.

"So my dear Tommen, if you'd fetch our stuff and sail to King's Landing, would be appreciated. Me and my wives will fly." I say with a grin, making him roll his eyes.

"Shouldn't have been born an arrogant lion, I should have been born a Targaryen." He mumbles before waking away from me.

"So I will be legitimized?" Saera asks with a raised brow, and I give her a nod.

"Indeed you will, my beautiful wife." I awnser before Diaval moves over, and I climb on top of him.  

"Court won't be fun." She says with a roll of her eyes, making me and Nyra chuckle.

"It won't, many snakes, but we have eachoter, so we will deal with each snake that there is who wishes to bring us down." I say before Diaval pushes his massive body off the ground, and soon Syrax and Silverwing follow as we start flying towards King's Landing.

Seven hells even if father is docile I wouldn't have expected him to let us get away with this? But now we have to get rid of Otto Hightower, who will always want Aegon to be king rather than me. He needs to stop giving his opinion on that matter.

I'm the first born son and heir of Dragonstone and the Iron Throne, not Aegon.

Authors Note,

Last chapter of the night! I'm going to bed, so goodnight! Leave a vote and comment, and until the next update😊❤️