House of Slayers

THE HEIR OF THE DRAGON

As the first century of the Targaryen dynasty came to a close, the health of the Old King Jaeherys was failing. In those days, House Targaryen stood at the height of its strength with 10 adult dragons under its yoke and their most trusted ally; House Gaston at their side. No power in the world could stand against them

Hanir Gaston is telling the true story of the Dance of Dragons to Jon and Elizabeth Snow in the ruins of the once great Backton's Keep.

Hanir: King Jaehaerys reigned over nearly 60 years of peace and prosperity. But tragedy had claimed both his sons leaving his succession in doubt.

The Snow twins leans in closer listening intently to him tell the story

Hanir: So in the year 101, the Old King called a Great Council to choose an heir. Lord Darren Gaston was one of the ones called to attend. He was one of over thousand lords who made the journey to Harrenthal. 14 claims were heard but only two were truly considered.

Jon: Who was the two claims that was considered?

Elizabeth: Who did Darren support?

Hanir: Princess Rhaenys Targaryen, the King's eldest descendent and her younger cousin Prince Viserys Targaryen. It was one of the hardest choices Lord Darren had to make but he chose his oldest greatest friend Prince Viserys. It was declared by all lords paramount that Viserys was to be named heir. The Old King called the Great Council to prevent war being fought over succession. For he knew the truth.

Elizabeth: What truth?

Jon: What did he know?

Hanir: The only thing that could tear down the House of the Dragon was the House of the Slayers. That's what House Gaston was known for; legendary for; Dragon Slayers.

This reveal shocks the Snow Twins as they exchange a look with each other

Hanir: This is the true story of what transpired that lead to the events of the Fall of House Gaston and the Fall of House Targaryen. And also a great love story; a tale of two loves torn apart by the Dance of Dragons.

It is now the ninth year of King Viserys 1 Targaryen's reign. 172 years before the death of the Mad King and the birth of Elizabeth and Jon Snow

Claras Gaston watches in amazement at her childhood friend Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen land down with her dragon Syrax. The Gaston girl smiles slowly walking towards the Princess

Clara: Do you think I could ride a dragon someday?

Rhaenyra's face darkens as she places her finger underneath Clara's chin lifting her head up to stare into her eyes.

Rhaenyra: No and you know that. We don't want to worry your father any more then he already is. Besides it's too dangerous, Little Dove.

Clara nods pulling away and takes her hand in hers

Harrold: Welcome back, Princess. I trust your ride was pleasant.

Rhaenyra: Try not to look too relieved, Ser Harrold.

Harrold: I am relieved. Every time that golden beast brings you back unspoiled, it saves my head from a spike.

They walk towards a carriage as Alicent Hightower smiles warmly at them but her smiles falls when her eyes lands on Clara and Rhaenyra's linked together hands.

Alicent: Syrax is growing quickly. She'll soon be as large as Caraxes.

She keeps her eyes trained down on their joined hands. Rhaenyra smirks towards her. They both glare at each other, both knowing each others feelings for Clara.