The True Valyrian Dragon

Part 6

Aelar's Pov, 

Stepping out of the carriage as I hear people cheering and speaking I soon turn back around to see Rhaenyra still sitting there. "Come on these people are sheep, are you a sheep?" I ask her as I hold my hand out making her eyes move over to me. "I will answer it for you the answer it no, we are dragons Rhaenyra we do not care about the opinions of sheep." 

"And what happens when all of the sheep's turn against the dragon?" She counters as she takes my hand and I shrug my shoulders with an amused grin on my face. "Ever had mutton it is quite good?" I answer as she walks out the carriage while holding my hand and the eyes on me right now are a lot. 

As Viserys speaks some words in their language he soon turns to me before motioning me forward while Rhaenyra pulls her hand out of mine before walking or more like marching away making a small frown appear on my face. 

Taking some steps forward Viserys puts his hand on my shoulder as he continues to speak and I have no idea what he is talking about, I never learnt this language because Essos spoke Valyrian sure some dialect of it but still we never have gone this far west so why learn their language. 

"Dārys Aelar  hen lentor Vaelyreos, drēje dārys hen Valyria." He now says and I see people already looking at me with shock and well I got that part! He just said in front of all these lords that I am the King of Valyria. I know questions would have been asked since here comes this man along with a large dragon but I did not think he would say that I am king . 

"We came here to hunt not for you to show me off." I say with a raised brow but amusement as I look at him. "You can not blame me for that, they should know the honor they have to be here with you. Now come on." He speaks as we start walking towards the large tent together. 

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"She is intrigued by you." Viserys says as he motions at Rhaenyra who walks out the tent again after she has talked with some Ladies. "And I do not think I can blame her." He continues making me turn in his direction with a raised brow. "Not like that, but you are a man who is not from this world. You where born in another and meant to lead it, if the Doom had not happened you would not have been here and Valyria would have been still the largest Empire the world has ever seen with dragons flying through the ski-" He starts before I cut him off. 

"Many slaves, Blood Magic and everything else that came with that. Even as King I could not have changed that, we became who we are with the Blood Magic, Slaves and War. If I would have forbidden Slavery and Blood Magic my head would have been thrown into one of the Fourteen Flames. Here there is no Blood Magic and no Slavery, every Kingdom or Empire has it flaws and the things that make it great. But I think I will go and find her she looked rather displeased early, and I would rather have her fall in love with me than force her into becoming my wife." I speak before downing my cup. 

"So you are doing this to becoming King or for her?" Viserys asks with a amused smile on his lips and I hand him the cup. "I am intrigued by her who knows maybe a spark will turn into a flame." I say before walking out of the large tent as some people say some words to me as I pass but I still can not understand them. I should probably find someone who can start teaching me the language. 

Walking through the full camp I let my eyes move around for the platinum hair of Rhaenyra and soon I see it as I make my way over to her, as she talks with a man who looks so full of himself I walk behind her before raising my brow at the man who starts to get nervous under my gaze.