𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞

On the chilly morrow, Aelora awoke from her sleep, she yawned and turned over to see an empty space next to her, she looked around the room to adjust her tired eyes, the Queen got up from her bed, she was wearing a silky dress that the Winterfell maids had given to her, she sat herself down at her dressing table and started braiding her hair, Aelora often looked up to her ancestors for her looks, she had admired Visenya Targaryen the Conqueror ever since she learnt to read, she did a unique hair style with one singular braid running down her back, her crown awaited her on the table, Aelora picked it up with a gentle grasp to it, the Queen looked in the mirror and placed the ancient crown upon her head.

The Queen then got herself dressed, she wore an all black dragon scaled dress, with silver dragon clasps attached to it, Aelora was just putting on her jewellery when a knock on the foot interrupted her.

"Come in."

Aemond, who had already got himself ready for the day was stood in the doorway admiring his Queen from afar, he nodded at her.

"My Queen, the ship is ready when you are."

"Are you flying on dragon back this time?" She questioned.

"I will sail by your side...."

Aemond walked up to Aelora whilst she sat gracefully in the chair, he lifted her chin up to face him.

"We will go back home, together." He reassured.

Aelora smiled at her Prince, they both walked down to the harbour where the ships awaited them, Lord Cregan Stark and the Lady Freya Stark also awaited them next to the ship. Aelora catched Cregan looking at her once again, she felt his wolf brown eyes glaring at her, almost like he was watching his prey.

When Aelora reached the harbour, Cregan and Freya followed behind her as they boarded the ship. The flag was raised, the flag with 3 dragons and the traditional colours of black and red lit up the boat from afar. Sir Erryk guided the Queen and Prince Aemond to the front of the ship, Aelora almost forget how cold it was in Winterfell, she was proud of herself that she wasn't going home empty handed.

As the ship set sail, Aelora now had 1,000 more men than she did before, and two leaders to help advise her on the path that she must follow to take back the Iron Throne, Aemond stood at the front of the ship with his Queen, he looked down on her with pride, he even grew a smile on his face. Their silver locks flowed with the wind, it's almost as if Aelora could sense the change in the air, she could sense that this wind was the winds of the dragons, Vhagar and Luna flew together above the ships, they were almost guiding the boat where to go.

Upon the horizon, Aelora recognised a certain castle in the distance, she could see other dragons surrounding the castle, she saw Arrax, Vermax and two other dragons that she hadn't seen before, Aelora squinted at the dragons to try and recognise who they were.

"My brother and sister have arrived...." Aemond whispered.

Aelora smiled as she laid eyes upon Dreamfyre and Sunfyre, Aelora felt a blood rushing of confidence flowing through her veins, she was coming home to even more allies and dragons then she ever imagined. As the boat got closer, Vhagar and Luna flew off to Dragonstone in the distance, Aelora looked at the castle feeling her mother's presence, she was home.

Freya and Cregan had never left Winterfell, they were stunned at the beauty of Dragonstone, dragons flying everywhere, the castle being the home of their new Queen, they felt air being different, Freya didn't like feeling out of her comfort zone, she felt a little nervous as to what she and her brother had got themselves into, as the boat pulled onto the Dragonstone beach, Aelora got off the boat, taking in the fresh air of the ancient island.

The Queen looked down upon the sand, she pressed both hands down onto the beach, she was taking in what was left of her late mother. Aemond watched Aelora in awe, he to felt home, for him it wasn't quite the same as Kingslanding, but he still felt home, he always did when he was with Aelora. As Cregan and Freya got off the boat they looked up at the historical castle in front of them, they saw dragon sculptures, soilders, they felt the power of the Targaryen Dynasty right in front of them.

Aelora walked up to the gates of her home, she waited until they opened, her army, her new allies, her betrothed all stood behind allowing the Queen to take it all in, they continued to follow her up the ancient walls into the crystalline castle. The dragon glass and ebony black features of the castle fascinated the Starks, they had never seen anything like this before. Additionally, Aelora continued walking through her family home, the doors sprung open for the Queen, on the other side of the doors was her father and brothers awaiting her, Lucerys, Jacaerys, Baela and Rhaena didn't say a word, they had seen that Aelora had successfully got new allies and more men to fight for her, Aemond, Cregan and Freya all followed behind the Queen.

Moreover, Sir Erryk followed by the Queens side, Aelora walked up to the steps of her throne, she took a deep breath as she turned to face everyone in the room, everyone waited for the Queen to sit her throne, Aelora looked at all of her loved ones with pride, she lifted her Targaryen black dress, and sat herself down on the Dragonstone throne, everybody in the room didn't hesitate to bow down to the Queen, all except Aemond, the Prince stared at Aelora's eyes, he smiled at the Queen seeing how far she had come as a person.

"Queen Aelora Targaryen, first of her name, Queen of the Andals and the Roynar and the first men, lady of the seven kingdoms and protector of the realm" Sir Erryk announced.

The words silenced the room, everyone bowed to their Queen and admired her strength, Daemon looked at his daughter the way he once looked at Rhaenyra, he felt the proudness of when he crowned his wife, seeing how far his daughter had made Daemon well up with tears; Daemon hadn't cried since he lost Rhaenyra, even before that he had never cried. This moment was special for Aelora, seeing how proud her father is of her, and her betrothed made Aelora feel more assertive about her destiny of being the Queen of the Seven kingdoms.