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『 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 』

𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 as they hit against the rocky shores that surrounded the land of mountains. The clatter of the metal wheels landing against the large road up ahead, the mist of the early sunrise making the world a various streams of red, orange, and yellow, resembling the flames of the gods. The hooves of the eight horses meeting the stone created grounds, in a in sync harmony.

Up ahead were the trust knights of the Queensguard, leading the young princes' and princesses to the dunes locations. Where the noises of the shrieking dragon waited for her rider to see her.

"She seems eager to see you again, my love." Aelxys pulled his horse near his wife's, smiling at her excitement that was seen on her face.

"It has been nearly two moons since I last visited Syrax. I have missed taking her up in the skies." Rhaenyra looked back to Aelxys her happiness practically glowing off from her face. She looked to the wheelcart trailing behind them. "Was it necessary to bring all these sheep? You spoil Syrax much more than I." Aelxys shrugged with a grin plastered on his face. He saw now harm in giving his wife's dragon anything she would desire, he was devoted to two dragons now.

"I married the love of my life and swore to care to her every need, and knew that her dragon must be treated the same. Two beautiful dragons."

Before Rhaenyra could retort, a knight from the Queensguard has commanded the horse to a stop. "My prince, we are nearing the dunes." Ser Harland, his mother's most trust guard, had informed him as the mountains have seemed to completely come to surround them. Indeed they were near.

"Has your vision given you anymore trouble, my love?" Aelxys asked, thinking back to when his wife was given a freight, when she was unable to see for a few minutes a day. "Not yet, but I hope it will stop." Rhaenyra answered rubbing her eyes a bit as she did.

"I will inform the healer once we return, the health of my darling wife will not be forgotten."

The newlyweds shared a look of assurance.

The knight called out a halt as the sight of a large inner and dark space had come to them. They had arrived to the mountains of Rhyker, where Syrax had taken place as her home for the past moons. The Blackblade heir helped Rhaenyra off her horse his hand out for her to take, carefully placing her on her feet after she unsaddled. Hands clasped together beginning to walk forward to meet Ser Harland and a dragonkeeper. The man began to speak to Rhaenyra in old valyrian, making Ser Harland confused a bit.