Dance of The Dragonwolf

You Will Doom Us All

No, No. This can't be happening, Laena thought in desperation as her mother dragged her out of the Throne Room with a grip on her wrist. She tried to struggle, but her mother was taller and stronger than her, and she could do nothing but watch as the doors went further away from her.

Eventually, she stopped struggling and let her mother lead her to their chambers. She could feel her father look at her disapprovingly, but she cared not.

Once they reached their chamber, her mother pushed her away with a look of anger and disappointment, sneering at her as if she were some wild beast. "What the hell is wrong with you? Acting like a child in front of so many people." Her mother scolded her, but Laena cared little what she thought; her words didn't hurt as much as they used to hurt; they were harmless, just winds.

Laena opened her mouth to say something when her father slammed the door closed with a loud thud. Everyone fell silent, and the words died in her throat as her father motioned for Laenor to walk up to her. She could see the way his eyes narrowed, and his nostrils flared. She knew he was angry with her, but he still said nothing. The silence felt uncomfortable, and Laena's mind went to Aenar.

The words repeated in her head like a bell; she wanted to go back there and curse the King, cursing herself for not having a Dragon of her own yet; if she had a dragon, she would have her own power, her own strength, people wouldn't be as dismissive of her, but she had no dragon of her own. Even her younger brother had a Dragon. Seasmoke was small still, but he had one, and she had no dragon. She had thought that, eventually, she would have the opportunity to tame Vhaegar, but she had never considered this would happen.

"Laena, you are of House Velayron. Not some bastard girl of some worthless House like the Hightowers. You will never scream like that again. You hear me." Her father scolded her, and she couldn't look at him for a brief moment; right now, she wished she hadn't screamed like she did; if she hadn't, then maybe she would still be in the Throne Room and hear what was happening right now.

"I'm sorry, father. It won't happen again." She apologized half-heartedly. If only I had a dragon, Laena thought, trying to suppress her anger; her father seemed to accept her apology.

"Now. I want you both in your chambers; me and your mother have to discuss something." Her father ordered with a commanding voice, the kind of voice she knew she shouldn't disobey. Her brother followed the order without saying a word. He walked out of the chamber like the good dog that he was, but Laena had yet to move from her spot.

"Laena, you heard your father. This discussion is not important to you." "It's important to me. I'm your eldest daughter. I deserve to know what you two are discussing. What you two are discussing about my future." Laena interrupted her, standing her ground; she didn't want to be a chess piece in someone else's game.

"Laena." She fell silent when her father looked at her once again disapprovingly. He sat on the side of the desk and observed her for a moment.

"Did you know the foolish King would choose Rhaenyra as heir of the Throne?" Her father asked.

She felt a bitter taste in her mouth; it felt as if she just sucked on a lemon when her name was mentioned. 'Rhaenyra.' She almost growled in anger. She had thought of her as one of them, but instead, she had gone behind their backs and had taken Aenar's Throne from him.

"No, Lord Father. Princess Rhaenyra never mentioned that she would become Heir to the Throne." Her father made a face as if he was already expecting that answer before motioning for her to leave the chamber.

"Father, I don't want to marry the King. I want-" "Laena." Her mother interrupted her with a scolding look, her eyes wide with anger, the same look she always gave Laena when she said that she had no interest in the King, but she knew she couldn't disobey them; she held no real power. Right now, she was powerless, and with her head slumping down in defeat, she left their chamber instead of going to her chamber. Laena decided to take the secret route.