𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗜𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗘
Several days have passed since Daemon's departure.
Visenya was sitting in the room with her best friend when someone knocked on the door.
"Next" said Visenya. Her and Aries looked towards the door. Mirtella entered the room with Ser Davos who guarding princess door.
Visenya immediately stood up from the sofa and headed towards Mirtella.
"Did you heard something?" she asked her.
Daemon hurt Visenya, but despite what happened, she wanted to know where he was and that's why she told her lady in waiting that if they heard anything, they should let her know about it right away.
"I heard the Lord Aide say that Daemon has taken over Dragonstone and the King is letting it go, he won't drive him out of there" she said what she heard.
Visenya sighed, walked up to Mirtella, put her hand on her shoulder and said "Thank you very much" she smiled at her.
"I'll go now, I just wanted to tell you" she turned and left. Ser Davos remained there.
"Are you alright princess?" he walked up to her and asked her. She looked at him, she was lost in her thoughts but answered "I'm trying to be okay" she answered honestly.
She never lied to him. Ser Davos meant a lot to her. He was like her second father.
She sat down on the couch next to her friend, Ser Davos stood next to them.
"Why is he such a fool?" she asked them, throwing up her hands. Not one of them answered her. They didn't know what to say.
"Well...everyone deals with death differently-" Aries began but they were interrupted by a knock on the door. The King entered.
Aries stood up to bow, Ser Davos did so immediately.
"We need to talk Visenya" her father said. They haven't talked to each other in a long time. Both are mostly closed in their chambers.
Visenya looked at Aries and Davos to leave but Viserys interrupted "I want you to go with me"Sighing, she stood up and left with her father.
They walked side by side. Both were silent.
He took her to the crypt where the skeleton of Viserys' dragon was.
Visenya gave her a good look. She doesn't come here often, actually not at all. She was huge. Greater than Vermothor's. Well, she was beautiful to her.
She considered dragons to be beautiful creatures even though she was afraid of them.
"Baleriom was the last living creature fo have seen Old Valyria before the Doom. Its greatness and its flaws. When you look at the dragons, what do you see?" he asked her. She didn't expect such a question.
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