Aegon's Pov,
Day's Later.
Walking through the caves of the DragonfPit I hold the torch in hand while I make my way deeper and deeper into the cave, the Dragon Keepers spoke that Dreamfyre possibly laid another clutch of eggs. And I wish for little Aegon to have an egg, and it's not like Viserys will go and fetch him one.
My father placed a egg in my cradle and I will do the same for Aegon. Hearing the distance roar of the she dragon I take a deep breath.
"Drakari pykiros
Tīkummo jemiros
Yn lantyz bartossa
Saelot vāedis
Hen ñuhā elēnī:
Perzyssy vestretis
Se gēlȳn irūdaks
Ānogrose," My voice echoes through the cave system and soon I move to step into Dreamfyre's layer, and my torch is the only source of light and soon I throw it onto the ground.
"Perzyro udrȳssi
Ezīmptos laehossi
Hārossa letagon
Aōt vāedan
Hae mērot gierūli:
Se hāros bartossi
Prūmȳsa sōvīli
Gevī dāerī" I finish the song my grandsire always used to sing, he said that Aegon and his wives would sing it for their dragons. Seeing the sea of flames emerge from Dreamfyre soon the torches on the wall are being lit as her large body moves forward with a flap of her wings
"Lykirī Dreamfyre......Lykirī" I say as I raise my hand to her snout and she screeches once more before calming down making her soon lean down to put her snout against my hand.
"It's alright girl, It's alright." I softly say before a sigh leaves my lips by the large chains around her legs..... they shouldn't be in chains.... maybe the young dragons should be watched over but this? This is just cruel. Silverwing is living on Dragon Stone with the wild dragons and some hatchlings they can fly around freely and yet the ones here are bound in chains.
"Lykirī" I say above a whisper as I let my hand move over her body as I walk further and further down it in my search of the place the eggs lie. Seeing the bump of rock where smoke comes out from I take the small pick out of my belt and kneel down.
"Rāpirī....Rāpirī" I say as Dreamfyre moves around a bit while I hack the bump open as smoke and heat comes from it. Pulling the broken pieces of stone off of the nest soon the yellow almost golden like egg out of it while some pink accents move over it..... and it's the only egg she laid.
Leaning back onto my knees I look it over and dust it off a bit as it's a nice temperature...... dragons need heat to hatch. And still than is a chance a dragon's egg will never hatch mine didn't, but if that's the case with Little Aegon than I know that somewhere out there a dragon will be waiting for him.
"Thank you Dreamfyre....... if your child hatches it will be taken good care off I promise." I say as I stand up and let my hand move over the blue scales of the she dragon.
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