" Hey, look!" Seasmoke flew overhead.
"Get inside! Hurry!"
When a dragon flies over your land two things usually go through ones mind. Cool a dragon and oh shit a dragon.
Addam ran for his life as seasmoke seemed to have it out for him. Racing through the woods he took a great tumble but seasmoke was gone for the briefest of moments before he landed heavily before addam keeping him pinned against the rockwall.
"Where is Addam?" Carmen questioned. Alyn shrugged. "Supper is almost ready... can you-" she heard the screams of dragon and peered out looking for her boy among the chaos. "ADDAM?" She shouted seeing dragon wings in the sky.
"Syrax is a whimp just like her maester."
"Draegon!" Vaera scolded
"She doesn't hunt for herself and she refuses to fly in poor weather conditions". Draegon reminded her. "They have two dragons of worth. Caraxes who is with daemon while he tries to name himself king and jaces little baby dragon. "
"He's not wrong," Davina agreed.
"Where is Aspen?" Avalon questioned looking around.
"Ummm," Jeremy looked around.
"I didnt see Mora in the caves either." Avalon realized. "Where is- jace?"
"Hello auntie." Jace answered.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm... hoping you can help." JAce offered.
"No." davina corrected.
"My mother hopes you can put your grievances aside and help us win the throne back from the usurper." Jace remarked.
"What do I get for it?" Avalon countered. "I have been bullied and pushed aside for years. THe people like me, they trust me, they want me."
"But you are not the heir." Jace countered.
"You are a bastard. Why should get the throne?" Draegon countered.
"SHe wants dragons to help win against Vhagar."
"We are not sacrificing dragons for her." Davina corrected.
"Not a sacrifice but..." Jace didnt know what rhaenyra would give avalon for their help. Besides a knife in the back once they were done. "She needs her sister." Jace offered trying to get Avalon's kindness to break through her councils glaring eyes.
"Read this before you agree to anything." Davina begged holding out the scroll.
The people cheer out for the rightful queen Avalon, the queen of the north. From dorne to the wall, the people are seeing who the real queen is.
"Morgana." Avalon realized. Davina got people to bend, she was the hand of iron and fist, avalon was more like her father, she wanted peace, wanted the people content and the realms happy.
"She needs help... she... has made mistakes but she doesnt want to lose any more good warriors against Vhagar."
"So she wants to kill us off. Maybe this never would have happened if she wasnt a murderer." Draegon declared. ""Well then she shouldnt have killed her husband and married another murderer." Draegon offered. He rose his hands in surrender when all eyes turned to him.
"Gods, you all are so tense, I'm going, I'm going. Do I get a thank you?" Draegon murmured as he walked off. "Nope, I'm just the sarcastic relief no one asked for but everyone needed," he continued to grumble. "just let me sell my soul to an old cow a greyjoy or an arryn perhaps while precious vaera gets her prince charming-" His voice trailed off as he turned the corner.
"Cregan is my prince charming." vaera agreed fondly.
"Begging your pardon, Your Grace." a guard stepped forward.
"The dragon Seasmoke has been sighted flying over Spicetown."
"Yes, he does that." Rhaenyra agreed confused.
"From what we have heard... he has a rider."
" Who?" Mysaria countered.
"Impossible to tell from the ground."
"The Greens?"
"I don't know who else it could be."
"Shall I summon your counsel?"
"I knew that if I flew over enough towns that one of you wouldnt be running but curious." Aspen remarked lowering down. "Hi. I'm Aspen."
"Targaryen." Laenor realized.
"I prefer Targaryen, yes." Aspen agreed. "My mother is queen Avalon-"
"Queen Avalon? Rhaenyra's sister."
"Yes. My mother." Aspen agreed. "YOu are Laenor Velaryon right?"
"I... yes. how did you- did Daemon-"
"I dont care for Daemon." Aspen assured. "I want to help you and you are going to help us."
"How?"
"Your mother is dead. Aemond and Aegon killed her in battle, Rhaenyra sent her to die." Aspen answered factually. "Your father is being roped into helping Rhaenyra even though he just wants to grieve. I'm giving him something back."
"If I bend to Avlaon?"
"She doesnt know I left. I'm 11. I'm not supposed to fly over into neighboring regions by myself let alone over seas. " Aspen countered. "Come back with me. With you on our side this war is won. Corlys will bend and rhaenyra will be done. Then we take down Aemond and Aegon. Together."
"How did you know?"
"Seasmoke didnt want a rider. It was like he knew you were still out there."
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