ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 Alicendria Targaryen, The 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯. The 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 is 𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 with her nephew, the 𝔬𝔫𝔢-𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢. How could someone so perfect be inlove with someone who is 𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖍𝖔𝖙-𝖙𝖊𝖒...
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𓆰𓆪
𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔞
"And where do you think you're going, sweet girl?" Alicendria had caught off guard Rhaenyra.
"I am going to fly." Rhaenyra told her aunt.
"Fly to dragonstone?" Alicendria asked her niece.
"I-yes.." Rhaenyra said as her aunt smiled at her.
"You are just like me. Though I would give many reasons as I can before I tell the truth" Alicendria smiled as she held onto her niece's face
"Go. I shall fly to Dragonstone as well. But you must go first so nobody would notice that you are gone" Alicendria has told her niece as she lets her go.
"Thank you." Rhaenyra smiled at her aunt as she sat onto Syrax's saddle and flew to dragonstone.
"She is just like you, Princess." Ser Farris said startling her.
"Ser Farris, You are...here." Alicendria smiled.
"Do not tell anyone that I let her go to dragonstone. Please"
"Yes, Princess.I shall not tell anyone." Ser Farris said as she smiled at him and walked towards Vermithor.
"Lykirī, Vermithor. Lykirī. Rȳbās, my sweet boy (calm, Vermithor. Calm. Listen, my sweet boy). We shall go at dragonstone and retrieve Aegon's egg—" Vermithor sighed in frustration that his rider still hadn't lost hope that her late brother's egg would hatch.
"— I know, I know that it has been 17 years since Aegon has died but I still hope it would hatch, ñuhon zaldrīzes." She told her dragon as she touched his snout and sat on his back.
