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
Dragon screeching
"We have 16, perhaps 18, seaworthy ships. Seven hundred foot, some 60 knights. Our food quickly dwindles, save for what we can fish from the sea. I would say we have a fortnight, mayhaps a bit longer with strict rationing. I've made call for Driftmark to send more ships, but they will be weeks away. We are faltering and the Triarchy knows it. We must press the attack, continue sending the dragons." Lord Corlys said as his brother, son and commander listened to him.
"It's pointless, father. The Crabfeeder has created a choke point here, beyond these dunes. Archers hold the high positions, foot soldiers hold the ground. We've strafed them on dragon back again and again, but they just retreat within the caves. Dragons can circle Bloodstone until they fall out of the sky. The Crabfeeder and his men have no reason to leave those caves." Laenor said.
"We must give them one, an offering of flesh to bait the crab." Laenor suggested as Joffery Velaryon screamed.
"Dragons returning!"
Dragons roaring
"Yes. Who? Which man here will happily go to his death? Show me the knight who will march into that hell pit, nephew, and I will show you a madman." Vaemond asked.
"Daemon." Laenor said.
"Daemon is why we are losing!" Vaemond argued.
"Then Alicendria, she will fight." Laenor said.
"Alicendria, A woman?!" Vaemond glared at his nephew.
"She at least went here to fight this war. What role have you played in his council, uncle?" Laenor paused
