Claiming the dragon

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Aemond pov
Of course I knew about the betrothal talk, I was also sad mourning her death. I didn't know much about the betrothal and marriage, but I was happy about the fact that she will be mine.
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Someone to call mine. Since the day my dragon didn't hatch from the egg placed in my crib, I was bullied by my brother and my nephews. I hated the fact that they all had dragons, even little Lucerys had a dragon. Everyone except me had something to call their own.
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They once told me that they found a dragon for me and invited me to the dragon pit. I went there longing only to find out it was a pig. That was the day I decided that I will claim the largest dragon and will also have someone to call my own.
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*Back to the present*
As I was flying over the city in search of the white ghost "the hidden princess", I saw three dragons flying over to attack Vhagar. Vermax, Arrax and a new dragon were attacking Vhagar at different pulse points. But Vhagar being experienced in war, fought off Vermax and heavily injured Arrax.
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As Arrax and Lucerys fell from the sky, Vermax and Jacerys rushed to help them leaving the other dragon and the other rider weak. The dragon even though young and small gave a tough fight to Vhagar. I couldn't see the riders face clearly. They were covered in battle clothes also covering the face. But I could see the blonde hair peeking from behind the face scarf.
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The rider also looked young maybe 16 or 17, too young for a battle I would say. But when time calls a warrior answers, so I was proud of the the little guy. I wondered if it could be Joffrey, the youngest of the three strong bastards but then he had black hair. Little Viserys and little Aegon were only 10 and 7 if I remembered correctly.
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As I was still wondering about the Targaryen dragon rider, Vhagra made a sudden move and got hold of the other dragon's neck. The young one struggled to save itself and its rider. But Vhagar was determined to kill. After a few long minutes the dragon fell from the sky.
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The rider who was seated on the saddle, fell away from the dragon. The scarf came undone, the silver blonde Targaryen hair moving in the wind.
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As I saw the falling young dragon rider, my heart stilled.
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"Visenya" I said as I watched her descend from the sky.
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Is Visenya alive? Is she the hidden princess? Did Rhaenyra hide Daenys to protect her future heir?
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