As the sea's roll high on the midnight coast Tyland felt spent and at his wits end. Aemond had charged him with getting the triarchy's help in their fight agaiasnt the Whore of Dragonstone in relieving the blockade she held but doubt and worry plagued his thoughts as his three envoy ships where closing in on the stepstones "What if im not able to negociate a truce or deal with these mongrels? Whats going to happen to my position at court if I dont turn up with something, or anything to stop the blockade the Sea Snake and Rhaenyra have up... what will Aemond due to me if I turn up empty handed? should I just sail to Lannisport if things dont go well? No if anything that would be Aemonds excuse to burn down Casterly Rock and my brothers army heading to the Riverlands... Why does it have to be me why couldnt the hightower bitch have gone instead? Just because she is the mother of the King doesnt mean she couldnt have gone now that her uses are mostly spent right??" Tyland shook his head as he paced his quarters trying to find out a good deal and solution to the problem at Kings landing when a knock at his cabin doors distracted him
"Pardon me lord Tyland but we are nearing the Stepstones and... the captain has asked you to come and see this" A man behind the door said in what seemed like haste and worry
Tyland groaning asked, "What is their to see but rocks and darkness right now tell the captain I will see them in the morning"
"No my lord the Stepstones.... The Stepstones are on FIRE my lord we think it might be-" The crew mate was interrupted by Tyland's sudden burst of energy to the door. Fire on the stepstones could only mean one thing for Tyland in his mind, "Please dont let it be Daemon please!!" As Tyland raced up the galley onto the deck he could finally see it in full. The Stepstone were indeed on fire, an expanse so wide and the smell of death mixing with the salt sea and charcoal of flames on wood Tyland could see it in the distance though he hardly believed it.
"Prepare the scorpion now! we have a dragon in sight!" Tyland ushered the orders to the crew on deck, though he knew it was mainly the captains job he felt they needed to take charge now to end the threat daemon would pose onto them. However just as the men scurried to the fastened Scorpion a stream of Dragon fire rained down onto them and the sails alongside the scorpion they had installed. it was the red and black swirl flames of Daemons dragon Caraxes. No these dragon flames where unlike Tyland had seen before, pitch black, almost midnight blue flames with rushes of lighter ice blue swirls. In that moment Tyland looked up to what appeared to be a shadow in the sky and though he could make out the shape of the dragon high above he could hardly believe the size of it.
The shadow of this dragon blocked out the starlight that shined downward and when it passed over the full moon it sent his spine to shiver. If he hadnt know better he had thought that Balerion had been born anew but he saw the skull at the keep and knew their was only one other dragon in westeros that was as big as Vhagar, but that was Vermithor the 'Bronze Fury' it didnt make sense with the black and blue flames he saw. the light however was starting to show as the peak between dusk and dawn, the moon on the horizon with the sun just barely peaking out would shine light on the attacker for tyland and his crew. In the horror of what he saw the Lion on the ocean could only shake in fear as the crew tried to put out the dragon flames on board. Tylands eyes landed on what he thought was now the new largest Dragon in all of Planetos and he quivered at the thought of who he should fear more, Aemonds Fury or the mysterious dragon that now laid before them. What haunted his thoughts for the last moment of his life was the fact that as this black and blue dragon came in for a second pass he could see the glint of blackened steel on top of it as large as a person which meant only one thing.
A New Dragon Rider had Entered the game of thrones.
*(So dont hate me to much on this, im a new writer and just starting out but I felt creative juices flowing and have loved the GoT and HoTD series since they showed up on my tv one day. I always asked myself one thing "What if that one dragon lord family in Valyria made it out like the targaryens did? and so with both a main oc that i made though lacking inspiration of many other valyrian name I chose one that is a bit out of the norm. I hope you all will join me on this journey to read what I think could be a could series of chapters in this Fanfiction of the Dance of the dragons!*)
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The Dragons Dance: A Fate Untold
FanfictionThe year is 132 After Conquest, war looms over the horizon as the Blacks and the Greens are planning and plotting their upcoming movements. The Dance of dragons is underway with Lucerys Velaryon dead as is his poor dragon Arrax. A son has been lost...
