The dragon keep (Aegon targaryen) a house of the dragon fanfic

i am the fire

Chapter 4 ~ I am the fire

FROM THE ASHES SHE BECAME

Before she became fire, she was water.
Quenching the thirst of every dying creature.
She gave and she gave
until she turned from sea to desert.
But instead of dying of the heat,
the sadness, the heartache,
she took all of her pain
and from her own ashes became fire.

~Nikita Gill

Sunfyres beautiful wings soared through the sky, higher and higher painting his riders like icaruses.
Aegon had caimed him the year after Visenya was brought into this cruel world, and from the time Aegon had been able to ride sunfyre and take Visenya on with him it was the three of them against the world.

Visenya clung to Aegon, her arms wrapped softly around his back, making sure she would not squeeze too tight. Her giggles filled the air as the dragon swerved through mountains, making Aegon grin. He was pleasing her. At one point, the Dragon had gone vertical, making Visenya let out a tiny scream which was slightly stifled by her burying her face into Agons back as her grip increased.

Despite Aegon being tipsy, being with the only two people who loved him the most gave him a resting heart, which he allowed himself to place within their hands to protect and love. Not to break. He regretted snapping at Visenya. He was in his own thought. Jaceryes had pissed him off once again, and despite her sweet sound bringing him back to earth, he was still in a foul mood. And scince the boy could not stand to say he was sorry, the only way he could try and make his apology known to his sweet Visenya was through his dragon. 'Maverdagon biare,' he had whispered to Sunfyre as Visenya stood to the side, putting on her riding gloves. He had attempted to say 'make her happy' but instead 'make happy' were the Valyrian words that rolled off his tongue. He hated learning High Valyrian it was, according to him: a waste of time.

"DRACARYS SUNFYRE!" Aegon shouted, and not even a moment later, harsh golden dragonfire spat from sunfyres jaws. He covered his face slightly as the wind blew the fire back on them, but Visenya just glued the side of her sweet face onto Aegons back. It was the merge of two kindred spirits.

The girl smiled, the warmth in her face, which Aegon longed to look at, spreading warmth through them both. "Aeg, where are we going?" Visenya asked, making sure to use his pet name, which she had reserved for him scince their childhood.

"You'll see Vi!" Aegon responded, trying his best not to shout so loudly as the wind slapped his face, sending a thrill through his body. He took one of his hands away from Sunfyres saddle ( a stupid idea, really). His rough hand rested on her soft, delicate one around his waist. He smiled and assumed she did as well as he could feel her warmth.

"ILAGON SUNFYRE TEGON!" Aegon shouted to Sunfyre as he looked down at one of the snowy summets. The golden instantly responded, leaning his neck down to the cliff where his rider steered him to.

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"Visenya is my only daughter?" Princess Rhaenyra snapped back at the hightower queen after another one of her stupid betrothal offers. Rhaenyra wanted so badly to scream at Alicent to give her the earfull she deserved from spreading bastardly comments about her sons. She glared at the green queen, a feirce motherly storm fogging her eyes as she looked at the queens big brown eyes. Ones which in her youth she would of welcomed with open arms, but now she looked coldly at her step mother wishing she had never been freinds with her.

"As is Haelena for me, Rhaenyra, I dont see why we can't betrothe my son, Aegon to Visenya... they are quite fond of each other, are they not?" Alicent replied, her brown doe eyes filled with sincerity as she desperately held on to the fragments of their childhood companionship. She had regretted waering the stupid green dress as soon as the day after came. It wasn't what she wanted, but she had felt so pushed by her father that her choice slimmed to nothing...