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FIRE WILL REIGN

⤚FIRE WILL REIGN⤞

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Drakarya had been happy when she had finally found a name for her dragon, and Moonfyre fit the beast who looked like she belonged among the stars themselves. She placed her hand on the nose of her dragon, putting her forehead to the spot between Moonfyre's eyes as she closed her own. "I am sorry it took me so long" she said as she looked to Moonfyre who let out a chirp which she assumed had been one for acknowledgement.

"My Prince! Princess!"

Both Drakarya and Aegon turned around as Moonfyre and Sunfyre made themselves appear larger to see what possible threat came their way, but it had only been ser Criston, the sworn protector of their mother. "ser Criston" Aegon said dismissing of the Kingsguard knight. "It is important the both of you come, the young Prince has been attacked" ser Criston said as Aegon and Drakarya shared a look.

"Aemond?" Aegon asked before they quickly followed the knight into the Driftmark castle as Drakarya's heart started to race and bounce loudly in the back of her throat, she felt like throwing up. Who had attacked Aemond, who had been foolish enough to attack someone of the Crown, were they going to attack them as well, has that been the reason why she was being brought into safety?

The moment Aegon and Drakarya arrived, ser Otto watched the two as Queen Alicent stood next to Prince Aemond, in distress over the attack on her son as Drakarya gasped and rushed herself to her brother. "Aemond" she said as she held his free hand. Even though Aemond had been a year older than she had been, she cared deeply for her siblings as Aegon joined the side of Helaena. Otto wished to betrothed them in the way King Jaehaerys wed his sister Alysanne, which had a fruitful marriage and a long reign. That way he could use Aemond, Daeron and especially Drakarya as pawns in making allies. Perhaps a Lord looking for a fertile wife to give him sons. Otto Hightower had been a vile man, even towards his own grandchildren.

Aegon watched the room, as Drakarya worried herself over her brother. "Where were you two?" Alicent then demanded as Aemond looked to Aegon and Drakarya. "Wha—" Aegon started but he had been slapped across the face before he could even process the question his mother asked. "Once again you were drowning in your cups as your brother was maimed." Alicent said as she looked to Aegon. "And to drag your sweet sister down with you" she said as she gave him a small shove which caused him to take a few steps back as Alicent walked over to Drakarya and Aemond again. She kissed her daughter on the top of her head, glad she had been near her again and not harmed physically so far by Aegon's antics.

She had heard the whispers of Aegon's appetite, which Otto had only proclaimed had been nothing odd for a Prince his age as King Viserys had been the same in his youth before marriage, which had been why he wished for Aegon to wed sooner rather than later. However, that had been all they were, whispers. Aegon pestered the maids, sure, but it had been nothing more than complaining about them being slow at their job or have ridiculous request they could not meet in the given time he gave.

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