Cursed Dragon | Jon Snow

10.

Naella POV

It's been a couple days since I left Winterfell, since I left Jon. I was only a couple of hours away from Dragons stone but I stopped. What can I say I'm a little nervous.

I was lying on Arians leg while Zerrin went hunting for food. I don't know why but they don't seem to want to leave me alone, there is always one with me as if they are scared that what happened in Winterfell will happen again.  As if answering my suspicions Arian purred making me believe my theory even more. I smiled gently to him before going back to my worries.

What if she doesn't believe me
What if she thinks I am an imposter.
What if she has the same mindset towards me as her father did.
What if she tries to kill me?

Would I be able to fight her, Rhaegars little sister?
I grew frustrated with my childish worries but more so to the fact that I couldn't answer them or convince myself that I was being stupid. I stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff starring out as I watched Zerrin fly back towards us.

" I have to go... "

I sighed and turned towards Arian but stopped in my tracks at the sound of a dragons screech.
That screech didn't come from my dragons. Also hearing the sound Arian stood over me in a protective manner and Zerrin next to him. I saw a dark shadow in the sky flying around as, it was big but slightly smaller to Arian and Zerrin. The dragon broke through the clouds revealing his red scales before landing infront of us. We stood in what I could only explain it as a staring contest. I watched as the dragon looked from Zerrin to Arian then to me and back.

It took a step forward but stopped when my dragons took a step forward and screeched. This caused the red dragon to stop and slowly lower his head, as if he was saying he was no threat. I slowly made my way from under Arian to the red dragon slowly. I heard Arian hiss slightly but I ignored it.

I was only a few steps away from the red dragon before he brought his head down to my level. He looked at me for a few seconds before he.. froze? He didn't move until I slowly reached my hand up to touch his head. I though it would pull away or growl or something but he didn't he just stared at me, stared at my eyes.

His gaze left my eyes when my hand touched his snout but he didn't pull away, instead he leaned into it and purred slightly. I could feel Zerrin and Arian lowering there guard and going about there business. I on the other hand stayed with my hand on the dragons noise. After what seemed like hours he pulled away from my hand and looked at me once more before lifting off and flying in the direction I was heading to.

"So that's her dragon..." I said to know one.

I chuckled to myself, climbed onto Zerrin and followed after him. I guess he was a sign to hurry up.

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I'm sorry for the short chapter after all this time but I'm officially on holiday so I'll try harder to post more and longer chapters