The girl who tamed the DRAGON

Prologue 1.2

"I did tell you not to place a bet on it's life, brother."-Isadora said smugly.

They were currently returning from their hunt and were carrying a boar.
Their horses following after them, as they had been thought.

"Shut up!"-Aiden responded, annoyed.

The Phoenix children had made a bet on the animal's life. Whoever managed to kill it, got to humour the other, in a way they wanted. And Isa had won.

Soon they could see the gate to the castle. Isadora looked at her brother, then to the entrance, smiling devilishly.

"Want to make another bet, darling, Aiden?"-the girl suggested.

Aiden followed her gaze and answered:

"You're so on, dear Isadora."

Together they gently placed the dead boar on Vojjor's back and tied it tightly. Discussing on what the winner shall win.

After deciding on a prize, the duo got into running positions and Aiden began counting down:

"Three... Two... One, go!"

They ran as their feet could carry them, Doherty and Vojjor trotting behind them.

Eventually Aiden overtook his sister and won the race.

"Guess you won't be able to embarrass me..."-the boy said and, laughing they went to leave their horses.

They took off the boar, quickly skinned it and told the guards to drop it off in the kitchen.

As soon as they entered the palace, a servant stopped in front of them and bowed deeply.

"Lady and Lord Phoenix, your Lord father has requested your presence in his quarters."-he relayed the message he had received.

The teens looked at each other and shrugged. And swiftly ascended the stairs to their father's chambers. They were wondering what did their father have to say to them, since he hadn't spoken to them a lot since their mother, Julia Phoenix, had died three years prior.

Isadora knocked two times on the door and soon after they heard a 'Come in.' from the inside.

They walked in, Aiden closing the door behind them.

Lord Arren Phoenix was resting on a chair, staring out of the gigantic window. The man was very muscular, they had called him 'bear-tackler' when he was younger. He had pale skin, crimson red hair and golden eyes just like his children. His hair was shoulder length, curling at the ends. Arren had little red spikes for a beard, since he had recently shaved.

Isadora and Aiden exchanged a look that said 'Who should speak up first?'

But before they could say anything their father began talking slowly, still not facing them:

"I didn't call you here just so you can stare at me..."-he took a little pause then continued-"Drogo has married Daenerys Targaryen."

Isadora smiled gleefully. She had become good friends with the burly man. She was happy that he was married.

"Good for him!"- she spoke her mind.

Arren finally turned his head towards his children and started talking to Isadora.

"This message reminded me to tell you something."-he got up and put his arms behind his back, while staring at his daughter's eyes-"You're to marry Loras of the house Tyrell, Dora. You are leaving in a fortnight."

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A/N

Hi, guys! I'm sorry that the chapter is short...but I promise, the next will be longer. Thank you for reading!