𝗱ā𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗻 // corlys velaryon

iii

SILVERWING abruptly hit the ground, causing a yelp to erupt from nesaemys' throat.
she groaned in pain, sliding off the beautiful mount of alysanne.
the moonlight sliced across the yard of dragonstone, her silver hair easily distinguishable.
she looked up, catching the eye of a brown haired child, whom she could only presume to be one of rhaenyra's sons.
he furrowed his brows, staring in confusion.
"jacaerys?"
she called, watching as the boy
scrunched his face up in disgust.
"i need to speak to your mother, jacaerys.
i'm nesaemys."
he sighed.
"i know."
as he said that, a beautiful woman strode beside the child.
"sister."
she snarled.
"your grace!"
nesaemys rambled, curtsying quickly.
this sparked rhaenyra's curiosity.
"your brother is your king."
she sneered, venom on her tongue.
nesaemys was taken aback.
"our father said you were the heir. not aegon. i'm here to support your claim."
rhaenyra's eyes widened slightly.
"jacaerys, go to your chambers."
she mumbled, sending the pug-nosed child off.
"you've claimed silverwing since i last saw you?"
she asked from her position.
nesaemys nodded contently, stroking the chin of her dragon.
"i wanted dreamfyre."
rhaenyra smirked at the ambitious girl,
before vanishing into the shadows of the hall behind her.
nesaemys scoffed in disbelief.
nesaemys ran her hand across the snout of silverwing affectionately, gazing across the yard.
eventually, her elder sister emerged from the castle, a drowsy sealord following.
"nesaemys."
rhaenyra greeted, grinning slightly as her sister curtsied again.
"my lord."
she dipped her head to
the sea snake.
"princess."
he said tiredly, watching nesaemys suspiciously.
"so you're here to bend the knee?"

an.
rhaenyra will be babie in this fic. she may get a little more aggressive after her velaryon sons die, towards nesa especially because aemond kills luce. i think.
i may not include ulf white and hugh hammer very much.
originally nesa was supposed to mount grey ghost, but sunfyre kills him so