𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓 [𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗯.𝗦]

19

THE LAST TARGARYENS

VISENYA didn't return to wherever Daeron had come from, she had heard the mentioning of boats. And if that was where they had stayed, they didn't return. Her Uncle Daeron and his company heartily agreed on staying with them in their rooms. Believing it would be a far more wiser decision.

"They're beautiful," whispered Daeron as he stroked the scaled skin that sat upon Vhagar's head. He smiled softly at the white wolf that nudged against him ever so curiously.

Visenya laughed, although she had only known him for a few quick moments she liked him. Daeron was kind and gentle, but there was a spirit of fire beneath.

"Aren't they just. That's Vhagar, then there's Arrax, Silverwing and Quicksilver. And that beautiful beast is my wolf, and companion, Ghost."

Daeron grinned as the wolf barked, jumping up to lick him in the face. He was delighted to gaze upon such a creature, Ghost seemed just as magical as the Dragons.

"Are they all male?" He asked.

Visenya smiled with a shake of her head, looking upon her children lovingly.

"No," she said. "Silverwing and Quicksilver are female. But I adore them all the more for it. My lovely girls," cooed Visenya. Beaming in delight as they cooed back, smoke swirling from their lips. Rickon screeched in delight as Vhagar dived for him once more. Wrapping himself around the child as if he were a shield.

"He's fond of Rickon," stated Daeron.

Rickon laughed in delight as the dragon he had come to admire curled around him all the more, tightening the embrace with such affection. The other three looked upon them in envy, huffing in thought that Vhagar received all the attention. Daeron chuckled, his own dragons hadn't taken to anyone in such a manner. He always thought it was only those of Valyrian ancestry. 

"Is his mother's ancestors Valyrian?" Asked Daeron.

Visenya shook her head furiously with a bitter sneer upon her lips at the mere thought of Catelyn Stark.

"No! Heavens no!"

"You do not like her?"

"Lady Stark, my father's wife, was a cruel and bitter woman that knew kindness but she didn't express it to everyone. And certainly not me..."

Daeron blinked. "For what reason did she have to act in such a manner?" He couldn't quite comprehend the why on the matter at hand. It puzzled him greatly.