"You are the blood of the dragon. Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words.
Fire and blood."
"With a coat of gold or a Coat of red,
A lion still has claws.
And mine are long and shar...
"man" Allysandra replies while playing with her dolls.
"Good now, Vali?"
"men" Allysandra
"Good, Valar?"
"all men," Allysandra says.
"Okay then, Valun?"
"Really sister, some men, at least make it difficult for me," Allysandra says smugly.
"Oh is that so," says Amara.
"Nyke Amara perzys se lightning born hen lentor targārien, hen valyrio uēpo ānogār iksan. Valyrīha iksos issa muñnykeā ēngos."
"That is not fair" Allysandra cries out.
Hahahahahahaha "hey you said to make it difficult for you," Amara says to her sister laughing out loud.
"Well tell me what it means" Amara questions.
"I am Amara Fire and Lightning born of the House Targaryen, of the blood of Old Valyria. Valyrian is my mother tongue." Alyssa says entering the room.
"Well thank you for that 'Allysandra' " Amara laughs at her best friend as she enters the room.
"You are forever, welcome my lady," Alyssa says.
Amara makes a face at her friend and says "Lyssa we talked about this do not call me that, you are my best friend not my servant" Amara says clearly annoyed with the honorific.
"Good to see someone is finally nice to little Alyssa here" comes a new voice.
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Amara looks at the new but familiar face he looks only a few years older than Amara herself........ Could he be?
"Renly"? Amara inquires and at the smile, the boy is giving her she smiles wider as she runs to him.
