A History of The Vailon Rulers of Skyhold

Haegon Vailon, a former Lord of Skyhold, recognized for his famed cruelty against Raiders such as the Ironmen from the West. Not many people remember him as an all good Lord, not many people remember him all, he was a man that liked Violence and War above all else, putting the needs of prosperity and respect for his people at the back of his mind. He had left it to Bjorn Mal, a former protector of Skyhold, someone who was recognized as the true ruler of Skyhold during the reign of Haegon The Bloody.

Then after Haegon, was Uerys The Malleable, whilst not brutal or as effective against the Ironmen of the West, he was peaceful, loving, and kind towards the people. He was said to spend more time with the peasants of Skyhold then his wife, Jenerys Vailon. He was a man that loved peace and did not do well in conflict, often bargaining with his enemies, giving up land and paying in the legion's blood more than anything.

Uerys was remembered for almost losing Skyhold due to the efforts of one Aion Gasicer, a Commander of the Vailon Legions and rebel of the Gasicer Empire. It was named as he had plotted to overthrow the Vailon's, gaining land and men through his conquest of Skyhold, which lands had housed villages at the time.

The last daughter of Valyria was once again saved by the efforts of a Mal Protector, this one being Caius Mal, who had led the remaining Vailon Legions who had not sided with Aion and put them to the sword, making sure to send a message to whoever planned to overthrow the rightful rulers of Skyhold that they would be stopped with the full force of the Vailon Legions.

Caius Mal is often remembered for his killing of Aion Gasicer upon the 'Gasicer Hill' aptly named for the Village where Aion planned his rebellion.

During the rebellion, Uerys had been told by his Father to return to Valyria, only the peaceful man he was, did not return, instead, he rode out to meet Aion Gasicer. Upon arrival with his protector, Uerys had pleaded with Aion to stop this rebellion and see what he was doing to the people, in the end, Uerys had died.

Being killed by Aion with a swift swing of his sword, Uerys is remembered by the peasants as a Kind and loving Gentleman, while with the Vailon Legions he is seen as a fool who played peacemaker too many times, often being nicknamed 'Malleable.'

Daeron's Chambers

Under candlelight Daeron read the History of his ancestors, finding only two Lords since the time that Aenys had liberated the land. Haegon and Uerys, it was not often mentioned but it seemed that the two had quite the impact on Skyhold, enough that no more raids came from the West, only remaining here, in the East.

The so-called Ironmen, Daeron had never heard of any of those before, he assumed they were mercenaries from Westeros, he would ask Maester Reaver later on. The reason why Daeron had begun reading such a book was because of the lady, Arqa. The proclaimed Elder of Skyhold, the woman was over a hundred years of age and still looked young, enough that she looked forty at the least.

Only she did not learn this stuff from being alive this long, she learned it from her mother and simply passed it down to the children, wanderers, and soldiers of Skyhold. He found it quite interesting that a woman of her stature learned it from another, it was interesting enough that he wanted to brush up on it himself, he wanted to see what past rulers were like.

Daeron soon closed the book, no longer having time to read it, he had learned enough for today. He could only wonder what other things remained hidden behind the holding of his family, many things awaited him to find out and he would find them to the best of his ability.

He blew out the candle, heading over to his bed, where he soon collapsed into the sweet domain of sleep as he had quite a lack of it recently due to only arriving hours ago and flying for over five days.

Volantis

Sitting in a Council Chamber were two of the most powerful men of Volantis, the men that controlled the city and were regarded as one of the oldest descendants of Valyria, the blood of the dragons ran through them proudly, no matter how diluted it was. They had gathered to discuss the reports from their people in Skyhold, a man with dark-silver hair with enchanting violet eyes that seemed to shine like an amethyst.

These three men had not been concerned with the Dragonlords of the West, they were of no dire threat to them, nor would they turn their eyes onto that of the First Daughter, Volantis had made sure to not anger the Dragon. They made sure they kept their interests somewhat aligned with that of the Targaryen family, although, they had recently been engaged with the other Free Cities, those being Norvos and Lorath, they have yet to make a move on the others, though it was on their minds.

"What do we do? We have one of those incest fucks at Skyhold, an army of 35,000 Men waits for his call, will he be another Haegon?"

A man dressed in the finest silk that money could buy, decorated in Black and Velvet red as his eyes held nothing but hate towards the man known as Daeron people called him. This was Triene, a Tiger of Volantis, a man who favored the end of the Valyrians, seeing it as a way for Volantis to rise and take what should rightfully be theirs, Essos.

"Calm down Triene, we do not know the man yet, it's why we've been keeping our intent in the shadows, we believed it was only Uros leading the Legions, now we know that a Vailon has landed on their shores. We do not know if they have accepted him, believe me, those people may believe him ready but forcing him into such a role, it would not be best for them and they know that."

Ever the voice of reason, Jaqar was a man that had most recently risen the title of Triarch within Volantis, he was someone that calmed down the hot-headed Triene, a man that believed diplomacy and secrecy was the way to get things done, and he was proved right in most situations.

"You ask me to calm down!? No! A Vailon, not a Targaryen, not a Belaerys, but a Vailon! They were regarded as one of the most powerful families in the Freehold, said to have housed the powerful dragons that conquered Skyhold, and you tell me to calm down!? I say we hire some Sellswords and some Dothraki Savages then put them to the sword!"

Triene slammed his fist down, not wanting to listen to the thoughts of this friend, the man that valued shadows and secrecy, no, there was a time for that when one did not know what their enemies had planned, it was time for action.

"Peace Triene, listen and listen well. We cannot afford to directly go to war against Skyhold and it's 35,000 Men. We do not have the arms or men to pull off such an army or war at this point, we will find a Sellsword Company and instruct to raid villages, burn them to the ground. We see the response and we will wait to strike-"

The council chamber doors opened with a large clang of the metal door, clearly someone was not happy with being left out, walking in was a beautiful woman with fair-tanned skin and black luscious hair as her gleaming violet eyes landed on the two men before her, she watched them with a smirk, enjoying the color draining from their faces as she knew what was going on.

Her hips did not naturally sway or look alluring in some fashion as if she was a whore looking to entice a common man, no, she was strong in how she presented herself, walking with the grace of a Queen and commanding the room with a simple look that seemed rare for a woman of her age.

"Gentlemen, do you know that it's not nice to leave a lady out on plans? Especially when that lady is the one that has some information on the man that we are dealing with, you will have to learn to stop your impulsive nature Triene and you, Jaqar, you will have to learn when action is warranted."

Triene growled, his eyes narrowing on the sight of the bitch before him, the one that had oddly enough, wielded more power than them, it was clear that they no longer had control of this situation. He knew that he should be listening, sharing a glance with Jaqar, they both raised an eyebrow curiously and just wondered what she had up her sleeve.

Skyhold

Uros stood at a window, overlooking the city of Skyhold, he saw it for all it was. The glory of the East, the last daughter of Valyria. He sighed remembering when a servant had informed him of some news, Daeron had gotten a book regarding the history of House Vailon and how it changed with each ruler. Uros knew that Daeron would not miss how his family seemed to always save the day, he wondered how the boy might react. He would handle it when the time came.

"Protector, our men are back. They're reports that they had a fight with some Dothraki raiding our lands..."

Uros stroked his chin, looking at the messenger with his stoic mask in place. He knew that he could place this into Daeron's hands, see how he would be leading an effort against the Dothraki who were nothing but savages, organized but savages all the same. He waved him away, turning back to face the bustling city, he noticed a few soldiers heading in and how they seemed to be looking worse than when they left.

"Khal Valshin, how you force our hand, maybe, just maybe you should see the might of Dragons..."

As if on cue, Raenar, Lucion, and Brightflame roared in the sky before descending just above Skyhold, casting a mighty shadow that seemed to envelop all of Skyhold.

Uros knew in the coming days that this would decide the fate of their entire kingdom, the Free Cities had no doubt heard of this and would prepare to approach Daeron. As Protector, Uros would do his job and make sure nothing came to harm for their Lord.

"You must have a calm head and an even calmer mind, nothing, not even death should shake you. You must be prepared for it, no matter how unexpected it may be, you cannot let your emotions rule you or they will rule your kingdom."

Daeron looked at Arqa with confusion, he knew that already but he doubted that emotions could rule a kingdom alone, a King had advisors and such, a King would often listen to advisors, would they not?

"I see the look of confusion on your face, trust me, emotions are powerful. They can cause you to do dangerous and empire breaking things, they've toppled kingdoms and killed men greater than you. "

He listened to Arqa, they were walking through the streets, men of the Legions walked past them. Not sparing Daeron or the elder another look, clearly showing what they thought of them and Daeron did feel a bit of anger but he understood it. He had yet to prove his true skill of leading them and maybe he never would.

"I see but emotions, they pop up in the oddest times Arqa, in the heat of battle or when you lay your eyes on a woman, you never know what might happens. Just how do you control yourself then?"

Arqa stared at him for a while before running a hand over his smooth pale face, his violet eyes softening at the gesture as he thought of the woman as a mother.

"That, you have to figure out for yourself. Better men have tried and fallen hard to the cruel escapes that they come up with, sex, drinks, fighting. They are the most common but there are other ways, ways that you can improve the kingdom while also battling these emotions. I saw the anger in your eyes when that soldier passed us, you've not earned that level of respect yet Daeron but you will."

They continued walking as they stopped at a small tavern, only to stand there for a moment when they heard some bells ringing in the distance. They looked at the city gates and noticed the Vailon Legions, the crest of Daeron's family on their leather armored chests, clearly worn with pride.

Daeron looked at Arqa, noticing her smile, he could already see that some of these men morale had been all but broken. They had been defeated in battle but by whom? As far as he was aware, Skyhold had no outstanding enemies, just who was brave enough to attack them?

"I see your curiosity little dragon. The Legions are some of the greatest fighters to grace these lands, for now, I want you to continue studying your family. See what they did that you can do better, you will find something to use and apply to the current state of Skyhold, cause, believe me, they will need you in the coming years Daeron."

Daeron looked at Arqa, he had a feeling like she had meant something else but who else would need him beside the people of Skyhold? He did not think more of it, to prove himself useful to the kingdom he had to continue studying his family. For the future of his kingdom and his people, he would not let his emotions rule him, he would rule his emotions...

A/N: Been a while? Here's an update to smooth things over and expect some heated things to come up soon guys, cause...

War Is Coming.

We see Daeron learning on some of his family, the people that ruled Skyhold for a while, people in Skyhold have forgotten but one person has not and that is our dear Protector Uros whose family has played a big part in its history.

We have Volantis...ooh what are those people doing? Just what does this mysterious woman have in store for Daeron and the legions of Skyhold?

Then we have our Elder Arqa teaching Daeron to not let his emotions rule him and instead place it elsewhere, have an outlet. Only wanting him to place it in the Kingdom and not himself as that could be destructive.

Next chapter: Visenya III

Just how will Aegon, Orys, and Vaelana react to the news of the powerful Vailon being alive and rebuilding his family? Will Visenya tell them of the marriage? Find out in the next chapter! See you then!