Jaehaerys Targaryen
' Jaehaerys didn't know where he was, there wasn't much light in the room, the room was small, Jae could see a bed and table close to the fireplace, but there was no fire. Jae never remembered to have been here. It was a room he never saw before, the room's walls were covered in gold, or at least that's what Jae thought it was. The goblets around the table looked to be made of gold; the carpets lying on the floor looked very expensive. But it was freezing. Even colder than in Winterfell.
"My prince," he hears a woman's voice whisper. Jaehaerys turns around and sees a woman sitting in a chair. Her face was covered in shadows, and Jaehaerys couldn't see her face. Jaehaerys sees her gets up and slowly walks towards him. The little light coming from the window close to Jaehaerys reveals her face slowly.
It was Shiera, and she looked the same as she did in all the other dreams, her eyes different, one bright green and the other one dark blue, it felt like they were looking at his very soul. She was wearing a silver dress, and her silver hair was lovely.
She was wearing a thin silver dress, which wasn't hiding much from her body, and she was smiling at him.
Jaehaerys took a deep breath. "You are Shiera Seastar?" Jaehaerys asked quietly and looking at with wary.
She grinned at him. "Yes," she responded kindly.
"Why am I here?" Jaehaerys asked quietly and looking around the room.
"Because I wanted you to be here. Brynden has given you huge responsibility," Shiera responded, and Jaehaerys's eyes go to her.
"What do you mean? What responsibility?" Jaehaerys asked, confused, and not trusting her.
"The responsibility for the future and you're not ready yet for that," Shiera responded with a hint of sadness and walked closer to Jaehaerys.
She was only one step away from him. And Jaehaerys could feel her cold breath on his face.
"How do you know Uncle Brynden?" Jaehaerys asked seriously and taking a step back from her.
"I knew Brynden well, and we were close before. I still think about him sometimes, while I'm locked here," Shiera finished with a hint of anger and gritting her teeth.
She starts walking to his left and slowly walking around him.
"Where are you locked?" Jaehaerys asked, not looking at her.
"Is not the right time for you to know, right now, you need to grow up, and soon you should meet her, she will lead you, and one advice," she said and stopped walking, and leaned very close to his face. "Don't trust The Raven," Shiera whispered in his ear, and everything went dark.
Jae opened his eyes, and he was feeling cold. Jae feels two warm bodies close to him. Jae looks at his left and right and sees his father and Elia sleeping with him. Both of them were turned in his direction. Jae felt strange having them here, but he felt happy too, and he felt warm. Jae still hated himself for losing control, and he wasn't supposed to lose control.
I should control myself, Jae thought angrily. And still very angry about it.
Jae had felt the fire in his eyes and chest again.
Jae knew he should have better control of Bloodfyre. Or maybe he was the one who didn't have control.
When Bloodfyre roared, Jae knew that was a threatening roar, and he made a Threat Roar to his family when he lost control, which scared Jae. This was his family. He would never want to hurt them. Why did that happen?
When he walked away, he just wanted to disappear somewhere. But his father returned him, and Jae knew he did the right thing by staying.
Jae then remembered his dream. Shiera told him not to trust The Raven.
Why? Jae asked himself and not knowing if he should trust her words. Jae didn't know her. Uncle Brynden saved my life, and I own my life to him, Jae thought.
Jae slowly gets up from his bed and carefully to not wake his father and Elia. Jae slowly walks to the fireplace, and the fire was burning hot. Jae looks at the fire and feeling the warmth.
Jae closed his eyes, searching for Winter. Jae found her, close to the castle's walls, eating in a deer. Jae then found Bloodfyre in the forest, a bit far from Harrenhal. He was resting and looking at Harrenhal.
"Bloodfyre, why did you roar?" Jae asked angrily and trying to sound strong.
"You were angry with these people," Bloodfyre responded.
"They're my family, it doesn't matter, they should never be harmed," Jae growled back.
"Very Well," Bloodfyre responded.
Jaehaerys didn't feel more relaxed, and his mind went back to Shiera. He couldn't understand why she said that he couldn't trust The Raven.
Jae now remembered that he hadn't seen Uncle Brynden since he visited him beyond the wall.
Maybe I should see him again, beyond the wall, Jae thought, and his mind went back to last night.
To say he was happy when his father told him that Summerhall would be his keep was an understatement. Jae was sure that was too much for him. But Father reassured him that he deserved that. Then everything went downhill when uncle Viserys asked about Winterfell. Just talking about that dammed place reminded him of the cold nights and when he would be hungry and begging for mother.
Jae hated himself for losing control. My family needs me to protect them, I should be able to control him better, my family needs me, and I won't disappoint them, Jaehaerys thought angrily and feeling sad and guilty.
Jae turns his eyes to his father and Elia sleeping in his bed. They were sleeping peacefully.
In the beginning, Jae was half-convinced that his family would turn out to be like House Stark. But the more he used warging to see what kind of people they were. The more he was convinced that there should be a reason his mother loved his father and that his father was a kind man.
His father loved him, and he has loved his mother, and that made Jaehaerys happy. Jae could see that Elia loved him too, much to his surprise.
And Rhaenys took care of him as a big sister should, and Aegon is a good brother, Dany is like a little sister to him, and grandmother is how he thoughts grandmothers were, kind and loving.
And uncle Viserys, Jae wasn't sure what to think of him. Jae has barely spent time with him.
I will not lose my control with my family again, Jae swore. And then started thinking about Uncle Brynden.
I should talk with Uncle Brynden again. Jae thought.
But now Jae wanted to talk with Arya. He wanted Arya to understand what her father has done and why he did it.
Jae walked slowly to the door and noticed that it was morning when he saw the light coming from the window.
Jae opens the door slowly and finds three kings guard staying guard.
Jae opens the whole door, and all three of them turn to him. It was Ser Arthur, Ser Barristan and Ser Oswell.
"Good morning, Your grace," Ser Arthur said respectfully and glanced at Father and Elia as they were sleeping.
"Good morning, Ser Arthur, Ser Barristan, and Ser Oswell," Jae greeted them with a tired voice and walked outside.
"Where are you going, your grace?" Ser Barristan asked.
Jae turns to him. "I want to be outside," Jaehaerys responded with respect for the lord commander. And started walking away.
As he started walking away, Jae hears footsteps behind. Jae knew Ser Arthur was following him. Jae turns to him.
"Ser Arthur, I don't want you to follow me. I need some time alone," Jae said with authority. Arthur looked ready to protest, but Jae raised his hand to silence him.
"No, I want to be alone. Winter will be with me," Jae said seriously and almost like an order, and leaving no place for arguments. Arthur sighed in defeat. And takes a deep breath.
"Very well, but don't take long, and don't go in the woods," Arthur responded respectfully but not agreeing with him going alone, and Jae nodded in understanding.
Jae was outside, walking where The North tents were. Winter was following him, and Jae felt better with her around.
Jae noticed the glares some soldiers or lords gave at him, and it made him feel uneasy. He hated all this attention.
Jae reached The North tents and hoped Arya would want to talk to him.
The soldiers guarding gave him hard looks. "What do you want? Your grace?" The soldier asked with a hint of fear and looking at him with anger too. Winter seemed to have noticed that because she started growling and looked ready to tear him apart.
"I need to talk with my cousins," Jae answered with authority in his voice, and looking at them and telling them with a look to move out of the way.
The soldiers look at each other, then they move out of the way, and Jae walks inside. After a minute of walking, he sees Arya sparring with Lady Dacey outside. A bit far from Stark's tent, to not bother them.
Jae walked towards them and noticed some men stopped doing their jobs and turned to look at him. Everyone knew who he was, and having Winter with him made sure of that.
Jae sees as Arya tries to swing at Lady Dacey's legs, but she grabs her wooden sword and puts it close to Arya's neck.
"Good, Arya, but long swords are not good for you, even if they are made of wood. You need a shorter sword, and that weighs less than long swords," Lady Dacey suggested, smiling at Arya.
She nodded her head in understanding, and Jae walks forward. Lady Dacey sees him first while Arya puts her wooden sword back to the rack where all the sparring swords were.
"Your grace," Lady Dacey greeted him with respect and bowed her head. Jae still wasn't used to calling him, your grace.
Hearing that, Arya turns around quickly and sees him. Her eyes meet his dark grey eyes. She starts showing anger and sadness in her eyes. Jae could see, tears were already in her eyes.
"Arya, can we talk?" Jae asked kindly. Arya quickly turned her head away, not to see her cry. Lady Dacey turns to Arya and tries to confront her, she puts her hand on Arya's shoulder, but she quickly shook it away and walks away, not caring about them.
Jae sighed sadly and turned to Lady Dacey.
"She will eventually talk to you," Lady Dacey said kindly and turns to him.
"Perhaps, I just wanted to meet her again. She was the only one, who saw me as equal," Jae responded sadly and turning to leave, but Lady Dacey calls him. "Your grace, can we talk?" She asked softly.
Jae turns to her and nods his head in agreement. She started walking to her tent, and Jae follows her along with Winter.
They enter the tent, and it was quite large, and beds made of bear furs in the ground.
Lady Dacey walks to a chair and puts it next to him, and she sits in a second chair, which had the symbol of the bear of House Mormont in the center.
She makes a sign with her hand for him to sit in the chair. Jae sits on the chair, and Winter stands next to him. Lady Dacey glance at Winter before turning her eyes again to him. Jae could see from her body and face that she wasn't afraid of Winter and wasn't feeling uncomfortable or anxious.
"What can I do for you, Lady Dacey?" Jae asked kindly. She offers him a glass of wine and crosses her legs.
"If you can, I want to know anything you can tell me about Lord Stark's treatment, to you?" She asked softly.
Jae didn't want to talk about that time, when he was alone in his room, cold and starving like he was the worst criminal, where everyone would look at him with disgust, and everyone calls him a bastard.
Back then, he wished he would have died, and perhaps he would have if it wasn't for Uncle Brynden teaching him how to warg.
"I don't want to talk about it," Jae responded quietly and with a hint of anger.
Lady Dacey showed sympathy in her eyes and nodded her head in understanding.
"I understand. If I were you, I wouldn't want to talk about it either," Lady Dacey responded with sympathy in her tone and took a sip from her glass of wine.
Jae drank a little, but still, it tasted horrible to him.
"How did you find out who your parents are, your grace?" Lady Dacey asked.
Jae looks at her eyes, "My uncle, at the wall, told me who I was. If it were for Lord Stark, I would never know," Jae responded with a hint of anger in his tone.
Lady Dacey looked to be thinking about what he said, and she took another sip from the wine.
"You can talk to Lord Howland if you want to know more," Jae suggested and took another sip from the wine.
"I went to him, he told me, quiet, horrible things, but I wanted to know from you," she responded quietly.
"I appreciate what you told me, and know this, your grace, House Mormont is always with you, The North Remembers," She said proudly and with respect in her tone.
Jae smiled and appreciated it. At least not everyone from the North is like Lord Stark, Jae thought bitterly and thinking that maybe he should leave now. Arya didn't want to talk with him. What was the point of trying to force her to speak?
"If you want, I can tell Arya to come here, your grace," Lady Dacey asked kindly.
Jae thought about it. The Joust will be soon. After that, everyone will return home, and Lady Whore will die quickly after The Joust, so Arya will want to talk to me even less Jae thought.
"Very well," Jae responded, and Lady Dacey quickly gets up and walks outside the tent.
Jae feels Winter touching his right hand with her head. She looks at him, and Jae starts petting her head. "How are you, good girl? Jae asked happily, and she started licking his fingers. "Perhaps we can go hunting together today," Jae said, smiling and touching her head. And she looked to agree with what he said.
Jae then hears the sounds of footsteps from behind. He looks back and sees Lady Dacey coming inside followed, by the dark hairs of Arya.
Jae gets up and looks at Arya, who was looking at the ground and holding Lady Dacey's hand tightly.
Jae was about to speak when Arya talks first. "Your grace," she greeted him quietly and with a tone like she was talking to a person she didn't know and didn't care to know. Jae sighed sadly and walked closer.
"Arya, can we talk?" Jae asked quietly, and she was still holding Lady Dacey's hand. Dacey touches Arya slightly on the shoulder for her to speak.
Arya slowly nods her head and walks to the chair where Lady Dacey had sat.
Arya looks at Winter for a moment. Jae could swear he saw a little smile on her face, but she quickly removes it, and there was a frown on her face again, and then she looks at him, and Jae could see. She had cried.
Jae hears Lady Dacey walking away, leaving the tent.
"Arya is good to see you aga" Jae was interrupted by Arya.
"Were you happy?" Arya asked tearfully and slowly moving her gaze away from him.
Jaehaerys took a deep breath. "I was happy with you, only you," Jae responded quietly. Jae didn't want to talk about it, but he still wanted her to understand what her father and mother did to him.
"Why? What do you mean? Why weren't you happy with father?" She asked with sadness in her voice and looking at him.
Jae felt angry for mentioning Lord Stark. His hands were closing tightly into a fist, and he took another deep breath.
"Arya, Your parents treated me like dirt. That's all I can say to you," Jae responded angrily and with a higher tone.
Arya's eyes widened from shock, and she slowly turns her head away and flinched.
She looked to be thinking about what Jae said. Jae noticed she was moving uncomfortably in her chair.
"But we are your family," Arya responded with a sad tone, trying to convince Jae, but more trying to convince herself.
Jae sighed sadly. "Arya, a family, is where your parents are, and where your brothers and sisters are, not your uncle and cousins," Jae responded angrily. To him, Arya was always a sister, but he wanted her to understand.
"I understand, father and mother mistreated you," she said quietly, and Jae left out a humorless chuckle.
"But you're taking away, father, you're back to your family, can't you forgive him? is there no way to save father from a mistake he made?" she begged with more sadness than Jae ever remember.
Jae felt his anger rising, and he was closing his fists very tightly. Jae knew Bloodfyre was feeling his anger, and that made Jae feel even angrier.
Looking at Arya now, Jae was feeling bad for her. She's a sister to him, but she needs to understand what her father has done. And I can't just forgive him. No, Not after Everything.
"Arya, What your father did, was No Mistake," Jae growled and angry.
Arya noticed that and looking to wanting to leave the tent. She turns her eyes to his eyes.
"Why didn't you try to save father?" She asked again, but at that moment, Jae snapped.
"Do You Have ANY IDEA WHAT HE DID TO ME, WERE YOU THE ONE WHO STARVED, GoT PUNISHED, AND ASKED FOR MOTHER DURING NIGHTS ONLY TO KNOW SHE WOULD NEVER COME, AND THE DREAMS WERE ONLY DREAMS" Jaehaerys snapped at her with burning eyes. He felt his whole body was in flames.
Bloodfyre was heard outside release a thunderous roar.
Jae saw as Arya's eyes were widened, and she looked to shrink in her seat. She looked weary and afraid of him.
"Jaehaerys, let me help you," Bloodfyre said with seriousness and was flying closer to Harrenhal.
Jae shook that thought away after a second.
"Fly Away," Jae said with a strong tone to Bloodfyre, who started flying away.
Jaehaerys takes a deep breath, and gets up and walks away, followed by Winter. The tent suddenly opens, and Lady Dacey comes inside, followed by a huge man. Jae's hand goes to the hilt of 'Dark Sister,' ready to fight if it came to that.
"Your grace, are you alright?" The man asked, concerned, and Jae noticed he was looking at his face, almost like studying him.
"I'm fine, lord?" Jae asked, and the lord was confused for a moment, then he moved his gaze away from his face. "Lord Jon Umber, or you can call me GreatJon," Lord Umber responded kindly, and looking at him with a sad smile. Jae didn't say anything and just walks away, and not caring about the glances the man was sending him. Jae noticed Lady Dacey went to check on Arya. Stepping outside, he saw many people were looking up at Bloodfyre, who was flying very high in the sky. Jae knew Bloodfyre must have passed, much closer to Harrenhal, making everyone look at him and terrified of him.
Bloodfyre flies away, not being seen anymore.
And everyone seemed to relax. Jae walks towards the castle, followed by Winter. Who didn't like being around many people?
Jae sighed sadly and feeling bad for Arya, but he didn't regret the punishment he gave Lord Stark, not one bit.
Arya Stark
She was lying on her bed. It has been some minutes since Jon left, but to Arya felt like hours. She had been silent since Jon screamed at her. Her mind has been racing, her mind remembering what Jon told her about her father. Every single word and she just couldn't get it out of her head.
Arya understood that her father should not have stolen Jon from his father, but why to take away her father forever. She didn't want to lose her father, her mother would be executed for treason, and her father will spend the rest of his life away from them. Arya wanted him here and hoped that there was a way to save father from that fate. But Jon wasn't helping her, and after what he told her today. Arya understood he would never allow her father.
Arya felt very bad about her mother, but after what she said in front of everyone about Jon. Arya was still shocked and still couldn't comprehend that.
Her mind kept repeating the words Jon told her. Did the father truly let Jon suffer? Arya asked herself, and she was sure that was the truth. Jon would never lie to her.
Of course, he suffered. If he was truly happy, he wouldn't spend most of the time in Wolfswood and then disappear for two weeks, Arya thought with tears in her eyes.
Why take him away from his family then? Arya asked herself, and blaming her father for that stupidity.
I love your father and mother, but I don't know what to do.
Rhaenys Targaryen
She woke up early. She had barely slept last night. When Jae fall asleep, her mother told her to go to sleep in her room, but she wanted to stay close to Jae to make sure he would be fine. She had argued with her mother, but in the end, she returned to her bed-chamber, she hasn't seen her brother in a dream again, but she had heard a voice calling her in her dreams. It was a deep voice. And sounded strong. And close to her.
When she woke up, she looked at her dragon egg in the fireplace and felt like is calling to her, but she shook that thought away and dressed up quickly, and went to the door, she opened the door, and Ser Jaime was guarding the entrance.
"Good morning, Princess Rhaenys," Jaime said, smiling.
"Good morning, Ser Jaime," she greeted him, with a sad smile, and started making her way to Jae's bed-chamber.
Then she heard Bloodfyre roar outside. She knew that meant that Jae was either in danger or was angry. She started running outside and found Jaehaerys walking towards the door, followed by Winter. Ser Jaime was behind Rhaenys. Looking at Jae now. He looked relaxed, but looking at his eyes, they were Dark Grey, but Rhaenys understood he was angry.
His eyes go to her, and he gives her a sad smile. "Good morning, Rhae," he greeted her and looked at Ser Jaime. "Good morning, Ser Jaime," Jae added and walked towards her to get inside the castle.
"Everything alright, Jae?" She asked, concerned. Jae nodded his head and went inside.
Now they were eating together in their royal room. After walking inside, it didn't take long, and father and mother came asking. Everyone in Harrenhal had heard the roar of Bloodfyre, who sounded angry.
Jae told them that everything was alright and said to them that he needed to meet House Stark. Saying that, and Rhaenys was angry at them. Father told him not to go again and asked why he was alone while glancing at Ser Arthur with an angry look.
Jae had noticed that look and told him that he wanted to be alone, not Arthur's fault.
Aegon had quickly left the dinner. After greeting Jae, he ate his food and left, saying that he needed to meet a boring flower.
Rhaenys was eating boiled meat, and glancing at Jae was eating bread with honey and not touching the cooked meat. Aegon wasn't here. He had a meeting with Lady Margaery, to drink tea, and mostly to talk with her. Rhaenys knew Aegon didn't like to spend time with Lady Margaery, but since he was betrothed to her, it was his duty to spend time with her.
Dany was glancing at Jae sometimes, and he was very withdrawn today. And Rhaenys understood why.
"Jae, do you want to come to meet my uncle and cousins?" Rhaenys asked, not sure if he still wanted to come. Jae turned to her and gave her a warm smile.
"Yes, Rhae, is Egg coming?" Jae responded, and that made Rhaenys feel better.
"Yes, we can talk until Egg comes back," Rhaenys responded, smiling. She sees happiness in his eyes, and that made Rhaenys happy.
She, Dany, and Jae were making their way to her bed-chamber. Rhaenys wanted to tell Jae about the dragon egg and the voice in her dream.
They reached her bed-chamber, and she looks at the red dragon egg, it looked the same, but Rhaenys started feeling something again. It felt like the egg was calling her and making her feel better.
I'm Blood of the Dragon, she said to herself, walked to the dragon egg. And Jae was right behind her, and so was Dany.
"How do you feel, Rhaenys?" Jaehaerys asked quietly.
"I feel like the egg is calling me. It makes me feel braver and better," Rhaenys responded, trying to describe her feeling.
It was still a strange feeling to Rhaenys. Jae seemed to understand what she meant. Dany looked to want to say something.
"Dany, have you felt anything from your dragon egg?" Jae asked, turning his head to her.
"I felt it warm in my hand, and it doesn't burn my hand, despite being in the fireplace, and I feel something, like a fire in my hands, a fire that doesn't burn, and that makes me feel," she responded quietly.
Rhaenys grabs the dragon egg. It looked gorgeous, looking at it from closer. The surface of the shell was covered with tiny scales, and as she turned the egg between her fingers, they shimmered like polished metal in the light of the setting sun. Rhaenys understood why one frozen dragon egg was worth a treasure. Even as frozen, they were gorgeous to look at.
"Jae, where will we keep our dragons? How will we keep them away from people?" Dany asked, looking at Jae. That reminded Rhaenys that She, Aegon, uncle Viserys and Dany would need to keep them somewhere. They will be able to keep them inside their rooms for the first three months or maybe even less, but after that, they will need to keep them somewhere.
"Will we be forced to lock our dragons?" Rhaenys asked, concerned, and glancing at both Jae and Dany.
"Will Rhaegar rebuild, The Dragon's Pit?" Dany asked, not liking the idea of locking the dragons away.
"No, A dragon is not a slave. We lost them because we locked them away. The dragon will listen to their riders, and they won't hurt people," Jae responded quickly, determined, and with a firm tone.
"We don't want another 'The Storming of the Dragon Pit' to happen," Jae added with a hint of anger.
Rhaenys had read many times about Storming of The Dragon Pit when she was little, and even when she grows up, she read it in different books.
She knew that The storming of the Dragonpit took place during the riot of King's Landing during the Dance of the Dragons. During the riots, a crazed mob, urged on by the Shepherd's rantings, forced their way into the Dragonpit atop the Hill of Rhaenys and slew the four dragons housed within, as well as the dragon Syrax, who was loosed above the city.
At the time of the storming of the Dragonpit, four dragons were housed within: Shrykos, unclaimed since the death of Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen; Morghul, the dragon of Princess Jaehaera Targaryen; Tyraxes, the dragon ridden by Prince Joffrey Velaryon; and Dreamfyre, unclaimed since Queen Helaena Targaryen's death.
The fearful citizens of King's Landing broke out in a riot the night following Queen Helaena Targaryen's suicide. During the first night of these riots, the mobs plundered and killed all over the city, hacked the River Gate to pieces, and killed Ser Luthor Largent and his five hundred gold cloaks on Cobbler's Square when they arrived to arrest the Shepherd. The Shepherd himself fled the gold cloaks.
Although most of the mobs fled at dawn, they returned in greater numbers the following night, dubbed the Last Day by Munkun. The Shepherd appeared once again at Cobbler's Square to preach against the large crowd which had formed on the square. The people feared the arrival of King Aegon II Targaryen's dragons and army, but the Shepherd told his "lambs" that everyone would burn when the dragons arrived and that prayers would not be able to stay the wroth of the Stranger. Instead, the Shepherd claimed that the only way the city would be able to achieve salvation was by killing the dragons in the Dragonpit.
Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen and her sons, Joffrey Velaryon and Aegon Targaryen, looked on with their loyalists from atop the roof of Maegor's Holdfast. Although Rhaenyra had sent riders to Ser Balon Byrch at the Old Gate and Ser Garth the Harelip at the Dragon Gate to seize the Shepherd, disperse his followers, and protect the dragons, they did not know whether the riders had been able to reach their destinations. Prince Joffrey wished to ride forth to protect the dragons, but Rhaenyra refused to allow it, insisting that they would need every man to defend Aegon's High Hill after the Hill of Rhaenys fell. Joffrey, fearing his own dragon, Tyraxes, would be killed, slipped away to the yard and loosed his mother's dragon Syrax. Mounted on Syrax's back, the prince flew out over the city. Whether it was his intent to fly the dragon into battle or to fly to the Dragonpit to fetch his own dragon, Tyraxes, and perhaps the other dragons as well, is unknown.
Fearful, Rhaenyra ordered men to return her son to the castle. Ser Medrick Manderly, Ser Loreth Lansdale, and Ser Harrold Darke, Ser Harmon of the Reeds, Ser Gyles Yronwood, Ser Willam Royce, Ser Glendon Goode, six squires, eight gold cloaks, and twenty men-at-arms rode forth from the Red Keep and fought their way through the city in an attempt to reach the prince. Joffrey, however, was unable to remain on Syrax's back once they were high in the air, and slid from her back two hundred feet above Flea Bottom and plunged to his death. The Seven Who Rode came upon his body as the mob was cutting it to pieces and managed to reclaim every part of his except for a foot.
The City Watch marched forth from their barracks at the Dragon Gate to defend the Hill of Rhaenys but could not halt the mob. Less than fifty Dragonkeepers stood guard the second night of the riots. Still, although they defended the Dragonpit to the best of their abilities, the mobs eventually smashed through the doors of the Dragonpit's lesser entrances, made of oak and iron, by using crude rams and axes. Others climbed in through windows. During the battle, all Dragonkeepers were slaughtered.
Inside, the four dragons had been awakened, roused, and angered by the sounds of the attack. Unable to fly away, as they had been chained, the four dragons fought with their horns, claws, and teeth. They let loose their dragonflame and transformed the Dragonpit into a fiery inferno. The first dragon to die was Shrykos, who was slain by Hobb the Hewer. Hobb leapt onto her neck and drove his axe down into the dragon's skull. It took seven blows, according to Septon Eustace. Next died Morghul, slain by the Burning Knight, who rushed into the dragon's flame and stabbed him repeatedly in the eye with his spear as he burned to his own death. Tyraxes burned those who rushed at him from his lair, until the front entrance of his lair was completely blocked with corpses. However, after the Shepherd instructed his followers to break through the back door of the dragon's lair, the dragon became entangled in his own chains and was slain by the mob. His membranes were afterward sliced from his wings and torn into strips, so dragonskin cloaks could be fashioned from them. Dreamfyre was able to break free from her remaining bonds. She took wing, circled the cavernous interior of the dome, and swooped down to attack the men below. She slew more men than the other three dragons combined. Archers and crossbowmen loosed arrows and quarrels at the her, and whenever she landed, men swarmed her to attack, driving her back into the air. Eventually, one of her eyes was nicked by a crossbow bolt. Half-blind and maddened, Dreamfyre flew into the Dragonpit's great dome above, which cracked on impact. Half of it came tumbling down, crushing her and the dragonslayers under tons of broken stone and rubble.
No one knows how many people died that night; hundreds, possibly even thousands, with many more having been injured.
Thinking about it, Rhaenys was reminded that dragons were never easy to control.
Sometimes she still couldn't believe how a giant dragon can be controlled.
"You're right, but how do you know that we can control our dragons?" Rhaenys asked, slightly concerned.
"Dragons can't be controlled, but a dragon is easier to ride and will listen to your commands if he knows you since he was a little dragon. It is harder to try to ride a grown dragon," Jae responded, looking at the dragon egg in her hands.
Rhaenys agreed to that, but she wondered if her dragon will talk to her, like how Jae says that Bloodfyre speaks to him.
Rhaenys puts the egg back to the fireplace and turns to Jae.
"Do you think 'The Storming of The Dragon Pit' happened differently?" Dany asked to their surprise. Jae turns to her.
"What do you mean?" Jae asked her, intrigued.
"I mean, I have read about that in books, sometimes with Rhaenys, sometimes I find it hard to believe that a crazy mob killed four dragons," Dany responded, looking at Jae.
Rhaenys thought about it but wasn't sure herself. Our ancestors made the mistake of locking them away, Rhaenys thought, and sure that was the reason why the four dragons died that night.
"Maybe Dany, maybe someone made sure that the dragons would die that night, but we can't look into the past and find answers," Jae responded thoughtfully.
"Have you ever had dreams about dragons, when. . . " Dany stopped her question when Rhaenys shots her a deadly glare.
Jae notices that, and to her surprise, he smiles at Dany.
"I had, I dreamed of a white dragon, and sometimes I still do," Jae responded, surprising both her and Dany.
Rhaenys didn't know anything about a white dragon.
"That dragon does exist, Bloodfyre told me, that she's beyond the wall right now," Jaehaerys responded softly.
"There's another Full Grown Dragon," Rhaenys almost shouted at Jae. She didn't expect this. Another dragon-like Bloodfyre.
Jae turns to her, "Yes, when me and Bloodfyre came to Harrenhal, Bloodfyre told me that he felt another dragon around Storm's End, and then the dragon flew beyond the wall," Jae responded and moves a chair close to the fireplace and sits.
Dany and Rhaenys sit close to him, and Rhaenys fills a glass with wine for both of them. Dany, despite being little, liked the wine, while Jae didn't look to enjoy it yet.
"Have you tried to get close to the dragon?" Rhaenys asked softly.
Jae shook his head. "No, she doesn't want us close, at least not yet," Jae responded.
"Do you think any of us can be her rider?" Dany asked, looking at Jae.
"I don't know, but from my dreams, I think the white dragon is an ice dragon," Jae responded, and Rhaenys almost dropped the glass with wine in the ground.
"Ice Dragon! I thought they were myths," Dany responded, almost like shouting at Jae.
Rhaenys thought the same. There was never any book to confirm that the ice dragons ever existed.
"How do you know?" Rhaenys asked, interested.
"In my dreams, the dragon breaths cold fire at me, and he always stays in places covered with snow," Jae responded thoughtfully.
If it were someone else, Rhaenys would think that they had gone mad, but she trusted Jae.
"I think she might be an ice dragon," Rhaenys responded in agreement and with a little smile.
"That would be something to see," Dany added to Rhaenys's response.
Talking about his dream reminded Rhaenys about her dream, of Jae ordering Bloodfyre to burn her alive.
She didn't want to tell Jae about the dream. In her mind, that was all a dream and nothing else, but so were her dreams of Jaehaerys sleeping alone in a cold bed when he was a child.
Rhaenys understood her dreams were like warnings, just like Daenys The Dreamer.
Rhaenys shook that thought away. If I tell him, he might decide to go away from us, from me. He might think that I see him as some kind of monster. No, he will be able to control Bloodfyre Rhaenys thought determined.
Rhaenys felt sad, and she thought she would cry. When she feels a hand on her shoulder, Rhaenys escapes her thoughts to see Jae softly touching her shoulder.
"You alright, Rhaenys?" Jae asked concerned, Rhaenys noticed Dany was also worried for her. She took a deep breath. "I'm fine, just thought about something," She responded and moving away from the sadness in her face and trying to change to happiness.
Jae didn't look convinced but didn't ask more questions. Dany looked ready to ask again, but Rhaenys raised her hand.
"I'm fine, Dany, just thought about something unimportant," Rhaenys responded, trying to sound convincing.
"Let's go outside. I'm sure Egg will join us soon," Jae suggested, and Rhaenys agreed to that.
Rhaegar Targaryen
When he woke up, by the thunderous roar of Bloodfyre, he quickly looked to his left and didn't see Jae with them. At that moment, he felt like his heart had stopped. He and Elia promptly dressed up and opened the door. And found Ser Barristan, Ser Oswell, and Ser Barristan, guarding the entrance, but they looked concerned and wary.
"Where's Jae?" Elia asked, almost like shouting at them.
"Your grace, he went outside," Ser Arthur responded, and looked to want to go outside. Rhaegar didn't wait. He went through the long corridor and found Jae talking with Rhaenys and Ser Jaime.
Rhaegar was relieved when he noticed that Jae was fine, and there was nothing to worry about.
At first, he was angry with Arthur because he thought he left him alone, but Jae responded that he wanted time alone.
After they eat, Rhaegar saw Jae was withdrawn and not talking that much to anyone, but Rhaenys made him smile.
Rhaegar decided to spend some time alone with Jae, and he wanted to talk to him more. But the damn duties as King made it hard.
Now he was in his solar, with his mother and Elia. Rhaenys, Jae, and Dany left to spend time together.
"Now, We need to talk about what happened last night," His mother said thoughtfully, looking at him, then turning to Elia.
"Viserys should not have talked with Jae about Winterfell when he knows very well how he was treated," Elia responded harshly and with a high tone.
His mother sighed deeply. "I know, and I talked to Viserys last night and told him to avoid that discussion. But why did Jae's eyes turned to green, like of his dragon," His mother responded seriously.
Rhaegar still remember the look Jae gave Viserys, he was furious, and Bloodfyre's roar. Rhaegar understood that the dragon responded to Jae's anger. Rhaegar had read that the dragon and the rider always shared a special bond. But changing eye color wasn't something he ever read that happened to the dragon riders.
Rhaegar didn't want to know what would happen if Jae lost control.
Rhaegar then remembered that maybe Uncle Aemon might know something.
"I don't know, but I think uncle Aemon, in Castle Black, might know something," Rhaegar responded, and his mother looked to agree, and so did Elia.
"After we return to Kings Landing, we can send Maester Aemon a letter to come to Kings Landing," Elia suggested, and Rhaegar nodded in agreement. Rhaegar looks at his mother, and she seemed to agree.
"Maybe we can find information about Jae's eyes changing color in books about dragons. There's a lot of books about dragons in Kings Landing," His mother suggested.
Rhaegar thought about it and was sure they would find information. They were many books in Kings Landing, and he hoped the books would explain what happened to Jae last night.
His mother cleared her throat, grabbing their attention. "Rhaegar, Elia, from now on, I don't want anyone to ask Jae about his time in Winterfell unless he talks himself," His mother stated seriously, and Rhaegar was in agreement, and so was Elia.
Rhaegar hoped there wouldn't be any war anytime soon. Varys informed them about the Golden Company making moves in Essos, and he hoped whoever was in charge of the Golden Company wouldn't try to start a war. Fighting in a fight was the last thing anyone needed, especially Jaehaerys.
"Rhaegar, have you thought what will we do about the dragons when they hatch?" His mother asked.
Rhaegar had thought about it, and locking them away was out of the table immediately. His family lost power because they locked them. He wouldn't let that happen again.
"If you think I will lock them away, then no, I'm never locking them," Rhaegar responded seriously. And his mother chuckled under her breath. "I would never if you suggested that, but are we going just to let them fly around," His mother asked.
"Yes, the dragons won't harm anyone, as long as no fool tries to," Elia responded with a high tone.
"As for the dragons, we can let them grow up in DragonStone," His mother suggested, looking at him, then turning to Elia.
That wasn't a bad idea. There was a lot of space in DragonStone, and it would be a good place for them to grow up. But that meant his children, Dany and Viserys, would need to go to DragonStone, every now and then.
"We will talk more about it later," Rhaegar said, tired.
His mother nodded in understanding and left the room, and Rhaegar drinks the whole goblet with wine.
"How are you, Rhaegar?" Elia asked, concerned, and walking closer to him, and sat on his lap, and spread her arms around his neck.
Rhaegar looks at her, "I'm worried for Jae, that's all," She looked to feel the same. And Rhaegar wished to take that feeling away from her.
"Jae will be fine. Trust me," she whispered and resting her forehead on his forehead.
"I trust you, Elia, and I trust our son," Rhaegar responded quietly and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
"I can't wait until we return in Kings Landing," Elia said softly. Rhaegar felt her warm breath in his face.
"Me too. I wish Jae will like it," Rhaegar responded playfully, and Elia chuckles.
"You know, Oberyn wanted Aegon to go to Dorne and stay there for some months, after three years," Elia said.
Rhaegar thought about it. If he goes there, then that will be a good time for Jae to meet the rest of his family Rhaegar thought and agreed.
"I agree, and it would be good if Jae goes too," Rhaegar suggested, and Elia nodded in agreement.
"As long as your brother doesn't take them in his famous brothels," Rhaegar said with a sly smile. Elia hit his shoulder and gives him a kind smile.
"Don't worry, my brother will not dare," she responded and kissed his lips.
Cersei Lannister
No no no no no no, you whore you Dog Whore, he was mine, I should have been his second wife, not you, and now your wolf spawn ruins my life and the lives of my children Cersei was screaming inside. She spends so many years married to that fish, to endure his poor cock, how many times she had to imagine that it was Rhaegar or Jaime fucking her sex, just for everything to be taken away from her and her children. And that by the wolf spawn of Lyanna Dog Whore.
She took everything from me again. Cersei screamed at herself.
After the meeting had ended, she had rushed to her father's solar, and she knew her father would not let this slide. We are Lions, and everyone is beneath us, Cersei thought proudly for herself.
' She stormed inside his solar, the doors hit the wall so hard, Cersei thought they would fall in the ground at any moment.
She glared at her father, who was looking at her like she had grown a second head. To her surprise, he looked calm, but Cersei could see he was furious.
"You won't let this slide, won't you?" Cersei almost screamed at him. Her father's gaze turned deadly serious. And she shut her mouth and slowly sits in the chair, in front of her father.
After sitting, he glances at her with disappointment. The same way he looks at the dwarf.
"You said you had that fool on your fingers, and now he sends assassins to a prince of the realm. Why didn't you try to stop him," her father said, disappointed with a judging look and looking at her furious.
Cersei could barely find the words, "I . . . He thought he was just some worthless bastard . . . like he actually is," Cersei added at the end, but that looked to have made her father more furious.
"I didn't know, he didn't tell me, he was doing that," Cersei answered, her voice low, almost like a whisper.
Her father slowly shook his head in disappointment, and continues writing a letter, and acts like she wasn't even there.
"What will we do about this new Wolfspawn?" She growled the last part, and her father stops, and his eyes like swords look at her.
"Your children still can be useful. The king knows marrying to your family will give him the Westerlands," her father responded calmly.
Cersei realized what he was implying. She quickly shook her head in disagreement.
"No, I won't marry my only daughter to a savage of the north," She growled back.
No, she deserves far better, not some northern Bastard.
Her father looked at her like she had grown a third head.
"If the king accepts, I will drag your daughter to the capital if I have to," Her father said with authority.
No, this is no good. "Why can't we just poison that little dog?" She asked, furious that her father wasn't willing to do what needed to be done.
Without that Wolfspawn, they're nothing. The dragon will most likely fly away after the dog is dead.
His father sighed profoundly and got up and puts his hands on the desk.
"That is foolish, we need to find a way to make the prince against his family, and even if we don't, your grandchildren as dragon lords can easily take that throne," her father said quietly, with a deep voice that sends shivers in her skin.
Cersei avoided his gaze and nodded her head in agreement. "Good, now Leave. I have a letter to send," her father ordered. She slowly gets up and leaves the room without saying anything else. '
Now she was looking at her little Joffrey. Riverrun belonged to him. The seven kingdoms belong to him. She would make sure that Wolfspawn would die for what he did.
I need Jaime right now, he's always with me.
Margaery Tyrell
She made her way to her grandmother's solar, and after she spended some time with Prince Aegon.
To her, he was an interesting man, she could see he was smart, and she liked that he didn't talk only about himself but let her talk and things that she liked. But still, he wasn't the prince with the dragon but was Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen.
When she had heard the thunderous roar of the dragon in the hall, she was afraid, and she half expected that the prince would throw the dragon at them.
When her grandmother told her to try and get to know the new prince, she immediately accepted. The dragon was a huge asset that they couldn't let it split from their hands.
When she met prince Jaehaerys when she was with Loras, she couldn't help but notice he was incredibly handsome. Prince Aegon was beautiful as well, but Prince Jaehaerys was pretty, and the harsh face made him look more serious and manly.
But one thing she noticed was the cold looks Prince Jaehaerys was sending them, she had tried to glance at him and trying to start a conversation, but he didn't look to care. The glances she sends at him only looked to have made him not like her even more.
But the more she looked at him, the more Margaery noticed how Princess Rhaenys was looking at Prince Jaehaerys.
I'm sorry to break it to you, but The King has stopped the marriage between brothers and sisters, and if he does allow that, the faith will never let him, Margaery thought.
But then she was reminded of the dragon and how Prince Jaehaerys threatened Tywin Lannister of all people in front of everyone. He showed that he cared for his family and would probably go as far as needed to ensure that they're safe.
She saw the two loyal soldiers of her grandmother, standing by her door. They didn't say anything to her, and she just opened the door and walked inside.
Stepping inside, she saw her grandmother, turning to her and looking at her, waiting for her to speak.
"So?" Her grandmother asked with a sharp tone. Margaery walks to the chair in front of her desk.
"Well, I can't really say that much, grandmother," Margaerys responded, and her grandmother looked at her as she was the stupidest person in Westeros.
"What do you mean? Did you not see him yesterday?" She asked with a bored tone.
"I saw him, but I didn't really talk to him that much, or at all. Prince Jaehaerys introduced himself to Loras and me, and that's all he talked with me," She responded.
Her grandmother sighed deeply. "I expected something more, but did you notice anything about the new prince, . . . perhaps he just doesn't like girls," her grandmother added at the end. But Margaerys quickly shook her head in disagreement.
"No, he's not like that, he likes girls, but maybe he likes someone else already," Margaery responded, and her grandmother looks at her intrigued.
She raises her eyebrow. "Who that might be?" Her grandmother asked with a curious tone.
"I don't know, I didn't notice him looking at any girl that way, but I think Princess Rhaenys might be interested in him," she responded quietly.
Her grandmother looked to be thinking about what she said, and her finger started hitting the desk.
"Well, we will soon find out if there's anything between them, and next time try to talk more to him, and remember no one should understand it," Her grandmother said seriously.
Robb Stark
He was sparring with Lord Jon Umber, or as he called himself GreatJon. Robb kept trying to break his defense, but all were terrible attacks, and he kept blocking every single swing.
Since the meeting in the Great Hall of Harrenhal, Robb's life has turned upside down. His bastard brother turned out to be the son of his aunt Lyanna Stark and the son of the King, that his father stole away, without the king's permission.
Robb wasn't sure what to think anymore when the king revealed that his father would be kept in a black cell for 20 years, and if he's alive, he will be sent to The Night's Watch.
No, no, I won't let this happen. He's the Lord Paramount of The North, the largest Kingdom. Robb thought sure that The lords of The North would not let his father rot in a dark cell. But they let him. They're not trying anything to help his father.
When the king sentenced his mother to death for what she had done and what she said in front of everyone, that was the last straw for Robb.
War then, that's the only solution Robb had thought, but instead, half of the lords were already convinced not to support him or his father. Robb noticed the way they were looking at him, almost as he was a huge disappointment.
When all the lords of The North gathered and decided what to do next. Robb had waited in his tent, hoping that they would start a war, but instead, Lord Karstark told him, the lords would not start any war.
Robb was angry. Why was all of this happening? Robb didn't know the answer.
I'm a Stark, and They should follow me, Robb had thought to himself.
Since he left the great hall, Robb didn't say a single word with Theon, and he just wasn't in the mood to talk to him. And Robb understood that the lords of The North didn't like him spending time with Theon, and he needed their support. So he decided to spend less time with him.
Robb didn't know what to do anymore, and he wanted revenge, but not that many lords were telling him to start a war. Even Domeric reassured him that House Bolton was with him. That reassured Robb that the situation wasn't that bad.
When he visited his father, he was happy, pleased, but his father told him not to do anything. To not be against House Targaryen, and against Jon. His mother told him to 'Take Revenge.' Robb wasn't sure who to listen when they returned to their tent. Sansa said to them that it was better to listen to father and not do anything. Arya had been dead silent, as she has been since the meeting in The Great Hall.
Robb had thought about what to do for days but wasn't sure.
What Should I do, father and mother?
Brynden 'Blackfish' Tully
He was looking at his niece as she was playing with Tommen. Everything has changed since the meeting in The Great Hall. His niece and nephews had been asking where their father was.
Brynden didn't even know how to answer, he told them their father would come soon, but he knew sooner or later. He would need to tell them the truth.
Cersei, on the other hand, was busier with her rage and spending more time screaming and yelling. She has gone mad. And sometimes saying 'she's destroying my life again.' Brynden didn't know who she was referring to. And Brynden didn't care.
Now he wasn't sure how House Frey would react to House Tully losing the seat as lord Paramount of Riverlands. Lysa is married to House Frey. Will Walder Frey do something to her. Brynden wasn't sure.
Thinking about Lysa made his mind think about Catelyn. She will be executed shortly after The Joust, and Brynden couldn't really blame the crown. She was saying that in front of everyone, saying something like that for an innocent child.
He felt bad for her and keep remembering how she was when she was a child. She was innocent and with good nature.
Brynden had visited his nephew a day after he was locked in the dark cell.
' The door was closed behind him. Brynden looks at his nephew, and he was lying on the ground, looking at the ground. Brynden felt pity for him. But his nephew forgot the words of his own house. 'Family, Duty, Honor.' He tried to kill a child for no reason. Brynden never liked the child but trying to kill him just because of paranoia.
Brynden blamed Cersei Lannister for what happened to Edmure, but he blamed himself as well. He should have been more on Edmure's side and not waste time in duties. There were many times Edmure told him to go to The Vale to talk with Jon Arryn about a possible betrothal between Myrcella and Robin Arryn.
All his tries fall out of the window. Jon Arryn never agreed to any betrothal.
"Edmure," Brynden whispered to him, but his nephew heard his voice.
Edmure slowly looks up at him and chuckles under his breath.
"The first to see me is my uncle, not any of my children, or my wife but my uncle," He said quietly with a tired voice.
"Why did you send assassins after the boy?"
Brynden asked.
"Catelyn came to me crying and begging to kill that damn bastard," Edmure growled at the end with hatred in his tone.
Brynden shook his head in disappointment. "So you blame him then, not Catelyn," Brynden responded angrily.
At that moment, Edmure looks at him, angry. "Who else? He took everything from our house, now we have nothing, my children will have nothing," Edmure shouted at his uncle.
Brynden takes a deep breath. "Is all your fault. You should not have sent assassins after a child. Now because of that, our house is in a worse position than House Frey," Brynden responded harshly and taking a step forward.
Edmure's anger turned to fear and concern, and he looked like a little child again for a moment. He lowered his head and was looking at the ground.
After what felt like hours to Brynden, his nephew raises his head again. "Take care of my children," Edmure whispered and turned his head away. Brynden sighed sadly. "I will," Brynden swore.'
Now looking at Myrcella, she was growing into a beautiful lady, her gold hair and blue eyes. She was beautiful and would be even more so.
I Will Take care of Them
Jaehaerys Targaryen
He was in the training yard waiting for Aegon. Rhaenys and Dany were with him. This training yard was secured only for royal people. That's why no one else except him, his sister and aunt, and Ser Arthur, and Ser Jaime were here.
"Rhaenys, why do you call Aegon 'Egg' ?" Jae asked, looking at her.
Dany started laughing under her breath. And so was Rhaenys.
Jae didn't know why they were laughing, but he liked their laugh after Rhaenys stopped laughing. "We call him that because is shorter," she responded kindly.
"Only the family calls him that," Dany added softly, and Jae understood that.
It didn't take long. Egg came to them, followed by Ser Darry and prince Oberyn who was eyeing him. Prince Oberyn was with four women, and they were older than his sister. Jae had seen two of them before. Jae knew one of them was Princess Arianne Martell, who was looking at him with a sly smile.
"Uncle, it is good to see you again," Rhaenys said happily and walking closer, followed by Dany. Jae turns to Arthur, who was wary and looking at Prince Oberyn.
Jae walks forward, and Egg decides to talk.
"Uncle Oberyn, this is my brother Jaehaerys Targaryen," his brother said kindly and looked happy for him meeting his mother's family.
Jae knew all of them knew who he was.
"Jae, this is my uncle Prince Oberyn Martell, Lady Obara Sand, Lady Nymeria Sand, Lady Tyene Sand, and Princess Arianna Martell," Aegon introduced them.
Jae was surprised that Prince Oberyn wasn't married. All of them were looking at him like a hawk, but Jae didn't care.
Prince Oberyn was looking at him, intrigued. At this moment, Jae wished Winter was with him.
His daughters looked at him with wary, except one of them was looking at him with a kind smile.
"Is good to meet you all," Jae responded with a strong tone.
Prince Oberyn takes a step forward. "I'm sure it is, do you like your hal . . . brother and sister?" He asked with an annoying tone.
Jae knew what he wanted to say and knew he was trying to test him. "Yes, they're my family after all," Jae responded with attitude.
Rhaenys was looking at Prince Oberyn angry, and so was Dany and Egg.
"Where's your direwolf?" Lady Nymeria asked, looking at him.
Jae turns to her. "She's in the forest to hunt. She likes it more to be outside," Jae responded.
"I can understand that," She responded with a little smile.
Princess Arianne looked to want to say something when.
"Now, Prince Aegon, do you want to spar?" Lady Obara asked with confidence in her tone.
Egg sighed and nodded.
Jae moves away, followed by Ser Arthur, Rhaenys, and Dany.
Jae turned to Egg, who grabbed two swords and looked ready to fight.
Jae sees Rhaenys and Dany were staying to his left and close to him.
"I'm sorry," Rhaenys whispered quietly.
Jae shook his head. "Don't worry, Rhae," Jae responded kindly.
Jae then sees Princess Arianne and Lady Nymeria walking towards them.
Jae was keeping his face neutral.
"Ari, how are you?" Rhaenys asked happily.
"Well, Rhaenys, you could have told us last time that Jon Snow was your lost brother," she stated quietly, eyeing him.
"I didn't even tell uncle Oberyn," Rhaenys responded with a higher tone.
She smiles, "Don't worry, I don't care," she responded kindly and turned her head to him.
"Is good to talk with you. Everyone is talking about you," she said with a soft tone.
"I hope I didn't disappoint Princess," Jae responded.
"No, not at all, you're more than I expected," She added with a sly smile.
Looking at her now, Princess Arianne was buxom and beautiful, with olive skin, large dark eyes, and long, thick black hair that falls in ringlets to the middle of her back. She has full lips, a husky voice, and round ripe breasts, and the princess was short.
Lady Nymeria steps forward. "Perhaps, we can have a spar after this," it was Lady Nymeria who spoke kindly, looking at him.
She looked slim and slender as a willow, with straight black hair worn in a long braid which pulls back from a widow's peak. She has dark eyes, which are large and lustrous. Her full lips are wine red and curve in a silken smile, and she has high cheekbones.
"Of course," Jae agreed and noticed the flirting smile she gave him.
"Your grace, can I ask how did you find your dragon?" Princess Arianne asked, and moving closer to him.
They weren't in Dorne here, but she wasn't wearing that much clothes, and she was showing her body.
"I found him on an island close to The Wall," Jae responded with a serious tone.
"I would like to meet that dragon from closer," Lady Nymeria said, smiling.
"Bloodfyre doesn't really like other people," Jae responded seriously, and she seemed convinced.
Rhaenys moves closer, "How is Uncle Doran?" She asked with an annoyed tone. Jae noticed Princess Arianne looked to not care about her father. "He's fine, never leaving Water Garden as always," she responded with an annoyed tone.
"Will you come to Dorne anytime soon?" Lady Nymeria asked, turning to Rhaenys.
"I don't know, but I would want soon," Rhaenys responded.
Jae then noticed Prince Oberyn walking towards them with Lady Tyene.
"How about a spar, Prince Jaehaerys," Prince Oberyn asked, looking at his face.
Jae only then noticed that Egg had won against Obara.
Jae smiled and nodded his head.
Daemon Blackfyre
After reading the letter from Westeros, he looks at his father.
"What is he saying?" He asked curiously.
"Well, Lord Eddard Stark, hide away the child of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen and raised him as his bastard son. It looks that the king knows about it and is starting a tourney," his father responded quietly.
Daemon didn't understand that. Why would someone do that?
"I don't understand why he would do that," Daemon responded, confused.
His father chuckles, "Well Lord Stark, had loved Robert Baratheon, and apparently hated Rhaegar, so he took his son away," His father responded with a mocking tone.
"If that's true, can we use The North to our side if their lord Paramount hates The Targaryens" Daemon suggested thinking that they could have a second kingdom to their advantage.
His father looked to be thinking about it. "I don't know, Daemon, we will see," His father responded kindly and proudly.
Daemon then remembered that in the letter wrote, 'House of Black and White,' Daemon knew they were the faceless assassin.
"Why is the letter-writing about getting in contact with faceless assassins?" Daemon asked, intrigued.
His father gives him a little smile. "Well, To kill an important person is expensive, but I can pay for one. I will wait and understand to who I should an assassin," his father responded happily.
Daemon thought about it. Maybe sending one to kill the crown prince or The King, Daemon escaped his thoughts when his father clapped his hands, and two servants walk inside quickly. "Bring the gift," his father ordered, and they walk out of the room quickly.
Daemon turns to his father. "What gift?" He asked curiously.
"A worthy gift for my son," his father stated and didn't take long, and two unsullied soldiers walk inside, bringing a large chest.
They put it in front of him and opened it, and Daemon sees three dragon eggs.