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High valyrian: general text
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275 Years after aegon's conquest
It's been 14 years since I was reborn in the asoiaf world as the prince of the realm after death took me before time In my previous life.
So as I was saying, life in Westeros in simpler terms has been amazing, aside from my father's madness which will certainly grow if he gets trapped in the defiance of duskendale probably a year after.
On personal terms I have been squiring for none other than ser barristan Selmy alongside with another boy prodigy ser Jaime Lannister who still has not acquired the title of ser.
As described in canon tywin Lannister did ask his heir Jaime Lannister to squire for the crown Prince to which aerys Targaryen rejected his offer but in this timeline I convinced my father to make Jaime Lannister my squire….it was not easy mind you..but with some boot licking and some here and there jokes on tywin Lannister and how I will be able to keep a close eye on Tywin's heir and influence him accordingly convinced my father.
It was not something I planned beforehand, it just happened at the moment though the stories of dunk and egg stories may have influenced me...and if my father would make Jaime Lannister kingsguard I would make him my sworn shield. Maybe I would take him on a trip to the old valyria, maybe he would find brightroar there….
But jaime Lannister didn't come alone he came with his other half Cersei Lannister the original mad queen ; tywin Lannister certainly outplayed me there, one thing I can't fault of my father is distrust of the Lannisters, he wanted his blood on the throne what to say he won't harm me and my sister if we ever come against his ambitions .sometimes I think he may have some hand in the capture of father during the duskendale incident, maybe he wanted father to die while he still remained hand of the king slowly influencing still young and detached crown Prince rhaegar Targaryen.
My father though has rejected the betrothal offer of crown Prince and Cersei Lannister and has started to search for a bride with valyrian blood , to my relief he didn't even spare a glance to visenya my brother who though is becoming more detached and melancholic, spending most of his time in the library of red keep between prophecies that date back to thousands of years before or spending time with his shadow companion ser arthur dayne. Part of my reason to have Jaime Lannister to squire for me; I was and I am sorry if it sounds petty. I was jealous of the bond between my brother and the sword of the morning.
Jaime Lannister in simpler terms is arrogant and talented young ,he is aptly described by genna : Tyrion is more tywin's son than Jaime, anything aside from swordplay doesn't matter to him, in short time I have known him he came across a someone with great sense of humour, a air of superiority and arrogance and lastly a boy prodigy in swordsmanship; If only his relationship with Cersei can be stopped he and I would be a formidable pair just like dunk and egg like I dreamed.
Coming to my dreams I have some fair encounters with the silver-white haired goddess from time to time . my meetings with her have been cryptic and vague but I got to know enough to figure out she is none other daenys the dreamer,when I scrambled through the texts of Barth who wrote most of daenys dreams snippet i figured out another thing, gameon my namesake was the brother and husband of daenys Targaryen.
Gaemon Targaryen or gaemon the glorious apparently was the son of Aenar Targaryen and lord husband of lady daenys Targaryen the dreamer.he was described as the greatest lord of dragonstone during century of blood...he was described as one of the most powerful dragon rider who was adapt with valyrian blood magic and master of sword.
While rummaging through old scrolls and texts which included some very old valyrian texts dating back to old valyria itself.i came across a rather worn out book deeply tucked inside a thick tomb,it pages were torn and destroyed,the few things I could make out was to my shocking described the structure of skyscrapers that sounded awful similar to my dreams; buildings of old valyria, and a half written monologue.
When the storm so strong that even bravest of men would tremble under their beds, when the thunder so bright that it would brighten the darkest of night ,when the waves so high that it will splash over dragons would grace the earth
A prince with the blood of a dragon will be reborn that would bring back the………...
I couldn't read anything more which frustrated me, i couldn't even begin to understand what the words written in high valyrian meant, i flipped over the pages and saw something strange ,there was some sign there half destroyed that intrigued me it reminded me of the vision i had of a strange book buried deep down the lands of dragonstone castle, my eyes flickered down of the page and what I saw was freezed my balls over.
There is high valyrian was a name that made me feel scared and excited at the same
Signs and potent the long lost book that contained all the accounts of prophetic dream daenys Targaryen had twelve years before the doom took over. And I was having visions of the said book over moons but why?? Why is it buried deep in the dragonstone
Though I was glad it was buried otherwise baelor the blessed or baelor the simpleton would have burned that too alongside all the information considering valyria …...I hate that man, he was the cause which started blackfyre rebellion, a mad Targaryen with no claws, faith messed with him really well though burning all thing that even resembled the word magic.
I need to visit Dragonstone soon. I also need to strengthen the crown land and convince my father to build more fleets for dragonstone..i had multiple reasons for strengthening the coast.
The Rebellion was coming sooner or later. the war of nine piney kings took that place even before my birth had cemented many unseen friendship between the likes of Rickard stark , hoster Tully, jon arryn, stefanos baratheon and tywin lannister.my father also had forged many relations between many heirs and lords but that was slowly diminishing by aerys Targaryen mad ways...so I needed the ancestral seat of house Targaryen became strong and formidable before the war…
The building of more fleets and adding more galleries would have help us in both trade and war aspect, with the only way of reaching dragonstone is by water since dragons are dead, the war fleets would immensely help us in case of an naval attack and in trade aspect we could trade with the free cities of essos thus making dragonstone more powerful,I knew the castle was built by old magic and dragonglass was found in abundance,maybe I could find a way to make use of dragonglass!!!...
And my last reason was my personal, Even in my previous life i had loved the dark and gloomy dragonstone castle.there was something there maybe magical that always attracted me to it...and my visions pointing out to those lost valyrians trapped, i needed a place and couldn't find a place better than the castle built by dragonlord themselves.
All in all I needed to visit the island soon and though right now I needed a spar both verbal and sword , that's why I was heading towards the yard to meet my long lost friend Jaime Lannister.
"The golden lion" I called out amusedly when I entered the training yard and saw Jaime Lannister train wearing his golden Armour almost looking like the proud lion of westerland.
Previously occupied,Jamie looked at me and grinned.
"My prince" he said bowing his head a little
"Are you here to train?"
"No, i am here tame a lion" i replied
The left eyebrow of Jaime Lannister shot upwards and he looked at me amusedly
"Oh, and how are you going to do that??" He questioned in a sweet voice and then added. "Are you going to awaken the dragon?" he asked while smirking down at me. Lannisters and their pride.
I took one of the blunted bastard sword from the armoury and twirled it in my hand, relaxing my muscles meanwhile Jaime took a defensive stance and started to circle me
I pointed my sword at him and then started circling him "my brother Rhaegar wanted to write a song of adventure away from the usual melancholic Songs he writes , a song of dominance and he asked me for some advice, do you know what I told him?"
A grin tucked at Jaime's lips when he asked which advice I gave my brother.
"I told him to write a song about a great battle between a lion and a dragon where the dragon tarnished the lion piece by piece devouring his meal , rhaegar offered me his trademark frown"
"If only the songs were real" Jaime tutted and then smirked at me " why are you not attacking me prince, is the lion too scary for the dragon to attack?"
If he wanted me to become enraged and attack him then he was most successful because the next moment I lunged towards him trying to strike him in the middle. oh...if I could take him in one move, I wonder what Tywin Lannister's face would look like after that.
The boy prodigy moved back and Parried my strike making my sword go above his head all while moving forward to strike on my exposed ribs.
Moving quickly that would make Flash proud, I tried to thrust the pommel of blade right in his jaw to which he lowered his head and my blade went through thin air.
He kicked me in the shin while moving his sword at my exposed shoulder but I blocked his advance with a thrust and parried his move by bucking my knee..our swords met mid air..and we went again back and forth sparring and thrusting..
Time to end this I thought to myself and tried to bait him by intentionally leaving my sword arm open when he plunged to my exposed arm I twirled my blade,moved sideways and struck him in the middle.
Startled with the sudden attack he tried to fend me off with his strikes but i went through his guard with a flurry of moves and knocked him sideways
"I yield" he panted when the tip of my sword touched his throat…
We both sat on the raised chamber after our spar taking about nothing particular….in the years Jaime and I have known each other we have developed a friendship of sort a real one i must say and I vowed to myself to protect the boy who still wanted to become like ser arthur dayne not the laughing knight.who still cherished the song of knights…
"Ser Jaime" i called out teasingly
"Yes,my prince" he replied deciding to play along
"Will you give me company to dragonstone?" I asked
Jaime Lannister eyebrows shot up in surprise and looked at me like I had grown two heads…. mate,i didn't ask your kidneys
He looked like a gaping fish out of water i thought in amusement, after several long minutes where Jaime Lannister eye looked at me he spoke
"You want me to accompany you to dragonstone?" Jaime asked me like he heard something different the first time.
"Yess, of course, i like your ass and don't want to miss that when I arrive at dragonstone" i replied in the most innocent voice i could muster.
Any other ten year boy would be red faced by the statement but Jaime Lannister of casterly rock just smirked his trademark smirk that would make fine ladies of the realm drool for him… ..no wonder the ladies wept when he entered in kingsguard at harrenhal.
"I always knew you were a leecher my prince, that's why I wear these tight breeches." he replied in the same innocent voice as me.
I shrugged my shoulders because I did actually looked at his ass few times
"You will be rewarded for your service" i added clearing my throat
"I will be waiting for the reward then my…. Prince"
"So, are you coming with me?" i asked changing the topic
"You honour me,my Prince, and yes
i will be coming with you"
"Alright then let's see if Visenya is ready and then we will depart by noon." I said and went to find my twin sister.
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"Brother" a ball of soft body collided at my chest and my sister's hug almost took my life force out of my body.
"Sister" i called out lovingly hugging her back and weaving my fingers through her golden white hair
"Where were you?" I have been looking for you for an hour!". I chastised Visneya ,breaking the hug.
Visneya had a sheepish smile on her face like the one she had when she had tried to prank tywin Lannister in eating mud cakes… if looks could kill, I would be short of a sister
Visenya Targaryen was nothing like her namesake, aside from her love of swordplay, she was almost Rhaenys Targaryen reborn… the love of Aegon the dragon!
In the dark world of Westeros my sister was the shining star to the world, her smile could brighten even the gloomiest of places, she was even able to extract a chuckle from our ever sad rhaegar if rumours are to be believed.
In all these years moving through the red keep,a place of vipers,it was the breath of fresh air whenever I spent time with Visneya, her emerald eyes so full of love and kindness almost made me to shelter her from the outside world.
It was a breath of fresh air after the harsh and tough training regime by ser barristan to see visneya joyful laugh or her eyes full of mirth and happiness...
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"I was training in the godswood" she whispered close to my ear….for onlookers it may look like we're honouring our Targaryen legacy….. if you know what I mean!
"How many times do I have to tell you not to practice in broad daylight?" I asked worriedly
"What do you think father will do if he comes to know that you are practising sword play?" I asked terrified of my sister coming to harm's way…. I will not allow that to happen.
Seeing the fear in her eyes when I mentioned about father my features softened and I hugged her again.
"I only worry for you vis, didn't I promise to train you at dragonstone?" I whispered in her neck
Giggling at the feel of my breath tickling her neck she winced slightly when I hugged her a little more tightly, feeling her jerk. I immediately broke the embrace and looked at her with a questioning look.
"It's Nothing brother!!Just a bruise from yesterday spar".
I nodded my head and she looked almost relieved?... something to look on
"Are you preparing for the tourney, brother?" she asked with a childlike excitement.. ah yes!! The tourney of Lannisport
"Yes, of course, Jaime told me half of the people are coming just because I am taking part in a tourney" I replied while Every fiber of my body screamed arrogance.
"I can understand that!! Which lady doesn't want to be crowned the queen of love and Beauty by the dragon reborn himself" her tone took a shy tone at last statement.
"Do you?" I asked, though the question was asked in teasing her cheeks still reddened and I too felt a little hot under my neck…
Since the silence was becoming uncomfortable i decided to change the subject
"We are leaving by the noon ,sneya" at her questioning look i clarified " dragonstone"
Realisation dawned on her pretty face and she bobbed her head " guess I have to be ready, see ya later" she waved me off and was about to depart when she suddenly stopped and looked at me with an expression i couldn't quite place.
"What?" I asked, feeling hot under her, the scrutiny of her emerald eyes.
"I love to be crowned by you" she spoke so fast that for a moment i felt i was hearing things but it was confirmed when I saw her red face and her emerald eyes looking at me lovingly that made my heart flutter.……..
Before I could reply she dashed and ran away to her room leaving a baffled 14 year old gaemon Targaryen behind. Why am I having strange sensations?? If only I had experienced a relationship during my previous life!!!!!
A/n: next chapter our heros are on the trip to dragonstone….this was the last major time skip in the story and from the next chapter the story will move forward
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