Chapter 5 27 Houses
Blacktyde with its vairy vert and sable of black and green.
Botley with the shoal of silver fish in on pale green.
Codd with their silver codd on a black field. Though All Men Do Despise Them.
Drumm with their bone hand on red.
Farwynd with their black longships on the black sea with the setting sun.
Goodbrother with their gold-banded black war horn on a field of red.
Greyjoy with their golden kraken in a field of black. We Do Not Sow.
Harlaw with their white scythe on a black field.
Hoare with their sigils of a golden longship, black raven, pine tree, and grapes bound by iron chains.
Humble with their plain silver field.
Ironmaker with their grey war hammer and brown field.
Kenning with the Storm God's cloudly grey hand, yellow lightning flashing from the fingertips on a field of black.
Merlyn with their green twining watersprouts on white field.
Myre with ten black nooses, 4-3-2-1, on a white field with a border of blood.
Netley with their brown noose and crisscrossed field of green.
Oakwood with dark green pines in a field of yellow.
Saltcliffe with their black nine headed serpent on a field of silver.
Sharp with their pointed silver rapier on a field of violet.
Shepherd with their brown shepherd's staff on dark green field.
Sparr with their oak saltire in blue.
Stonehouse with their black brassiere on a grey masonry field.
Stonetree with their grey bare stone tree on a field of black.
Sunderly with a drowned man, pink and pale, floating upright in a blue-green sea, hair streaming upwards as fish nibble at his limbs.
Tawney with their red and black nettles on a field of white.
Volmark with their black leviathan on a grey field.
Weaver with their silver spinning wheel and gold field.
Wynch with their bloody moon on purple.
Finally all houses are assembled in Pyke.
Lady Ciara Codd, Lady Hope Farwynd, Lady Iris Ironmaker, Lady Meera Myre, Lady Osha Netley, Lady Pine Oakwood, Lady Gilly Saltcliffe, Lady Wynda Sharp, Lady Lonnie Shepherd, Lady Catelyn Stonehouse, Lady Rain Stonetree, Lady Sylanna Sunderly, Lady Minerva Tawney, Lady Violet Volmark, Lady Miranda Weaver, and Lady Lily Wynch gathered with the Sirens.
Grandfather thanked them for coming as early as possible and everyone twitted something but I didn't pay any attention.
I've been filled on what happened yesterday, King Robert had been furious that Princess Elia and her children slipped pass his defenses at Lannisport and the Arbor and is now demanding for the so called "dragonspawns and dragonbitch". So Dorne happily ignored him as they accept their Princess back. Surprisingly, Lyanna had reached Bear Island and she's currently staying there in order to be harder to reach as Benjen is needed in Winterfell and Ned is tasked to lift the siege and the Bears are extremely protective of her. Quellon had received the message at sunrise so I guess 5 am? Then that means the clippers must have been super-fast about 10 knots per hour to achieve that. It's impressive for a smaller boat but to achieve that maybe magic…
I dreamt about a male bear and a she-wolf, then I watch as 8 krakens (4 adults and 3 young) is circled by a big buck as 3 lions and a lioness watch while a falcon screech can be overheard. A spider spins its web and a mockingbird sing its songs while a baby kraken and an old one has two young bucks in its tentacles as a silent wolf futilely snaps its jaws at a scythe, the snakes hide in the sands as they circle protectively around the sun and 2 baby dragons. Soon, 3 dragons are also held by the pair of kraken as many more swam to break the stags circling and then the krakens turned into iron. The next thing I dreamt is one of the descendants of the Nagga dragging a boat north with another dragging one south.
My grandfather then dismissed me saying he don't want to stress me and that I'm free from my studies for now, he gave me a kiss on the forehead and I returned one on his cheek as I retire to my room.
I scrambled for my bag and put the warm egg on the burning brassier after I climbed a chair, I pulled out a vial containing Maron's blood and some of his hair. I pulled the cork and just chant zaldrizes dracarys over and over as I pour my siblings blood and throw some of his hair around. A vision flashed as my brother Maron moaned that it's too hot and a flame tattoo appeared at his palm, the same one that is now glowing on the egg. Satisfied, I leave it be and picked up the one that's too cold and put it in my stationary ice box. I poured Rodrik's blood from a vial and scatter his hair around while still chanting, a vision appeared of my brother Rodrik shivering as a tattoo of icy winds intricately run at his spine. The same one also in the egg glowing ominously. I fetched the watery one and dumped it in my bath tub still chanting and pouring Asha's blood with a fistful of salt and her hair. The vision showed her choking on her saliva as an intricate wavy tattoo wind up her neck acting like a choker. I feel gleeful and I glanced in the mirror, taking my appearance. Black hair with a handsome face and strong nose, my eyes turned from greyish blue to amber nearing gold. But now they shone gold indicating I'm using my magic.
I learned a long time ago I have magic and I practice secretly at the library on some High Valyrian words so I could chant spell. I visited an apothecary where a former warlock from Qarth resides here in Pyke and he just told me that spells are from the heart and mind so I should build my own path then proceed to smile patronizingly and patted my head so here I am, chanting dragon's dragonfire.
I picked up my golden one and cradled it like a baby. I then run to the Iron Garden (after gathering my own vial of blood and some hairs of course) and buried it while chanting, I then poured my blood and put my air as if I just watered something and use some fertilizer.
Thunder roared at the clear skies and the waves crashed louder, I can feel the warmth of the earth and the cold of my blood as the ghost of my hair hangs over me. Rain suddenly came down even if it's still sunny and I remember the Philippines back at Earth, then I watch my buried egg glow even under the earth and a crack sounded.
I feel like struggling, wanting to get out of a shell and through the mud. I succeed and I looked into my own glowing golden eyes as another golden eyes stare back into mine.
'OH DROWNED GOD! I JUST WARGED INTO MY BABY DRAGON?!'
I sucked in a breath in my real body, feeling like I'm reborn so I cherished the rain as it grows strong and steadily darkened the sky. Picking up my baby dragon who's all black with golden eyes, letting the rain wash her mud and keeping her close to protect from prying eyes. As soon as she's washed and I'm drenched I ran to my room as fast as I can while tucking her in my cape and then hurried to wrap my head in a towel and change into warm clothes used for winter.
"Aelix. You will be Aelix Greyjoy." I cooed to my dragon as I gave her one of my snacks which is a fried chicken, she ate as I start a fire in my fireplace. I added more wood to make my room warmer since I can feel a cold creeping up, I laid down and groaned and Aelix snuggled on my back. I smiled because with her heat I might survive not getting sick in the rain.
I felt my eyes burn and glow then I looked into the mirror to see what's wrong. The burn started to fade but my normally not glowing golden eyes is now glowing intensely in my fire-lit room.
"You tattooed me in my eyes didn't you Aelix? Making me so much more handsome than already needed. Oh well, we can't help it now do we? We're a pretty good match, you with your sleek black scales and mesmerizing intelligent golden eyes then there's me with hair just a black and golden eyes glowing. What will I do with you if you've ever grown? We need to find you a cave along with your siblings if they'll hatch when my siblings are here. Wait, let me check on them." Aelix purred and rolled off my back as I cradled her again and check the brassiere, the tub, and the ice box. No trace of blood or hair and the eggs.
I just shrugged, the gods already found a way to amuse themselves some more.