The horse huffs beneath her and honestly, if she could huff back, Lysei woudd do exactly the same.
She's sitting on said horse, riding to the mountains of the moon with the entire court, from the littlest lord to the richest merchant, they all have joined the royal family.
Lysei hates horseriding if she is honest. She much rather go by foot, but it is expected of her, so she has no choice. She envies them, her husband and his other wives. She hears them before she sees them; the three silhouettes lazily flying over the procession. The court aws and gasps but the only thing that Lysei can think is that she is tired and wants to rest.
Yet, she is not one to complain, especially to those that speak behind her back. She hears their whispers but does nothing. She's learned over time it's better to not react. It's nearly half a day further when they stop for the night.
The next days don't change much. The journey is long and difficult and Lysei has enough of it. Yet she doesn't dare complain, for her father is with them and his criticism is always in her mind. Before she knows, they are in the mountains, the air geting colder and colder. While the court listen to guides entertaining them with stories, a small escort proposes Lysei to bring her further up.
" Perhaps, it will cure your uneasyness, Your highness." She is grateful for the soldier's suggestion and let's her horse run her forward. When a large screech resounds , all the horses including the one Lisei is seated on, start to hinny and move in a panciked mess.
The sounds comes again, a large wail like she's heard the other dragons make; but so high it forces everyone to cover their ears. Lysei closes her eyes and grits her teeth, hoping the noise will stop. It is however the wrong thing to do. Before she can control and reign her horse in, the animal skittish as she is, takes of in a galop up towards the mountain, higher and higher.
" Stop!" She tries to reign the horse inagain and instead of that finds herself on the ground. Her horse takes off and there she, hair loose jeweled dress smeared and filthy. "Aww." Lysei hisses. Her hiss of pain is answered by a rumbling murmur and before she knows it, a large silhouette steps forward. Immediately she knows it's a dragon. It has the large batlike wings and a long neck with the moving fins on his neck.
To her surprise it's a large backish dragon ( nearly as tall and big as Balerion her mind supplies) with red eyes. What surprises her is the fins that have a greenish with gold mixed hue. When she looks closely, she sees that the end of the black wings is the same greengolden coloured hue as well.
It even has some flecks of gold and green mixed between it's scales. The fins wrapping between the spikes of his tail are the same greengolden colour as well.
Hypnotized she stares and then tries to move her legs, hoping the dragon will not notice. That is it's cue to walk forward. The dragon moves forward towards her and then stares at her. It is a moment that seems to last forever and then he turns and flies of.
When her escort finds her they immediately bring her back to camp.
When Lysei wakes up the next day, she finds a dead goat at her tent. The soldiers and court suspect a sick joke but Lysei knows better.
It is the start of a beautiful friendship with an unlikely friend.