Chapter 3

Return of the King

Ser Alfred Broom

Ser Alfred Broom could only watch in awe as the now healed king brimming with a green aura of power landed on dragonstone to the absolute terror and bewilderment of the castle guard. The king looked every inch a Targaryan monarch and asked the maester to send a raven to Kings Landing, Lord Hightower, Lord Baratheon, and Lady Arryn.

He never saw the king more confident or more angry, the household heard rumors of the powerful ring that the king bore which glowed bright whenever the king showed emotion. After making him the castellan of dragonstone, the King visited the dragonmont and used his new powers to examine some dragon eggs and gathered some eggs he felt would hatch.

The king wore his valyrian circlet crown, donned the new armor, and wielded Blackfyre before flying into the skies like a god among humans. Nobody knew what to say but talk of the gods blessing the rightful heir was heard in the castle and the town below. He felt he has made the right choice in switching to the green's side with King Aegon claiming this new power that would be key to the green's cause.

Green Lantern

He flew above the headwaters of the mander and towards the market town of Tumbleton, the seat of house footly. He was in camaflouge mode to avoid detection by enemies, his ring alerted him after scanning the woods below "Warning ! armed hostiles detected, a large reptile detected with a rider". His vision was maximized as he spotted blackwood troops and Adam Velaryon crouching through the woods. He scanned the other sides and found enemy troops slowly surrounding the town.

'They are planning a surprise attack on the green army' he lamented before entering the town and saw burnt houses and drunk soldiers fighting which disgusted him. 'This is a town which saw a horrific sack', he lamented and slowly flew towards the castle. He landed on the battlements and heard faint muffles and screams coming from the solar below and scanned the rooms to see a lord forcing himself on a lady.

His body shook with rage at that scene, he had vowed to punish evil deeds and he meant to keep his vow but now is not the time with enemies surrounding the town. He willed his ring to and passed through the chamber walls. It was the lady that saw him first and screamed, then the man turned around and gazed at his floating form in amazement. "Who are you interloper, how dare you enter my chambers, are you some kind of maze? GUARDS!" the pompous man who might be a lord shouted.

He pointed his ring towards the lord who was trying to reach a Valyrian steel sword by the bedside and covered him in a circular construct "Fool, you dare question your true king ? you will face my wrath". The man screamed some obscenities while the woman who covered herself in a sheet looked at him like she seen a ghost. She quickly kneeled in front of him and wailed "your Grace, I am lady Sharis Footly, this man is lord Jon Roxton, he slew my lord husband when he refused to hand me over as a prize of war. Please King Aegon you must reign the army which sacked this city".

His blood boiled hearing all the atrocities his armies have done in his name, what happened to his leaders, his brother, and the generals from the reach. "My lady, get dressed and take me to the men in charge, the seven has blessed me with health and power and I swear to you, as long as I breathe, justice will be served". The lady quickly dressed as lord jon struggled and failed to escape from his construct.

He changed the construct into chains covering the lord and dragged him out of the chambers. As he walked the hallways with lady Sharis, three soldiers of house Roxton rushed towards him drawing their spears but he created large fists which swatted the three fools several feet away startling both the proud lord Roxton and lady Sharis. Once he was outside the castle he extended his shield to both lord and lady and flew towards the tents which held the banners of House Peake and House Hightower.

He landed the dumbstruck lord and lady and removed his shields and powered down to his normal form. The commotion had shook all the on looking soldiers and drunk guards who avoided Aegon like the plague. He cleared his throat and boomed "Lord Hightower, come outside, you King commands it". Several soldiers wearing hightower garbs looked at him in surprise and some ran towards a larger pavilions.

"What is this commotion?, Who dares interrupt us?, I will have the man….." lord Hobart Hightower froze as he looked at Aegon and shivered like a life "by the seven, this is impossible.. you cannot be the king" he stuttered before gaining some confidence. Aegon drew blackfyre and used the rings power to make his valyrian steel circlet and his blade shimmer with green light. Recognition flashed through the gathered crowd as they started to kneel before Aegon.

"Ser Hobart Hightower, I am very dissapointed with the way my armies have treated the people of Tumbleton, a reckoning will come to all those broke the King's law. But for now, we are surrounded by the black armies, gather your men and shore the defences. Someone summon the dragonseeds, I will speak with them".

"Your Grace, we are grateful for your presence but the dragonseeds have proved to be treacherous and one of them declared himself King". Aegon's temper flared at this news, dragon or no, no man can defy him now. He will start with punishing this rebellious dragonseed.

"Brother" he heard a shout from behnd him and saw Daeron coming towards him with something akin to relief and awe in his eyes. "You have returned" his brother said hugging him tightly. 'It has been too long since I have seen Daeron, he has grown into a young man now' he lamented thinking about his favorite baby brother. "It is ok Daeron, I am here and we will end this blasted war for good. Gather your dragon and alert the men, the riverlords and Adam Velaryon has surrounded the town. Rouse the camp and get the men ready I will take care of the rest" he told his brother as more men started surrounded them as news of his return spread.

Aegon saw a brute of a man carrying a war hammer and donning an iron crown walk towards him, the man sneered at him and gave a mocking laugh. "Who are you mummer?, I heard you were impersonating the crippled king who have died under some rock pissing his breeches . it matters not, now kneel before the true king Hugh and his mighty dragon Vermithor" the fool bragged joined by his lickspittles.

He felt Daeron flinch and grabbed his should giving him a comforting nod, as he walked forward all eyes were on him as the brute looked taken aback by his response. "I am King Aegon Targaryan, first born son of King Viserys I and Queen Alicent. I have returned to defeat my foes who have surrounded Tumbleton. I give you one last chance pretender, bow before me and serve and I will let you live" he thundered shocking even the blacksmith's henchmen.

The cur shook with rage and drew his war hammer and ran at Aegon, the ring bued with power and he simply sidestepped the larger man's swing and tripped him. As the man gathered himself and shook with anger, Aegon drew Blackfyre, he was never a great fighter but that was before the ring. He knew every fighting style, every combat move from the memory of the ring's previous wielder. He does not need the ring's power to beat this pretender.

The pretender followed with a flurry of strikes towards his body, head, and legs but Aegon blocked all his attacks with Blackfyre and simply evaded the bigger man's reach. When the man taunted him by calling his mother a whore, Aegon simply evaded the man's swing and beheaded the fool in one swift move. All the men fell silent as the blacksmith's head hit the ground and suddenly Daeron shouted "All hail King Aegon" which was picked up by the surrounding reachmen.

He pointed his sword victoriously as men kneeled before him as reachmen quickly arrested the fallen pretender's lickspittles. More lords came out of their tents as the crowd cheered him with lady Sharis, his brother Daeron, and ser Hobert Hightower being the loudest among them. Suddenly a loud roar shook the very foundations of the town as he saw Vermithor flying towards their location. The crowd scampered backwards as the bronze fury landed near them and roared defiance at the men.

Aegon was expecting this as he knew the dragon has sensed it's rider's demise, he activated his armor with a thought and walked towards an angry Vermithor while conjuring a giant whip made of green light. The dragon watched him cautiously and recoiled as if warning him not to come close. Aegon was unperturbed as he stared down his great grandsire's mount with confidence and stood before the bronze beast.

"Dohaeris Vermthor, lykiri" he shouted whipping air using his construct, the dragon went silent for a moment before unleashing bronze flames engulfing him completely. As people ran from the dragon and Daeron shouted for him to run away he smiled as he knew he cannot be harmed. The flames were dying down as Vermithor lunged forward to swallow him. He brought his hand around in a swinging arc and a giant fist met Vemithor's face sending the dragon tumbling back which brought gasps and screams from the crowd. The dragon itself rolled over and recoiled but there was fear and hesitation on it's face.

He flew towards the dragon and as it stood it's ground, he looked into it's eyes, cracking his whip construct at the beast and shouted "Dohaeris Vermithor, Lykiri" and this time the dragon looked uncertain and aegon flew towards its massive maw and repeated "Dohaeris". The beast sniffed him as the crowd watched in awe and bent it's head. Aegon landed and touched it's snout with his left hand and immediately felt the heat and power of the dragon meet his own aura.

He could feel the bond as connection established between him and his new mount as he closed his eyes and made a mental project of him riding Vermithor into the beast's mind which calmed the bronze fury immediately and dipped it's head. Aegon climbed it's neck and held the chains that controlled the dragon as lords and foot soldiers cheered him on. He mounted Vermithor and raised Blackfyre which glowed green and gave the order "Soves Vermithor" and taken his first flight after the loss of his beloved Sunfyre.

Note: Upon thinking, who better ride Vermithor than Jahaery's great grandson. I have plans for Sea Smoke and the Cannibal as well. Please comment.