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Guest: Relationships are evolving yes! But who will end up with Daenerys, that's the question!
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Eragon sighed. He never expected things to go like this. He hadn't built a single facility but he already had a student, looking to understand her dragon. Or dragons, as in plural. Saphira was right, he was a magnet for troubles.
Later, Eragon, Daenerys and Tyrion were outside, close to Drogon and Saphira. The rays of sun had motivated them to go outside and to start their training. Jon and Davos were back in the old mines, concluding the business they had to make there, A few of Daenerys's guards were with them. She had recently allowed the young King the use of the mines, a decision which had been greatly appreciated by the Northerner.
Tyrion had decided to join his Queen, which bothered a bit Eragon. But since the knowledge he would pass on today wouldn't be dangerous nor private, he saw no point to isolate him. He remembered how Orik's or Arya's presence could help him. Or distract him commented Saphira with a laugh.
Facing them, he put on his most serious face "Today and in the coming days, you will learn to bond and understand your companion, your dragon "started Eragon
"This bond that you have is unique, irreplaceable. Just like with a friend, a companion or a lover, it takes times and hurdles. This is not an easy road. Your case is also slightly different, since you have three dragons but you seem more closely bonded with Drogon." Continued Eragon, sensing her purple eyes focused on him. In Alagaësia, dragons only hatch when they feel a connection to the one holding their egg and can remain in their shell almost forever. But when they do, it sparks. In Westeros, it seems this hatching process is different, for the reasons I've explained to you before. And thus, this bond isn't initiated,"
"We will slowly help you to build this connection, to get closer to your dragons. Saphira and I will try to help you to the best of our knowledge. But make no mistake, a dragon is not a tool."
"Of course, I know this" interrupted Daenerys angrily
"I certainly hope you do. The day a dragon becomes nothing more than a weapon and a tool is a sad day, and I will most immediately try to stop whoever is doing this" finished Eragon coldly.
The threat wasn't lost on them.
"So, what do we do now" asked Daenerys in a controlled voice
"Drogon will go with Saphira while I'll remain with you," started Eragon
"A plot to separate and isolate the Queen from her dragon? "enquired Tyrion
"You're looking at this with mistrust and fear in your minds. We most certainly are not looking to overthrow or harm Daenerys and her dragons. Dragons just have secrets that even I am not privy too. And by being on your own, you'll be less distracted from Saphira and Drogon's interactions. They will certainly only go to the other side of the castle"
Getting no reaction from them, he gave a mental nod to Saphira who nudged Drogon before spreading her wings. Roaring, Drogon was quick to follow her and they quickly disappeared on the other side of the castle, near the cliffs that they reached very quickly.
After a few seconds spent in silence, Eragon turned back and faced Tyrion and Daenerys
"Shall we begin now" asked the young woman, impatience clear to see.
Tyrion almost just as eager as Daenerys although he wasn't the one with dragons and Eragon had to hid a smile at their enthusiasm.
For the next hours, Eragon guided and taught his first students. He explained in depth the mind and its operating. A small part of his mind was always directed towards Saphira and her lesson with Drogon. At the moment, her mind was mostly closed, which indicated that she dealing with information not meant to be shared. He wasn't overly worried and knew she was more than able to defend herself but he still felt better when he could completely feel her. It felt like part of him was missing.
Daenerys and Tyrion, oblivious to Eragon's small inconvenience, were slowly guided and brought in a relaxing state before Eragon tried to communicate with them through their mind. He would come in slowly and try to start simple conversations with them.
Indeed, he wasn't keen to link Daenerys and Drogon's mind if the former couldn't control her thoughts.
He was advancing in the unknown and the Eldunaris had little help to offer. All the Riders had already a deep bond with their dragons when they went to Vroengard to be taught and no one had taught human beginners who weren't Riders. He was trying to emulate something from the lessons he had received from Brom and Oromis.
After a few trials, Tyrion had yet to make a complete conversation. His mind was in constant turmoil, asking questions, taking notes, making suggestions … He was unable to bring one single thought to the front of his mind yet. And contrary to her Hand, Daenerys had not such issues. She was quick to force one thought at the forefront on her mind. It didn't offer very complex conversation but it was a great start nevertheless. Her mind had a unique melody, something ancient, powerful but also untamed. A mixture of dragon and human. This was all the confirmation they needed to confirm their theory regarding blood transformation.
After one last successful attempt with Daenerys which ended up with her trying to describe her last meal, a light breakfast made of fruits and bread, Eragon felt that Saphira was done with Drogon and that both dragons were coming back.
"Saphira is coming back with Drogon so we will have to put an end to today's lesson. "said Eragon to his two pupils who were sitting on a bunch of rocks. Their lack of surprise at his statement illustrated their quick and strong adaptability.
"I can say you both made great progress. You can continue to train on your own to structure your mind. Additionally, while I understand and share your love and admiration towards dragons, some knowledge can't be spread. We will soon be looking for an oath in Ancient Language from both of you. Should you refuse, we will remain to safe but also very basic topics." concluded Eragon.
But Daenerys understood what it meant for her. "So, you mean that to help me with my dragons, I'll have to swear something in a language I don't understand?" she asked angrily
"The situation here is exceptional. Westeros is on the verge of collapse with all the previous wars and the threat of the dead. I'm also in an unknown place, with some dangerous knowledge. I won't share It lightly; it would be too dangerous. I'm more than willing to explain in detail every step or the vow but I won't start to explain the rules of magic and let it spill all over the place, without any form of control"
She huffed but didn't comment further. Tyrion bore a thoughtful expression.
"If you will excuse us for a few moments" said the dwarf
He then took a few steps back along with Daenerys. They were quietly exchanging, but that didn't matter a lot to Eragon. With his enhanced senses, he was able to follow the conversation, not that he would tell them. They were hesitating, pondering their next moves. They didn't fully trust him but couldn't deny the control and connection he had with Saphira.
During Tyrion and Daenerys small meeting, Saphira and Drogon returned and were laying close. Rhaegal and Viserion were there too, curious and roaring playfully at Saphira who enjoyed the attention she was receiving. They hadn't been included in the first lesson with Saphira. Having to deal with one dragon was already quite a task in itself, especially on a first time. With the exception of a small glance, Daenerys and Tyrion hadn't really acknowledged the presence of the dragons, proof of their fear of the oath and their ease around dragons.
As they talked, Eragon heard and saw Jon and Davos coming back from the mines, where they had spent the past few hours. Probably bothered by the head in the mines, Jon, had removed most of his furs and was holding them with his right hand. Their faces were grimed by the soot and they stood at the edge of the plain, still, looking at the dragons, probably wondering if they could cross or if they would have to wait the departure of the mighty creatures.
And just like Eragon, the dragons had felt the intrusion. From what they had observed, the three dragons would interact just like wild dragons, and avoid interactions with humans as much as possible if they weren't threatened or hungry, Daenerys being the single exception. Eragon had yet to approach them close without the young woman.
Drogon was still lying, with Saphira close to him. He jerked his head but remained still. Rhaegal and Viserion however looked at the newcomers with more excitement. Eragon felt Saphira perk up and ready herself. She let a soft growl, which got the attention of both Daenerys and her two dragons. Viserion immediately stopped and turned in the opposite direction, towards the black dragon.
However, the green dragon wasn't done yet. Ignoring Saphira's menacing hiss, he spread his green wings and took off.
Saphira didn't lose a second and was in the air moments later. In the meantime, Eragon was running in the direction of Jon and Davos. Their presence had triggered something in Rhaegal and there was no indication about his intentions. Tyrion and Daenerys were looking around, panic in present in their eyes but there was nothing they could do except watch.
"I'm on Rhaegal, protect Jon and Davos," said Saphira through their link.
Saphira was now matching the green dragon. The noise made by these two flying so close to the ground was deafening. Earth and grass were flying on the passage of the two dragons. Eragon was hot on their heels, avoiding the bits of mud flying. Rhaegal had been the first to depart but Saphira had been ready to chase him and had wider wings and managed to fill the small delay. With a quick bite and a push from her legs, Saphira managed to unbalance the smaller dragon. and to get in a better position to reach Jon and Davos who had remained frozen in place, paralyzed by the vision of two dragons flying straight on them.
Saphira stopped abruptly in front of them, protecting the two men with her large figure. Both men stumbled from the shock and started to take a few steps back to avoid her large tail which could easily puncture them. Eragon was on them moment later. Daenerys had remained next to Drogon, powerless. Her cries to stop Rhaegal were completely ignored. Rhaegal had stabilised after Saphira's shoving and was staring at the blue dragon, who didn't move an inch, protecting the three.
"Get behind me" whispered Eragon to Jon and Davos. Thankfully, both men had snapped out of their slumber and were quickly moving to get to safety. Rhaegal's eyes were looked on them but Saphira's presence seemed to deter him. Drogon's sound defeat was still fresh in their mind.
"Eragon, Jon's bleeding. And, he smells like Daenerys" told him Saphira still turning her back on them and facing Rhaegal.
He froze in place, not expecting this. Glaedr sensed his confusion and was quick to bring him to his senses.
"You need to bring the two to safety, you will have enough time
Slowly, they made their way back to the castle. Saphira moved alongside them, always staying between Jon and Rhaegal; After a while, he seemed to understand that he wouldn't get what he wanted and simply turned back before flying in the direction of the sea.
They were back in the castle, trying to understand this new problem. Daenerys, Tyrion, Jon, Davos and Eragon were all around a table, mindlessly drinking some wine.
No one had said anything since Eragon and Saphira had rescued Jon and Davos from Rhaegal. The dragon hadn't made any attempt to stop them. He had simply watched the three men walk away. His eyes had never left Jon but he had stayed still under Saphira's careful surveillance.
Daenerys had a haunted look, probably resulting from her lack of control on Rhaegal. Tyrion wore a pensive look while Davos and Jon were staring into space while gulping large glasses of wine for the latter. Having a dragon charging at you at such a close distance always made an effect, the first times at least.
The young woman brought her glass back to the table before addressing Jon and Davos
"I would like to apologise for the behaviour of my dragon. While we certainly don't agree on certain points, you've been invited under the right of guest and haven't cause trouble. I can only say that this is the first time and will try with Eragon to make sure it doesn't happen in the future" she said, looking at them, straight in the eyes
"I understand that you're probably not behind this attack. But I'll need more than words as a guarantee. I know you but the North doesn't. The North won't take it kindly if I'm killed by one the Mad King's daughter's dragon," finished Jon darkly
There was nothing Daenerys could say to that. He was right and she knew it.
Eragon remained silent, not sure on how to react. Jon Snow had mentioned being a bastard during their trip to Dragonstone and he had felt how deeply that wound ran. Why did he have Targaryen blood?
"Saphira will remain alert and try to talk, or whatever the dragon equivalent is, with Rhaegal. She'll be there to protect you until we know what happened" concluded Eragon
The meeting ended quickly, each returning to their own room. But Eragon couldn't forget Saphira's warning. He didn't doubt her, her smell was probably the most developed and precise of all.
"You should tell him Eragon, you, more than anyone else, knows how it feels to have uncertainties about your parents" said Saphira gently.
"I know, but who could be his mother? Is he half-brother with Daenerys? You've seen how close they are" said Eragon
"Another reason then, they should be aware of this" concluded Saphira
"Help me, will you" asked Eragon
"Always little one" came her soft answer
Resolute, Eragon left his room and took the direction of Jon's situated left to his own. He knocked softly on the wooden room and waited for an answer. Seconds later, the door unlocked and opened. Letting Jon looked surprised to see him.
"Can I come in? I've discovered a few things that I think you'd like to hear" asked Eragon
With a small gesture, he let him and closed the door behind him. His room looked identical to Eragon's. Jon invited Eragon to sit on the chair present in the room while he sat on his bed. He removed the furs and brought next on the bed, a small action which bought him a few seconds to scan his surroundings.
Eragon was surprised to feel someone close to their room. Varys it seemed, was trying to learn more about them. It wouldn't be an issue. He quickly whispered a few words in Ancient Language to protect their conversation. Jon looked surprised but didn't comment.
"I just made sure no one will be able to overhear our conversation" explained Eragon
Jon merely nodded. He was a man of few words thought Eragon.
"I have several things I need to tell you. I know you probably will feel some anger, mistrust or confusion and all I'll ask is for you to let me fully explain my reasons. The first point, is that I was able to question the Faceless Man after you. He told me a few things. You were one of his targets,"
"I gather someone else was targeted" enquired Jon
"You are right. Sansa was also targeted, by Cersei Lannister," started Eragon.
Jon's eyes bulged and at that moment, he looked murderous.
"You knew Sansa was in danger and you said nothing," whispered Jon in a dangerous tone.
"I did. But I also made sure to protect her since that moment" answered Eragon
"And how do you expect to protect her hundreds of leagues away? In case you didn't notice, that man was skilled and resourceful" retorqued Jon with some fury. "I almost died there and I'm a fighter! Sansa, while not an innocent girl, is certainly not a fighter!"
"For your information, your sister is not defenceless. She always has guards protecting her. But Gaerdin, who stayed at Winterfell, will also protect her. He's as skilled as I am, if not more and I trust him. More companions will also arrive in the coming days and will protect her discretely." said Eragon
"I still believe I could have done more to protect her" answered the northerner more calmly
"It would have been useless. You know as I do that no one but me or my friends could have saved you in Winterfell, and I'm not being vain. You wanted to see Daenerys and I made sure the trip would be safe both for you and your sister" concluded Eragon.
"Perhaps you're right but I won't feel at ease until after we're back, I guess. I'm also disappointed you didn't share with me what you knew" said Jon.
"You know as much as I do the value of information. I really appreciate your help but you know that sharing all my knowledge would be suicide" completed Eragon.
After a short silence between them, Jon asked "Was there something else you wanted to tell me Eragon"
"There is yes. Could you show me your hands please?" asked Eragon.
"My hands?" repeated Jon with some curiosity
Eragon nodded and Jon removed the gloves on his hands. They were callous and his left hand was without scratches, contrary to his right one where the lines of small cuts could be seen on the inside of his palm.
"Where did you get this cut?" enquired Eragon, already knowing the day just got more difficult.
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