NOVEL NEXT Chapter 17: Conversation Time
King's Landing
105 AC
Do they not sound familiar? One is large, black and red, the others smaller, green and gold. Should I inform these fools that due to their family's blunder, there is a potential enemy that could be very dangerous to us? The coloring of the dragons strongly suggests they are the ones Daenerys will hatch. These eggs did not come from Asshai; they were the ones Elissa Farman stole from the Targaryens.
Indeed, the adage "The only thing that can destroy House of the Dragon is itself" seems to hold true. Even in this timeline, they nearly brought about their own downfall. While I bear no affection for House Targaryen, it doesn't mean I would annihilate them and claim the Seven Kingdoms. That would depend on future circumstances. Ultimately, my goal is to establish a Dragonlord house akin to how House Targaryen elevated House Velaryon, providing my heirs with marriage options beyond incest. It is a well-known fact among Dragonlord families that dragon blood dilutes quickly in our lineage. Until I resolve this issue, these Dragonlord houses could prove beneficial.
Even then, I aspire to create something extraordinary in this world, and I know I can't do it alone. No matter how powerful I become, there will always be those who foolishly believe they are more powerful than me. I don't want to deal with such nuisances every time they challenge me. Thus, empowering my allies would deter them. Besides, what joy is there in ascending to the world's pinnacle by oneself? As for the concern of them becoming more powerful than me, it's unfounded. No matter how much genius they possess or acquire, they have a limit to their potential. My greatest strength lies in the fact that I do not have such a limit.
Fear is a fickle tool. I could rule this world through fear, but that would end like Tywin. I don't want that; I'd rather follow the path of the Starks. Ruthless to their enemies but equally merciful and kind to those who have stood beside them. Yes, that is the best example. I want to hold my lands like the Starks. So, when I choose to pass my duties to my son or daughter, they will not face rebellion like the Targaryens. Now, enough thoughts about the future; what do I do about this new threat that has presented itself before me? I could go there and talk with them to learn who they are. But that would be risky, as I don't know what they might do upon discovering my existence. They could decide they don't want a potential enemy running around.
"Now, what do you plan to do with them? There must be a reason for them to emerge now, given that two hundred years have passed since the doom. If they've had dragons since then, why haven't they revealed themselves? With even one dragon, there's no reason to hide. It could lay eggs within twenty years, and assuming one or two dragons hatched, there would be two or three mature dragons by Aegon's time. After a century of blood, they could have made a move on Volantis. I personally believe they only recently regained their dragons," I concluded, summarizing my deductions from the situation.
Everyone began to ponder my explanation. I am certain that these are the dragon eggs Elissa Farman stole, as there is no other reason for their isolation. Moreover, they do not belong to any of the other four major houses, which would have hatched the eggs much earlier. The five houses possess more magic in their blood than other families. This family is among the other thirty-five, but it could still cause issues since some are too closely allied with the four houses that have access to blood magic. That's how they hatched the eggs. They lacked the eggs, and when the Targaryens faltered, they found what they were seeking. Taking eggs from Valyria is nearly impossible. All families value the eggs more than gold, so they would have hidden them where only the gods know. Reaching that depth would be a miracle.
Asshai possesses as many dragons as the Summer Isles do, for the five houses of Valyria would not risk leaving their eggs with sorcerers. This is why I am convinced that the dragons hatched from eggs, which I believe were laid by Dreamfyre. Approximately fifty years have passed since Jaehaerys' long reign ended, and Viserys ascended to the throne four years ago. Thus, Drogon has had fifty years to mature. Anarion would certainly relish the opportunity to meet him. The forthcoming rituals are set to be conducted on Anarion.
"Your speculation might hold truth. Were there no families that left after our departure? Or any Dragonlord akin to Aurion who was not in Valyria during the Doom?" Rhaenys inquired, her expression troubled at the mention of other Dragons. And she has every right to be worried, for a battle between two Dragonriders yields no victor. Because the one who survives will not be in any condition to be deemed a winner.
"Indeed, most Dragonlords refrained from taking their dragons beyond Valyria following our clash with the Rhoynars. The council decreed a ban on travelling on Dragons for mere amusement, as such power often emboldens young heirs to behave arrogantly. They sought to prevent allies from becoming adversaries. Thus, at the time of the Doom, any Dragonlord outside Valyria would be without their dragon, unless, like Aurion and others, they were on an approved mission. Despite the Dragonlords' general disregard for rules, the ridicule faced by the first family to break them after the war with the Rhoynars led to a serious adherence to this particular law, to avoid further disgrace." I explained. This was indeed the case; the Valyrian Council disliked when business allies became enemies due to the actions of some young lord, but since they could not penalize the family directly, they legislated this law.
"We'll concern ourselves with them if they become hostile," Viserys declared, echoing Daemon's sentiments from the small council. "We'll confront them when they begin to conquer the free cities. If they don't become allies, then we'll prepare for war. Dwelling on them now is a waste of time since we don't even know their names. Let's instead discuss Valyria and learn about our ancestral homeland from Lord Drakonar." Initially stern, Viserys's expression softened into a foolish smile as he spoke. His love for Valyria was evident, despite his limited knowledge about it. He's correct, though—why fret over those who have no desire for even confront us, who are miles away? Nevertheless, I'll be ready for the worst should they attack.
As I responded to their inquiries, I also asked about things I didn't understand from the books or shows. During our conversation, Aemma's pain returned, but this time, Vezofina began to sing without my command, having noticed Aemma's discomfort. Aemma had tended to her while we were all engaged in discussion. As evening fell, Rhaenys bid us farewell and departed for Driftmark, followed shortly by Corlys, who also took his leave.
After we resumed our conversation and as time went by, Daemon and Rhaenyra began to come out from their perseverance regarding me and started discussing various topics. Daemon, upon hearing Rhaenyra's praise for Syrax, began to speak of Caraxes and his ferocity as the most formidable dragon. They then inquired if they could meet Anarion and proposed that we all take a flight together to Dragonstone. I had mentioned during my conversation with Viserys about visiting the last stronghold of Valyria, and he had assured me that he would send either Daemon or Rhaenyra with me to guide me through all the sights at Dragonstone.
As the sky darkened, a servant entered the room to light the torches. Later, we proceeded to supper, where we shared a hearty meal and laughed over Daemon's childhood blunders. Watching him silence Viserys to prevent any more embarrassing stories was amusing. Afterwards, we retired to our rooms. Aemma began to thank me for instructing Vezofina to heal her, but I dismissed her thanks with a wave. Viserys and Rhaenyra wore broad smiles, relieved to see Aemma free from constant pain. Viserys gave me a grateful nod, his eyes conveying a promise not to forget my assistance.
After seeing that my goals are fulfilled I started to walk toward my room with smile. I couldn't help but think this is now not the book or show that I previously enjoyed in my life. The people here is real and there are many different among their characters and in reality. Targaryen's and Velaryon's are nice to me they are not like their future self where thy would many difficultes and start to chnage. Corlys told me he could get any of the items I'll need with his extensive knowledge would help me greatly. Even Rhaenys is nice conversationalist to have when she doesn't think that you are not here for harming her kins. And about Daemon and Rhaenyra, Viserys is right. They're like dragon ever restless and chaotic. When I started to know them, they talked about their mischief in the Red Keep.
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