His frail constitution made it difficult to master a wild dragon such as Cannibal.
โThis could all have ended in a bloodbath if Valerion had been in a foul mood.โ
Valerion... he had given him that name in honor of the dragon ridden by his noble ancestor, the Conqueror.
The bastard who rode a dragon... the one Aegon had learned to respect despite all his prejudices... and his distrust of his brother and those loyal to him.
He paused for a moment, waiting for Cannibal to settle down, then slid from the saddle. The pain in his leg drew a +
โโ the knight had barely left his own dragon behind him a few minutes earlier, having eagerly read the raven sent by prince aemond concerning something that deviated from a personal plan.
light grey eyes, finish absorbing the words of this writing, his gloved
dragon doesnโt care much for the company of others?โ
Aegon called out, raising his voice slightly as he made his way toward him in small, somewhat awkward steps. His accident with Sunfyre had left him with lasting injuries, and more recently, he had broken his left knee. +
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The great black dragon turned his head toward the knight standing on the ground, while the king leaned forward to get a better look at the stranger who had just stepped into his path.
"I wouldn't have taken that risk if I were you, Ser."
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Targaryens were gods with their dragons โ but what were they without them ? Mere men. And a King couldnโt be a mere man. Least of all a scarred King, contested, whose madness had slain +