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House of The Dragon- A God Amongst Men: Chapter 448: Three Years Later
🕑 Added 2025-07-24 19:04:42 +0000 UTC[A/N: Ages of the kids in 92 A.C. are as followed:
Riktor- 14
Sylas- 12
Vaella- 7
Astorias- 7
The Twins- 5
Nymeria- 5
Saera's 2nd child- 3
Oh man, 8 already.......how many more I wonder]
(Third Person POV)
[Sunspear, Dorne, 92 A.C.]
A small girl wearing a black dress was walking along the halls of the castle, her black hair was combed straight as her red eyes were glowing in the shadows as she walked. She was holding a small doll in her arms as she had an emotionless look on her face.
She stopped as she looked up at what looked like a painting of a woman with olive skin and black hair, and eyes. She blinked and stared at the painting for more than thirty seconds, a bit intrigued by what she was seeing.
"Nymeria!" Someone called out
She looked over to see Tyene Martell walking up to her, a worried look on her face as she was holding her dress with her hands.
The girl simply blinked as Tyene walked over, making her way to her.
"I've been looking all over for you, you've gotten lost." Tyene said before stopping, several feet away from the girl, and widened her eyes, "I.....Y-You're here...."
She was looking past the girl, at someone who was standing in the shadows. There was a tone of surprise in her voice.
Nymeria turned around to see Drakken standing a few feet away from her, his eyes glowing in the shadows as he stared right at her. She didn't react, simply looked at him while holding the doll in her hands.
"Hello, Nymeria." Drakken said as he walked towards her, "It's been a long time. Do you know who I am?"
Drakken stood over her as the girl looked up at him, blinking slowly as her face showed no reaction.
Nymeria then nodded, "Yes."
He crouched down and gently patted her cheek, "My beautiful child, you've grown so much since I've last saw you. Your hair is black and magnificent....."
"Father...." Nymeria said softly
Drakken looked at the doll, "I see you liked my gift." He said as he picked her up as he stood up, "Well then. What say you? Shall I take you home with me?"
"M-My Lord...." Tyene stepped forward, "Her home is here. She is safe here, as I've promised. House Martell has kept her safe. Dorne is her home.....y-you promised."
"Nymeria Drakkengard." Drakken said as he tucked hair behind Nymeria's ear, "She is my daughter. She belongs with me."
"N-No.....please....." Tyene said softly, "I know you've neglected me.....but please...do not take her away from me. Her purpose is-"
"Her purpose is to serve the Trinity and be with her family." Drakken cut her off, "She is mine, Tyene."
Tyene got on her knees and prostrated, "Please...." She said, her voice shaky, "Do not take her away from me....I beg you....I'll do anything...Lord Drakken, please do not be this cruel...please..."
Drakken looked at her, "Hm...." He said, "Does she not look like Riktor to you?"
Tyene looked up slowly, "Huh?"
"Nymeria." Drakken rubbed his daughter's cheek, "She looks like Riktor."
"Y-Yes....." She said softly
"Hm...." Drakken said, "You've done well, Tyene. Giving me such a beautiful girl for a daughter. With time, her beauty will have no rivals here in Dorne. And she must be protected....."
"I....I will have people protect her, you have my word." Tyene said
"No." Drakken said, "She is a Drakkengard. She should learn to protect herself."
"But....." Tyene said, "I....I will see to it, just....do not take her away from me. That is all I ask of you. I don't care about anything else, I just want my daughter with me...."
"Stand." Drakken told her as he offered his hand to her, "Come."
Tyene slowly stood up and took his hand, "Yes....?"
Drakken pulled her in and wrapped his arm around her waist, "You say I've neglected you?" He asked, "I admit, I have...But I have been rather busy. Talis cannot be completed by simply standing around. And the other Draconic Beasts for my children, someone has to see to it that it is done. As well as their Blessings."
"Yes, of course." Tyene said softly
"Tonight, we'll share a bed." Drakken told her, "I've missed you. I've missed my daughter. For today, it will be just us. But after, I will have to go. If you wish to keep Nymeria here, so be it. But tonight, you will have to make me not regret that choice."
"Yes...." Tyene looked down, "I won't fail you."
Nymeria simply stared at her Father, saying nothing as she hugged her doll.
Drakken looked at her, "My daughter...." He said with a slight smile,
"One day, you will fight by my side."
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[Harrenhal]
"Sylas!" Maegelle exclaimed as she ran towards the tall blonde haired boy, "You're finally back!!"
She hugged him as Sylas simply stood there, hugging her back. The Young Lord had finally returned to Harrenhal after three years, having warded at Casterly Rock for his grandfather, Lord Tyland Lannister. He was hosted as well as the son of Lord Drakken should have been.
Now, he was back, and he was greeted by Maegelle in the courtyard.
"Ah." He said, "Mother."
"Oh goodness, my love, you've grown so much!" Maegelle stepped back, "You're so tall!"
Sylas was standing at around 5'10, which was quite tall for a 12-year-old boy. He was already taller than his mothers and it was quite a surprising thing for them all. His hair was a bit long, reaching his neck and combed neatly and his red eyes seemed to have a firmer light to them. His body was slim and fit, meaning that he was taking care of himself.
"Yes....." Sylas rubbed his hair, "I guess I did grow a bit. Aunt Dara kept saying the same thing....."
Maegelle smiled as she patted his cheek, "Oh, my sweet boy...." She said, "I've missed you dearly. I am sorry for not visiting you. Your brothers could be a handful."
"How are the twins?" Sylas asked
"Maekar is Maekar and Maelor.....he's been hiding a lot recently." Maegelle pulled away, "It's gotten tiresome. But he's learning how to play more instruments, so I suppose he wants privacy."
"Father once told me that Maelor is unique." Sylas said as Maegelle hugged his arm as they began to walk towards the door, "I wonder what that meant. I mean, we're all Drakkengard. We're unique in our own ways, I guess."
"I know what you mean. And I also know what Drakken meant." Maegelle chuckled, "Maelor is different. But in a good way."
"Where is my brother?" Sylas asked, "He stopped writing letters a few months ago."
"Riktor?" Maegelle asked, "Oh, he's asleep, I believe. The thing is Sylas....we've been struggling a bit with him."
"Struggling?" Sylas stopped and looked at her, "What do you mean?"
Maegelle sighed, "It's hard to explain." She said, "Well, it's not. I just find it hard to speak about it. It's best if you speak to your Mother about this."
"Oh." Sylas frowned, "I see."
Maegelle smiled, "Well, don't worry about it now." She said warmly, "Let's go see your siblings. Oh, and your baby sister!"
"You haven't seen her in a long time!"
