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House of The Dragon- A God Amongst Men: Chapter 431: Attempt
🕑 Added 2025-07-19 16:06:11 +0000 UTC(Third Person POV)
"Drakken, dammit!" Aemon scowled as he reached Rhaenys, "You told her?!"
Drakken looked at him, "I told you I would."
Aemon looked at Rhaenys, "Listen, Rhaenys." He started, "You have to understand a couple of thing-"
"Is mother alive?" Rhaenys asked, looking at him in the eyes, "Have you kept this from me?"
Aemon frowned, "Rhaenys...."
"Answer me, Father...." She said softly, "Is my Mother alive?"
Aemon reached for her hand, "Rhaenys...that is not Jocelyn...." He said, "Your Mother died.....and now, Daella is your-"
"You lied to me." Rhaenys said, "When I asked you what you saw at Harrenhal all that time ago...you lied to me.....you saw her, didn't you? You saw my mother?"
Aemon sighed, "Y-Yes....."
Rhaenys's eyes formed tears as she pulled her hand away, "I cannot believe you." She said as she stood up from her seat, "I...you kept it from us?! Father, how could you?!"
"Rhaenys, I did it to protect you." Aemon said, "If you had learned of it, you would have sought out Harrenhal and Drakken would have gotten you in his clutches!"
"I don't want to see your face right now!" Rhaenys exclaimed as she ran past him, making her way down the hall
Daenerys began to run behind her, "Rhaenys!"
Aemon simply stood there, a bit taken aback by what had happened, "Rhaenys...." He said softly, "I....."
Drakken stared at him for a couple of seconds before turning around, "Good luck with that." He said with a smirk, "You fucking prick."
Aemon glared at him, "Do you get off by doing things like these, Drakken?!" He exclaimed, "Do you enjoy watching us be tormented? Do you want us to be tortured with what we have going on?!"
"Yes." Drakken said simply before disappearing, leaving Aemon alone
Aemon clenched his fists, "You have to be kidding....." He said,
"What did I do to deserve this?"
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Drakken was on the training yard, looking around, "Sylas?" He called out, "Where are you?"
He had been searching for his son, whom he didn't find with Daenerys. The Princess had told him that she believed that he was with Drakken, but that was not the case. Drakken had left Sylas with Daenerys the whole time, so he found it strange that he suddenly disappeared.
Suddenly, a somewhat dreadful feeling crept up on Drakken, and caused him to narrow his eyes. The last time one of his sons was left alone in the Red Keep, nothing good came out of it. And that is the last thing that Drakken wanted to happen.
"Tch...." He said as he took a step forward, "If any of you fuckers touch him..."
"My Lord?" He heard a voice call out
Drakken turned to see Viserra walking up to him, a curious look on her face, "Viserra." He said, "Is Sylas with you?"
Viserra frowned, "No." She said, "He's not."
"What?" He said, "He wasn't with Daenerys either. Where the hell could he be?"
"Can't you sense him?" She asked him, "I mean....don't you have a way of finding him?"
"I do." Drakken said, "But the little shit found out a way to cloak himself from me. He uses a thin layer of his Goldfyre, almost invisible, and he uses it to mask his scent. It is quite the crafty little trick of his, I am almost impressed. But I can't seem to find him anywhere."
Viserra looked around, "I do wonder where he could be." She said, "I don't think he would be anywhere else other than here."
"That is what I thought myself but....." He said before trailing to a stop as he looked to the side, spotting something on the ground, "Hm....."
He walked over to see what was on the ground, recognizing to be a piece of Sylas's shirt.
"My Lord?" Viserra asked as Drakken crouched down and picked it up
"It was ripped off..." Drakken said as he smelled it, "As I thought, for whatever reason, he masked his scent....but this.....this is unlike him....."
"W-What do you think happened to him?" Viserra asked, a worried look on her face, "If that was ripped off his shirt....you don't mean that....."
Drakken's face hardened, "They dare attempt this?" He said with anger in his voice, "First Riktor, now Sylas? Do they want to die? Do they want me to destroy everything in this fucking city???"
"My Lord...." Viserra said softly, "I will call-"
"I will deal with this myself." Drakken cut her off, "I don't need the help of your Father. Stay here and wait for my call. Don't you dare go anywhere."
Drakken straightened up and disappeared, leaving Viserra alone in the training yard. She was blinking as she stepped back, feeling a bit anxious about the whole situation.
"I cannot believe someone would try to kidnap Lord Sylas....." Viserra said softly,
"Nothing good can come out of this."
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[Fleabottom]
"Listen here you little shit!" a man said as he pushed Sylas down to a large sack, "You are in for it now."
Sylas rubbed his elbow, a bored look on his face, "What is this?" He asked, "You fools suddenly appeared and took me away. Do you even know who you are?"
There was a group of men in front of him, who had angry looks on their faces. The fact that this young boy was looking at them with contempt it angered them so. Sylas didn't seem to be alarmed or worried. In fact, he seemed to be bored and disinterested more than anything. The men had appeared out of nowhere and abducted him.
While he tried resisting at first, he let them take him to see where it went.
"Your Father killed Lord Penrose!" one of the men said as he drew a dagger, "And his sons are angry about it!"
"Oh." Sylas said, "Is that what this is about? Oh boy, you don't know what you're getting yourself into."
"We also know about your sorcery, boy!" the man said, "You can create gold, can you?"
"Yea, something like that." Sylas said with a shrug
"Well, you're going to create a million gold coin for us." the man smirked, "Unless you want us to cut you up and feed you to the fishes of the Blackwater!"
Sylas blinked, "Who, me?"
"Yes, you!!" the man shouted
"Cut him, so he understands we mean business!" another man said
Sylas raised his hand, "I don't know if my gold coins are acceptable." He said as he reached for his pocket, "I got a couple, here, check them out first. They are a bit deformed around the edges."
He pulled out a handful of gold coins and extended his arm forward, offering them to the man.
The man grabbed the coins and backed away, handing each coin to everyone else.
"These are solid gold...." One of them said, "He's right, they look a bit beaten....but other than that, I think they're good...."
"Hehe...." the man looked at him, "You're gonna make a lot more for us."
"No." Sylas said, "I don't think I would."
"Combust"
Suddenly, the gold coins combusted, golden flames began to engulf all of the men as they collapsed to their knees, yelling out in pain as they were burned alive.
"agghhhh!!!" they all shouted in pain
Sylas looked at this, "Penrose, huh?" He said, "So that's who is behind this? I thought Father wiped them out...."
"Well, this is an incentive to do so, then."
