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Teaser of Dance of The Dragonwolf Chapter 43
🕑 Added 2024-06-02 18:49:20 +0000 UTCAenar
He watched in silence as his father and Lord Corlys discussed the attacks on his ships. When they were informed that Viserys would marry Alicent Hightower, Rhaenyra was furious, and his father laughed out loud, but he was sure his father didn't find the situation funny; it was bitter laughter.
' "Only a month, it's been only a month, and he already married someone else. What about my muna?!" Rhaenyra cried out, feeling betrayed. Aenar would much rather keep this information hidden from her for as long as possible, but he knew she would find out on her own sooner or later, so he decided to tell her and not keep it a secret from her.
"I think your father feels alone, Rhaenyra," Aenar said quietly. This made her stop pacing around the chamber. She wiped the tears from her face and hugged herself. He leaned away from the wall and walked up to her, hugging her close, wanting her to feel warm and not alone. His lips found her lips.
"I think he is chasing after something he will learn soon enough he can't find with Alicent. Right now, he is alone, and he wants to keep himself busy, and thinks that marrying Alicent will make him forget the pain he feels everyday. Your father, while what he did cannot be forgiven. I don't doubt that he loved your mother, but right now. He wants to find any way possible to make himself forget of what he has done. But he will soon learn that Alicent is just a distraction, and when that day comes, he will want all of us back." Aenar explained, still holding her close. This didn't help with Rhaenyra.
"He betrayed us, Aenar. I don't care how much he is suffering. Let him." Rhaenyra spoke with Loathem for her father for the first time.’
"Lord Corlys, tell me, do you have proof that the Triarchy is supported by Myr, Lys, and Tyrosh." Aenar broke the silly argument between his father and Lord Corlys. The man had arrived at Dragonstone yesterday.
Aenar knew he was furious for being rejected by Viserys, and now he was left with only one option. But sadly, Laena hadn't come with him. She and Laenor had sailed back to Driftmark. Lord Corlys had arrived with Lady Rhaenys.
Aenar found it funny when the Queen Who Never Was, tried to make fun of him.
' "Ahh, Prince Aenar. You must really like your new home. From Heir to just another Prince." Rhaenys spoke with a hint of mockery, but Aenar merely smiled smugly.
"You must know that feeling better than all of us, my Dear Queen," Aenar said mockingly, bowing his head shallowly. Rhaenys's face turned bright red from anger. But unlike me, you have tasted it twice. Tell me, how does it feel to fall from the ladder? Does your back hurt, not once but twice?" Aenar continued, speaking with an even bigger smug smile. The soldiers nearby tried but failed to suppress their laughter, especially Ser Elric Stark and Ser Criston.
"You are nothing but a child playing war. You think because you have a large dragon, you are ready to--" Her words stuck in her throat when Cannibal let out a mighty roar above them before landing near enough. The ground shook, and Meleys roared at Cannibal, but the black Dragon quickly roared back at her, his wings spreading, now looming over the other dragon like a god of death, causing the Red Queen to whimper and lower her head, slowly backing away.
"Be careful what you say, Lady Rhaenys. My dragon is not fond of little girls who do nothing but complain." Aenar said with a threatening voice, looking straight at Rhaenys as he said it. She felt silent, and he turned around and walked away from her, quickly followed by his two best Guards." '
"Yes. I have proof, a man I trust with my life gave me solid proof that the three of the Free Cities are supporting these pirates to attack my ships." Corlys said with conviction, looking from Daemon to the young Prince. Aenar smirked as he stood up.
"Well, you are right, Lord Corlys, but the pirates are not being supported only by the Free Cities." This made his father and the Lord turn to look at him strangely.
"Who else?"
"Dorne," Aenar answered with a growing smile. This took the Sea Snake by surprise; even his father seemed confused.
"Why would Dorne risk the wrath of the Dragons, and what proof do you have?" Corlys demanded, but Aenar could see the growing anger in his eyes. Even his father looked furious but for a different reason.
"I have an informer, my Lord. Ser Elric, call for Lady Kinvara to come here." The Stark soldier did as he was told and quickly left the chamber.
Daemon knew that Lady Kinvara was his son's ally, but he had yet to officially meet her.
"Kinvara, is she your informer?" Corlys asked more questions, but Aenar refused to say anything. After a minute of waiting, the door opened once again, and Kinvara strode forward with elegance, keeping her head high; her beauty was something his father noticed right away.
"A Red Priestess! She's your informer!!" Corlys hissed, his hands resting on the Painted Table as he looked at the approaching Red Priestess with wariness.
Kinvara smiled sweetly at the young Prince before addressing the two others. "My Lord. Prince Daemon, it's good to finally meet with you." Kinvara said, sounding genuinely delighted. Her voice came out as if she was singing, but the older Prince didn't share her delight, but he seemed intrigued.
"My lady. My son claims that you have proof of Dorne's involvement in these attacks," Daemon demanded. Kinvara's red eyes suddenly glittered like red gems. She smiled sweetly at the prince, and one could see the hunger in her eyes.
"My servants are everywhere, Prince Daemon. Dorne is not an exception. The First Son of the Prince of Dorne is now sailing towards Myr with ten ships. This is their second meeting, and one hundred pirate ships are now sailing towards the Stepstones. Their target is the supply ships sailing towards Driftmark; they want to starve your castle, my Lord. As for proof." Kinvara pulled out a scroll with the Dorne sigil, letting it roll across the table and revealing the words written inside.
The words written on it made it seem like the Prince of Dorne wrote it, but one thing that made Corlys's eyes widen was the Valyrian Steel dagger of House Martell. Sun's Poison that Kinvara handed to Prince Daemon.
"This belongs to House Martell." Daemon quickly claimed, pointing at the sun sigil with a spear carved into the handle of the dagger. Corlys sighed heavily, clenching his jaw.
"I will have my men sail to Myr. If what you are saying is the truth, then I will crush the Free Cities myself." Corlys declared, his voice booming throughout the chamber.
"And Dorne will Burn." Aenar declared with a growl, sounding like a dragon, and Cannibal let out a mighty roar that echoed throughout the entire Dragonstone.
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