The Red Dragon

Seahorse of Velaryon

What do you think, want to put them into action? Though it would be hard for me, since I don't know how Seahorse swims in the ocean.

Laenor Velaryon

Gaemon Targaryen

38. Echoes of One Line

The Riverlands 

“Who was this First King? Can you tell me his name? And did all the Elder Races become extinct in the Second War?” Daeron asked, excitement and curiosity gleaming in his voice. The existence of Elder Races before men—and their mastery of magic—was fascinating. A revelation that made his heart a little lighter. Because it meant this world was more than just a creation of some author back in his own reality. It was real. Real than him...

Dragon's Forge

37. An Abomination turned God

The Riverlands

“It does not work like that,” Wood said with a tired sigh.

“Why not?” Daeron asked, almost childishly. “I’ve seen it. Magic does work like that. There’s something we’re missing, Wood,” he added, more to himself than to the Earthsinger before him.

Once his headache had passed—and after eating enough to feed three grown men for breakfast—Daeron ran to the Earthsingers. Well, not exactly ran; he and his whi...

74. Wylis

Daeranyx POV

Daeranyx was making his way through the hallway of the Maegor’s Holdfast.. Viserys, true to his word, had granted Daeranyx a chamber within the royal quarters. The king had grown more easygoing and jovial in recent moons—and notably less reliant on his advisors—since claiming Vermithor. Even now, Viserys refuted every request to chain the Bronze Fury, who had made a habit of sleeping just outside Maegor’s Holdfast.

Daeranyx had even heard tal...

36. Blood of the Gods

Empire of the Dawn

“Quite a bold claim, Valyros. Did you forget the great empires that came before us? There were many and more,” asked the only woman in the room.

“Well, if they were so great, why haven’t their origins and records survived the centuries? Since the Empire of the Dawn came into existence, we’ve maintained records of everything—within and beyond our borders. And Rhosana, did you forget the divine law? Not to speak of those accursed empir...

35. A wise heir

Seagard, The Riverlands

Daeron, mounted atop his horse, made his way through the streets of Seagard as the smallfolk watched him with awe, curiosity, and admiration. But all of that changed the moment Caraxes soared overhead. Fear and horror replaced wonder on their faces—some even fled toward their homes. Daeron shook his head and continued toward the keep of House Mallister.

After accepting the surrender of the Frey men, he ordered them to personally release L...

31. The bombing

Bloodstone, Stepstones

Laenor, after hearing Edd groan, said, “Help me up with this, Edd.” Edd hastily moved to Laenor’s armor and began helping him into it. Laenor’s gaze drifted to his dragon-riding leathers, but he decided against them—time was of the essence.

“Go now, Edd. Show those rats who've been hiding in caves until now how an honorable man of House Velaryon fights. I’m sure you alone could take down ten cowards,” Laenor said, trying to m...

30. Disappointment and Frustration

Bloodstone, Stepstones

Laenor, under the silver moonlight, watched as his father stepped forward toward the bloodstone. After taking a deep breath, Corlys made a small cut on his palm and squeezed blood onto the black-crimson dragonglass, gazing at it with focused intensity. Laenor didn’t know what was going through his father’s mind, but he, along with Prince Daemon and his father, kept their eyes fixed on the bloodstone, waiting to see if it would ignite.

An...

34. Marching West

The Riverlands

The day was fair, the sun shining high above them, with white clouds drifting lazily across a blue sky. Their march westward to Seagard was unhurried, almost leisurely. From time to time, Daeron let himself enjoy the scenery—lakes shimmering in the sunlight, rolling green hills, and open fields. House Malister and House Frey had suffered far less than other Riverlords. Many of those had seen their harvests burned or stolen, and Daeron doubted they had e...

29. The First Creation

Bloodstone, Stepstones

“Well, don’t keep me waiting, boy. Say something—did it work? Did you succeed?” Daemon asked impatiently.

His father, on the other hand, was gazing at the dragonglass with fascination, wonder, and growing interest.

“Do you not see the color of the dragonglass is different than when I brought it in? Have you not noticed that it was black before?” Laenor replied incredulously. Perhaps Daemon had slept through the ritual—any...

28. Blood Magic

Bloodstone, Stepstones

Laenor was seated at a table with his father and Prince Daemon, the three of them waiting in silence until the servant finished pouring wine into the cups before them and left the prince’s tent. They each lifted their cups, sipping the wine. Laenor noted the slight sweetness in its taste compared to what he preferred back in his own world.

After Daemon’s earlier outburst in Laenor’s tent, the three had moved to Daemon’s tent to discu...

33. The Song of Serpents

The Twins, Riverlands

“So, what do you think?” asked Daeron, looking at the map of the Riverlands and then to Ser Arthur Dayne. He had explained to Arthur his plan of dividing the army into smaller units of around five thousand men each, sending them in all directions to cleanse the land of riverlords from outlaws. Once order was restored, these lords would be told to march to Harrenhal with the men Daeron sent to aid them.

“These outlaws should be made exam...

27. The Rogue

Bloodstone, Stepstones

Laenor stood inside his tent, beside a table cluttered with parchments. The script etched onto them resembled High Valyrian—but not quite. This dialect, which Laenor had been studying for the past three years, diverged from the fluid tongue spoken in Essos. Why? Because it’s better than High Valyrian to express his intent to magic. His mastery of High Valyrian allowed him to decipher it, but what he found was a bastardized form—not one spoke...

26. 'Troubled Tower'

King’s Landing, 

Days after the torching of the Triarchy Men at Bloodstone

Westeros

The Small Council was in session. The men whom the King of the Seven Kingdoms deemed capable of giving him good counsel were seated around the oak table. King Viserys himself sat at its head, in a large chair, idly twirling a cup of wine in his hand. His eyes drifted repeatedly toward the chamber doors, as if expecting someone. At his ...

25. Bloodstone

Dragon’s Lair, Stepstones

Laenor was petting Embaryx as his bonded devoured the shark he had hunted from the sea. He wore his dragon-riding clothes, ready for flight, for soon Embaryx and Caraxes would take to the skies toward the Bloodstone. The sun would rise soon, and the flight from here to Bloodstone would take half an hour, placing them at their destination by early morning—just in time to kill as many men as possible.

The conclusion of the War Council w...

24. The War Council

Dragon’s Lair, Stepstones

“With two dragons, there is a possibility they will change their tactics,” Daemon said. The lords, knights, and commanders gathered inside the tent seemed to agree, if their nods were any indication. Laenor looked around the war council, filled with silver- and silver-gold-haired men of Valyrian descent—except for a few, like Lord Swann’s brother and several second sons of Reach lords who had managed to survive thus far. And, of cours...

23. Dragon's Lair

Dragon's Lair, Stepstones

“Did he name the isle Dragon’s Lair?” asked Laenor to his father, who stood beside him at the hull of the ship. He couldn’t deny that the name was apt, if nothing else—these islands were riddled with caves, as far as he remembered.

“Yes. Daemon named not only this one but many others as well—Dragon’s Claw, Dragon’s Tooth, Caraxes’s Wrath, Dragon’s Tail, and even one named New Valyria. Though Daemon ...

32. Trial of Petyr Baelish

[The Twins, Third-person POV]

Lord Yohn Royce was striding furiously toward the Vale encampment, and whether they were Northmen or Valemen, men stepped aside at the sight of him. The grim set of his jaw and the rage in his eyes warned all that he might strike anyone who dared speak a word to him. Soon enough, word spread through the camp like wildfire: Lord Royce had summoned all the Vale lords—except one, Petyr Baelish—to gather before the Northmen’s tent, where ...

22. Lord of the Sea

High Tide

Suddenly, his father stood up and drew everyone’s attention by banging his wine cup on the table a few times. Every man and woman bearing the name Velaryon, household guards and servants, captains and crew of the Velaryon fleet, turned to look at their lord, curious to know the cause for the sudden feast and celebration.

“You may be wondering, ‘Why the sudden feast? What have we to celebrate? We’ve won no great campaign, and my family expects no ...

21. A Feast-1

High Tide

“Very well, sister, I agree to all of your demands,” Laenor said in defeat. He should have known there was no winning a battle against his elder sister.

“Good. I will let you know of the other things I need when they come to me,” said Laena, nodding in satisfaction. She looked like some innocent maiden in all this—which was far from the truth.

“Have some mercy, sister. I get the same amount of gold as you every moon. How am I to afford ...

31. Lord of Runestone

The Lord of Runestone

Yohn Royce was making his way to the Great Hall of the Twins, once the infamous keep of the breakers of sacred guest rights. The honor of the Valemen was known throughout the realm, be it among smallfolk or noble lords. So naturally, when they heard how the Freys and Lannisters had broken laws older than either house—sacred laws—without fear of retribution, Yohn and his fellow lords had considered marching from the Bloody Gate themselves to del...

30. Maester Helliweg

King’s Landing

Word of the burning of Riverrun might reach the frightened and frustrated smallfolk of the capital a moon or so later. But for one Cersei Lannister, the news was already known—she had just returned from a small council meeting. Though “council” was hardly the right word now, with only two members left: herself and her loyal subject Qyburn, who served as both her Hand and Master of Whispers.

The small council needed to be filled with wise and...

20. Pride and joy

High Tide

Words could not describe the expressions on Lord and Lady Velaryon’s faces. But no one could blame them—for their son had shown them something that shocked them to their core and made them the proudest parents in the entire realm… no, in the entire known world.

Corlys would fight tooth and nail, with his beloved wife, to claim that he was the prouder and more overjoyed of the two after witnessing his son's ability. For so long, it had been said tha...

Gaemon's dragon.

Which dragon should Gaemon, son of Daemon, claim? Do note that, he’ll likely spend a few years in the North, but I’m torn between two paths: should he remain in King’s Landing to rise as the greatest Dragonlord of his age, or head North to become a legendary Stark-like figure—something akin to Theon Stark, the Hungry Wolf—but with both a dragon and a direwolf at his side? Might put up a poll for this one.

But back to the matter at hand—I'd love for you to choose one of the o...

5. King's Landing

Gaemon POV

103 AC

Daemon guided Caraxes toward one of the three hills, which Gaemon presumed would be Rhaenys’ Hill after seeing the great dome-like structure made of stone. Caraxes landed with a loud thud, causing the ground behind his claws to tremble slightly. The force of the landing did not go unnoticed by Gaemon, who felt a shock travel through his little body, rattling his small bones.

Daemon dismounted first, and Gaemon soon follow...

19. Galloping horse

Laenor 

107 AC

Laenor was sweating profusely as he tried to control the small whirlpool he had summoned with his hydrokinesis. But the next moment, the whirlpool began to slowly disperse, and Laenor collapsed onto the sandy shore. Gasping for air, he forced himself upright and staggered toward the training sword. Picking it up, he began to swing it, determined to push himself beyond the last vestiges of strength his body could muster.

O...

29. Queen of Thorns

#Daeron POV

#At The Twins

Daeron dismounted from the saddle atop Caraxes, gently petting the dragon along his neck, which earned him a contented purr from the beast. Daeron couldn't help but wonder why Caraxes, so soft in moments like this, remained cold and distant when they conversed. The only reason he could think of was that Caraxes considered speaking in Parseltongue beneath him. It mattered little—for Daeron would eventually learn the true...