Chapter 9: Chapter 8
5th Day, 2nd Moon, 111 A.C.
As the meeting came to a close, Rhaenyra and Baelon were walking down the halls of the red Keep Baelons quarters.
"Where are we going?"
"Well, you have to wait and see my sweet sister."
"You know I don't like surprises."
"I know, but I also know that you are going to love this one."
"If you say so."
As they reached Baelon's quarters, Rhaenyra was confused. Baelon never brought her to his quarters if he didn't have anything he wanted to give her that needed privacy.
"Okay, brother, what have you got for me? It better be good, or I might just break our betrothal." She said, in a tone that betrayed her mirth.
"You know, even if you wanted to, what you don't, you couldn't break it on your own." he retorted
"Well, I could ask our father, and he would do it. I would just have to look at him like I used to look at you if I wanted you to carry me, and it would work."
"You are probably right, but you know there is a reason why you couldn't do it even then."
"And why is that?"
"Simply, you love me, and I'm irresistible, so you could go away from me and would just come back a moment later, begging Father to undo your foolish decision."
"You're lucky I like it when you are sarcastic; one could find your boasting to be arrogant."
"It isn't arrogance if it's the truth, at least if it concerns my relationship with you. But enough, I got you something, so turn around and close your eyes."
After Rhaenyra did as she was told, she heard her brother say that it wasn't as accurate as he wanted but that she should still be able to identify the details. As he said that, she felt him lifting her hair up and felt her heat beating faster and faster as he slowly brought what seemed to be a necklace around her neck. As he was finished, she opened her eyes and looked down to see a beautiful necklace made of what seemed like steel, but as she saw the ripples in it, she knew that it wasn't ordinary steel but Valyrian steel, the pendant depicting two dragonheads that were leaning into each other in the form of a heart. As she looked at the pendant, she realized that it wasn't some heads of some dragons but the heads of Syrax and Arrlithox.
"They are our dragons; how did you do that?"
"Of course they are Rhae; they are family after all. And on how I did it, I didn't do anything; I found a Qohori that could work with Valyrian steel."
As she studied her new necklace, he said that she also had one made for Leana, that would depict Arrlithox and Seasmoke, as she would be part of their family soon enough.
"And what about you?"
"Well, I got this one."
As he said it, he pulled a second necklace out of his doublet, this one depicting not only two but all three of their future family dragons on the pendant.
"Where did you get all this Valyrian steel? This must have cost a fortune, I thought, and you were at Harrenhal all the time overseeing its reparations."
"Well, reparations is a strong word? I would call it demolition. After all, we had to take everything but the foundations out of the castle, if you can call it that after only having foundations, but no, I wasn't overseeing the construction or reparation of anything. The only thing I did with Harrenhal was fly there once every week and ask about the state of the demolition. The rest of my time is spent on Dragonstone, reading the various libraries that have been put together there or training with my guards to keep myself in shape."
"And how did you come to the conclusion that you couldn't use Harrenhal as it were to construct a worthy castle for the princes of the realm today and in the future? And your explanation didn't tell me anything about how you got the Valyrian steel."
"That's the interesting part, dear sister. As we were discussing whether we could build on molten stone and turn it into anything worthy, we came to the conclusion that it would be very hard and expensive to do.
In addition to that, it is said that the castle was cursed, so we thought that if we tear it down and build anew, we would silence all those who say the castle is cursed by only putting in a little bit more money. So that's what we did after consulting with Lord Beesbury and Corlys about the costs."
"After we tore down the first row of molten stones from the Kingspyre tower, we discovered that Harren the Black somehow came into the possession of a Valyrian steel greatsword. And you know I fight with a longsword, not a greatsword, so I had it molten down and reforged into the beautiful pieces you have seen and heard about."
"And what about the rest of the sword? I know you prefer to fight with two swords, so that's hardly fair; you could just have made two longswords."
"Well, you know me too well; in fact, I do have a longsword made of freshly reforged Valyrian steel. Would you like to see it?" He said it in a tone full of mirth as he walked to a cabinet on the right side of the room.
"Of course, you idiot, don't sound so smug when you talk about it."
"Well, here it is."
As he pulled the sword out of the cabinet, she could see the typical smoky pattern of the rippled Valyrian steel and the dragon-themed ornaments on the hilt and crossguard.
"I had no one who would make it a proper scabbard on Dragonstone; maybe I find someone here in King's Landing."
"It's beautiful, does it have a name?" she said in a mesmerized tone of voice.
"That's good; you can see more of 'Silencer' in the coming melee of the tourney."
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