Chapitre 1: Chapter 1: Prologue
His Dragons name is Zalathar which basically means majestic fire
and here's how he looks
Random farmland on the North side of the Neck
I wiped the sweat off of my brow as I stood up straight to stare at the approaching horse riders. I looked around and saw my parents run towards me with dirt all over their clothes. The horses were getting closer as I asked my mom
"Mum, why d'ya think Lord Reed is on his way down again, this is his third stop in 2 moons. He must want something from us, I've already told him I'm not joining his army"
"Hush now child, Lord Reed has been nothing but kind. He is a blessing from the old Gods to us"
I merely let out a deep grunt as the horse riders were now practically in front of us, and quickly slowed down. I saw Lord Reed jump off of his horse and land close to the crops that I had just finished planting, making me cringe slightly. It had taken me a long time to plough the field and plant the seeds. Usually, we'd make our mare do it but she'd gotten pregnant somehow and then it fell on me to do it.
"Lord Reed, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?"
Lord Reed gave a sad smile and said
"Jenny, his time has come…Rhaegar must go to the Grand Council…Rhaegar I know that you are satisfied with your simple life but it is the orders of the crown that every lord must come, and we must use this opportunity to unveil you and Zalathar to the world"
"Fuuuckkk, why the fuck do I have to do this. I do not wish to be a prince and have my ass wiped every time I do anything"
Lord Reed laughed and said to himself
"There's that Umber dictionary shining through"
He then cleared his throat and said
"Listen Rhaegar, you yourself know that you are special. I mean for the Old Gods' sake you are like a half-giant in height (right now he is 6'2 but he will grow to seven feet or 214cm) and have the strength of 15 full-grown men at only 12 name days! Not to mention that your father was once the Heir to the Throne."
I scoffed and said
"Enough, I do not wish to rule. I do not wish to create drama due to my mere presence. I wish to live a peaceful, happy life here on the farm with my family and Zalathar. I need not more"
And I was about to stomp away until I felt a familiar rough hand grab me and say
"What in the hells is the matter with you boy! I did not raise you to be like this, I raised you to be respectful, honourable, and strong, not this pathetic crybaby that I see in front of me. Now you damn well know that without Lord Reed's help, Zalathar would have eaten through all of our stores in the first 2 years of your lives. Now…we always knew this day would come, your mother and I aren't fools. Sure, I wish with all my heart that we could have had some more time together but, the Old Gods had something more planned for you and I sure as shit am not going to get in their way, and neither are you. Now pack your bags, get Zalathar, that lazy lizard, and say goodbye"
I looked down before taking a deep breath and saying
"Of course Father"
Timeskip
I stood at the cave entrance and my eyes immediately got stuck on my lifelong companion, Zalathar. His scales shone a black so dark you could confuse him with midnight, yet in all that darkness there was this beautiful sapphire blue colour that seemed to run down his body. Zalathar seemed to have woken up during the time I was staring at him as he approached me and placed his snout against my head, which always made me smile.
"Hello boy, how have you been? Ready for an adventure"
All I got in return was a trilling sound but that was enough for me, as our bond was an unspoken one. I understood him and he understood me. I continued to scratch his scales for a moment or so before he stood to his full height of 11m. Zalathar was, according to what Lord Reed told me, an extreme outlier in dragons of his age. They would be much smaller than him, and even some that were older would still be smaller. He was around 35m in length and had an impressive wingspan of 55m. He gave a small grumble which shook me, quite literally, away from my thoughts and let me see that he was already on the floor and ready for me to ride him. I quickly climbed on, and he walked out of the cave and, with only one small jump and a flap of his wings we were high in the air.
A smile burst forth on my face, as I spread my arms wide to touch the clouds, and a scream of pure joy escaped my lips
"WOOOOOHOOOOOO!"
Zalathar, seeming to have caught the excitement bug from me, let out a roar and started to fly higher, and higher until we had flown above the clouds. I then leaned close to him, tightened my legs around the saddle and said
"Let's drop, boy"
Almost instantly Zalathars wings folded in and we halted in mid-air…before starting our fast-paced descent. My face felt battered as winds blew hard in it, yet the smile never left my face, I looked down and saw we were right above Lord Reed and his guards as well as my family. I only smiled brighter as I saw them get closer…and closer until just as you would think we were about to hit them, Zalathar opened his wings and I felt my body slam into Zalathar as we suddenly came to a stop and started gliding close to the ground.
"Hahahahah, that was fucking Amazing Zalather! Now, let's land"
Small short bursts of trilling sounds escaped my friend and I knew he was laughing with me. He quickly landed on the ground with a thud, which shook the entire ground and I quickly jumped off without a care in the world. I looked at the guards, Lord Reed and my parents who all looked like their hearts were about to burst and only laughed harder
"HAHAHAHA, you shoulda seen the looks on yer faces hahaha"
Lord Reed was the first to calm down as he only said
"Well, there's no mistaking it…you are definitely half Umber"
"Aye, now…let's get to this Grand Council or whatever"
"Aye, although we're doing that my way Rhaegar"
"Fine Fine, we'll do it however ya want"
I then walked to my parents, enveloped them both in my arms and said
"Listen, I know this might be goodbye. But know that, while I am not of your blood you will always be the ones who raised me, you will always be my mum and dad. I hope you know that. And take good care of yourselves"
"Aye, we will son. We will"
I let go of them and saw my mum was crying so I wiped her tears and said, with a gleaming smile on my face
"No need to cry, mum. I'll try to visit when I can. And if not I'll make sure the bards sing of my actions from the south all the way to the North so you can know how I am"
She gave me a smile but words betrayed her as she just patted me on my large shoulders and nodded.
I turned to Lord Reed and said
"So what's the plan"
Lord Reed then smiled and said what the plan was making me scrunch my eyebrows together and say
"And Lord Stark agreed to this? Alright then"
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Harrenhal, Grand Council 101AC
Narrator POV
The atmosphere was tense, everyone knew that this decision would echo throughout the future so they had to make sure it was a damn good one. King Jaehaerys was about to speak when all of a sudden a loud roar echoed throughout the sky. Everyone stood up from their seats and even the dragons got on edge, as the King saw Vermithor, Silverwing, and the rest of the dragons all start moving around slightly. He looked up at the sky and almost immediately his eyes went wide and his jaw hung loose. The lords looked at their king confused before they decided to look up as well, and a similar reaction happened to them. What they saw was a giant black dragon, as black as the night sky, flying around the Harrenhal towers, but that wasn't what shocked them, well it wasn't what shocked them the most, no. What shocked them the most was the silver-haired man who sat on the Dragon's back. The dragon spit out ethereal, almost sapphire blue, fire out of his maw and the lords below felt the heat.
The King, seeing that Daemon and Rhaenys were about to mount their dragons to chase the man, put his hand up to stop them as his voice said
"No, he is coming to us"
And come to them was exactly what the man did, his dragon landed in the courtyard, decently far away from the Lords, soldiers, and dragons but close enough so that he could save his rider if need be. All the guests stared intensely at the man who jumped off and let out a gasp when they saw him. The king felt his eyes go wide and only a single name escaped his lips
"A-Aemon?"
The man walked closer to the crowd and the lords started to notice something, the man must have had giants blood in him for he was taller than most men and had the body of a warrior, yet his clothes would be something that small folk would wear. The man approached the King, bowed slightly and said
"My name is Rhaeger Snow, your grace. I am the bastard that Aemon Targaryen had with Gwyneth Umber and I am 12 name days of age"
The crowd was silent before a woman's voice went
"WHAT!"
AN: that was the prologue guys, please tell me if you like it. I personally really like it and I might even make it a story cause it would be interesting. Anyway down below are some sneak peeks into future chapters
"WHY WON'T YOU DIE YOU GIANT BASTARD"
"BECAUSE YOU CAN'T KILL FIRE OR ICE WITH STEEL"
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"Snow…that is what you are hah, not even good enough to be your fathers bastard"
"Hmm, aye I might be a snow…but I'm still more Targaryen than you, Aegon"
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"WE FIGHT, FOR HONOUR, FOR VICTORY, AND WE FIGHT TO FUCKING WIN…NOW, MY SOLDIERS, LET US FIGHT TO KILL THAT CRAB FACED FUCK AND SHOW HIM WHAT IT MEANS TO MESS WITH THE DRAGON OF THE NORTH"
*many thousands of people cheering*
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