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章節 115: 115

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207 AC

Dragonstone

Naerys Targaryen

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Shivering as a cold wind blows in through the window I clutch the blanket wrapped around me tightly as I watch the fluffy white clouds in the sky drift through the endless blue.

I hope my dream was real.

My babies are flying back to see me... I hope it's true.

I feared the last time I saw them would be the last before I closed my eyes forever.

But my heart has ached at that thought endlessly since they left to capture Essos for their own children to one day rule over.

"Would you like me to close the window?" A kind serving girl asks but I can hardly see her face to know who it is.

"It's fine." I smile as best I can while looking back toward the window.

I really do hope that dream comes true, I want nothing more than to see my sweet twins once more... even if this time will likely be the last.

"Could you ask when they will have my evening meal ready?" I ask with great effort as for the first time in days I feel hungry.

I will need to eat to gain as much strength as I can to wait to see if they really will show up.

"Of course, I will be right back." The blurry kind figure bows low and then heads for where I know the door should be.

I hope it's something I can force down... or maybe it will be one of those meals my Son created back when he was young and full of energy with nowhere to put it other than the kitchen.

Aerion.

My sweet boy who always has the most thoughtful gifts sent to me seemingly once a week or more.

Poems and fanciful stories.

Beautiful paintings and outfits.

Flowers and other plants he cultivated himself in his garden.

But my favorite 'gifts' are the many Grandchildren, so many I can't fit them all in my arms even if I wanted to. I expect there will likely even be more in the future once his Conquest settles down, not to mention all of my Great Grandchildren who will be showing up soon. Great sadness is all I can feel knowing I will never get to see those sweet babes that will one day be born. But also an equal amount of happiness fills me knowing that one day they will still come to be even without me being around, and they will be loved.

That is a pleasant thought.

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207 AC

Dragonstone

Aerion Targaryen

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"Mother." I speak up as I enter my mother's bedroom and find her looking out a window with searching eyes.

"Aerion?" She asks weakly and I smile as I approach her bed with excitement building up inside of me.

"The one and only." I joke as I slide onto her bed beside her and wrap my arm around her back as she sits up enough to see out the window.

"You showed up... just like in my dream." I hum and in my peripheral vision catch Danny slipping into the room as well.

We made it just in time honestly... she does not have long left.

I knew that when I left for Essos the last time I was here, but she did not look this bad back then and I held hope I would see her again one day. But looking at her now and being able to feel her time is running out makes me feel bad that I left at all.

It worked out in the end.

Now she will be fine and if I did not leave that would not be the case.

Just another reason I needed to return to Westeros to see everyone who is still around and kicking.

"Here." Danny hands over a Dragon egg I had prepared with us in Moonfyres Saddle bag.

Never know when you will need one, I gave one to Aeria for her crib as well.

But this is different.

This will be the first dragon not to hatch from one of my children or Danny and Me.

"Hold this Muna..." I mutter as I set the silver dragon egg with purple streaks across its surface on my mother's lap.

Her wrinkled hands reach out and weakly grasp the dragon egg with a slight smile appearing on her face.

"A new clutch?" She asks likely not understanding why I am giving her an egg.

I have shown her many eggs before so this is not exactly a new event for her.

"Something like that." I help her lay back after side hugging her a bit more and slowly I lean forward and kiss her brow doing what I did to everyone else so far that I have tried to fill with 'Life'.

But my hand also goes out to the egg and I attempt to stir the little dragon almost in a stasis inside into hatching. I have not yet done this but it should be possible after knowing it was originally R'hllor who hatched Drogon and Moonfyre and bound them and their offspring to our bloodline.

"That... feels st-" My Mother slips into unconsciousness as her body that was hanging on by a thread is flooded with Life.

"It's working." Danny speaks up as I can't exactly see with how I have most of my face pressed into a pillow.

But I can feel my mother's body heating up and the skin under my lips is 'changing'.

* Crack *

My hand that was on the dragon's egg soon feels movement as a small body pushes its way out of the egg and nuzzles against my palms. I pull the baby dragon up toward my mother's chest and rest the young dragon close to over her heart as I slowly finish up with what I was doing.

Lifting my head and looking down I almost have to do a double take as my Mother looks like an entirely different person. She always wore a Septa's head wrap back when I was young and I never saw her without it until she got old enough it started bothering her, not long after my Father died. So looking at her right now is the first time I have taken in her 'youthful' appearance and I can't help but look back and forth between her and Danny.

"You would think she is your twin and not me." I joke and Danny smiles as she reaches out and brushes our Mothers hair out of her face.

"Arrrrhh." The young silver dragon with purple wings watches closely as Danny brushes our Mother's hair back making me nod.

Seems it bonded to her... I can feel a link between the two of them but it's small which might be normal with a young dragon.

I have not seen a young dragon bond since I ascended.

Either way, this is promising.

I am pleased with this outcome.

"Let's stay here until she wakes up and then we can fly together to Kingslanding to continue with the rest of them." I speak my thoughts and Danny nods as she also slips onto the bed and rubs the silver head of the baby dragon.

"Sounds like a plan to me." Danny lowers her head to rest it beside our Mothers on the same pillow with a smile on her face.

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207 AC

Kingslanding

Daeron Targaryen

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"You... look different?" Aerion smiles and I can't help but notice how strange his current appearance is.

"I do." He nods and I sigh looking out the window just in time to catch sight of Moonfyre gliding through the air over the city.

The sept... is he here to burn it?

"I have been having a strange dream." I decide to be direct and not beat around the bush.

Neither of us care to mince words.

"That is becoming a common occurrence with the rising levels of magic in the world, I would even be willing to bet those involved with me are being affected by it the most." I raise both of my brows at him as I pass my gaze over his strange appearance once more.

What in the seven hells is he talking about?

"Aerion, you are not making any sense." He snorts and shakes his head with a cryptic look in his eyes.

"Magic Daeron, magic has returned to the world in full force... or at least is in the process of doing so." I lift my cup of wine to hide my frown as he keeps saying nonsensical things. "Here,-" He holds out his hand toward me and I look at it confused as he gestures for me to grab it. "-let me show you." I slowly reach out and grab his hand wondering if he hit his head during his Conquest or something.

But soon my eyes haze over and I can not see Aerion before me but instead a giant city made of fused stone like Dragonstone. Looking left and right I spot hundreds of Valyrian people walking around going about their day as if they do not see me.

"There is a lot I need to tell you about... but first let's talk about your dreams and what they mean." Turning I see Aerion standing behind me with his arms behind his back and a smirk on his face.

His purple eyes glowing like stars in the night sky.


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章節 116: 116

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207 AC

Harrenhal

Aerion Targaryen

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"It's nice to see this place again." I smile wide as I stand in the main yard of Harrenhal.

It feels like it's been years... but it's only been months.

"It is." Danny agrees and leans her head on my shoulder which prompts me to wrap my arm around her back and grab her hip.

"We need to find Rhaena..." I mutter feeling a bit worried.

I want her to hear it from me.

The Faith of the seven will die.

Her Faith.

She spent her life worshipping the Seven.

Here I plan their death and my further rise.

I feel more pity for her than the Gods I plan to kill... if they ever lived in the first place.

Looking at the statues of the Gods in the Great Sept of Baelor left me... confused.

The Seven are indeed one.

Another God hides behind the Seven, I know not who he is... but I will find out.

"Let's go then." Danny pulls me along side by side and I smile as she does.

I will make this work.

Rhaena will be fine, I will see to it personally she converts.

Even if I have to take a direct... hands-on approach.

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207 AC

Harrenhal

Rhaena Targaryen

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"Aerion." I stand firm as Daenerys and Aerion enter the empty sept.

The sept he built.

The sept he plans to burn down.

"Rhaena, it's good to see you once again, I am beyond pleased with how you have managed my castle and lands in my absence." Aerion smiles and as he approaches I get a better look at his 'new' appearance.

I saw it in my dreams, I saw him enter the pyre and step out a new man.

Then he changed the rest of our family one by one.

I am last... at least I am supposed to be.

"I do not want this." I speak up and he freezes in place as his brows raise, soon realization washes over him though and he sighs.

"Rhaena..." He mutters while stepping forward once more letting go of Daenerys as he shakes his head. "You don't even know what I offer." I feel my eyes sting as he approaches, a bitter taste in my mouth as I steel myself and simply watch him approach.

"You offer a lie." It has to be.

"What lie?" He stops an arm's length away from me with a conflicted look on his face.

"No one other than the Gods can be immortal." He has been tricked by some foul demon in Essos and has been led astray.

The entire family has been dragged down with him... my heart aches at the thought.

"I am God now." He chuckles and I clench my hands into fists feeling my body shake despite my attempts to stand firm.

"You are not, you are Aerion and you have been led astray." He leans forward and I almost fall backward but his hands move swift as lighting and grab my shoulders... gently.

"Just let me show you... please, you don't need to fear me or what I bring... I promise." I don't move, I don't resist.

I never intended to.

If my entire family is going to burn in the demon's flames then I will go with them.

But even so... I send a final prayer in hopes we can still be saved by the merciful Seven.

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207 AC

Harrenhal

Daenerys Targaryen

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"She was scared." I mutter as I watch Aerion pick up Rhaena in his arms and turn toward me with a sad look.

"She was terrified." He sighs in a way I have only rarely heard.

He is hurt.

"It will be fine, she will see and things will get better with time." Time which we have plenty of.

I can feel it.

The aches and pains that use to plague me and worse as I aged.

Gone.

That alone convinced me beyond the change in my appearance.

The Red Witch used a 'Glamor' magic to make herself young and beautiful looking despite being old, and capable of being far older based on what I know. But the feeling of my body, which can't be tricked as my eyes can be, I know I have grown younger as if the days have flowed backward.

Aerion says he can do this forever so long as people believe in him as the Lord of Light.

The Prince who was promised.

Lightbringer.

So long as it's believed he is completely confident we can live for as long as there are people and ground to live on. The plan he has come up with to ensure that stays the case is honestly brutal, however, if it works it could be exactly what needs to happen. A new era where everyone is united under one banner, under one head figure who can guide everyone toward an overall better future.

He called it the beginning of a new 'Age of Gods'.

I trust him, and so will Rhaena once she sees the truth.

I do feel bad for her, she dedicated her life to the Seven.

But that has now been taken from her and we plan to completely kill them off, remove them from living memory and written memory with enough time and effort.

She can gain a new purpose though, despite the ache in my chest at us forcing this upon her.

I will do what I can to make this right by her.

"Let's go." Aerion nods toward the still-open door. "I want to rest my mind before we fly north to confront the Night King anyway... we can stay at her side until she awakens and speak with her when she does." I hum in approval and spin on my heels to walk beside Aerion as he carries Rhaena with practiced ease.

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207 AC

Haunted Forest

???

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This is not how it was supposed to go.

The plan has been torn to shreds.

All by the ripple.

A stone dropped into the lake.

It was never meant to be born, he was never meant to breathe and yet he did.

A dead babe grew into an unforeseen... problem.

I am supposed to become the Lord of Death, the King who rules over the frozen world and lets everyone live an eternal life under my forever rule.

My ice spear shattered as I clenched it too hard and I narrowed my eyes at one of my commanders who looked over in confusion. He quickly corrects himself and looks away as I summon a new one with the snow and frozen air. 

Aerion... why must you ruin this for me.

I paid the price for this, unknowingly, but I paid the price all the same.

The Great Other picked me after what the children did... to become his 'living' aspect.

But you... Aerion... you have come and ruined this by starting things that should not have started for more than a hundred years.

You have become the opposite of me.

Now I am left to rush my plan that has been thousands of years in the making!

I hate you Aerion.

I am left out here watching the carefully laid plan I came up with fall apart like sand... unable to do anything.

Unless I want to rush to the land of living without the Long Night.

Without the Other's protection of Darkness... without the power it brings.

The Other... he plays with me.

R'hllor raises Aerion up and even falls on his own sword to let Aerion take his place.

Yet the Other who picked me sits back and watches on dispassionately, forcing me to earn my place.

 Raising my head to the sky I spot a hawk with a man's mind inside and I ready the new spear I created. Tossing it through the air it soars like a bolt of lightning and passes straight through the hawk before it even knew what was happening.

Hmm.

I wonder if that will work on those big-scaled beasts?


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