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章節 124: 124

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208 AC

Oldtown

Aerion Targaryen

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Never again.

I will never complain again about the 'boring' politics and planning that goes into trying to unify the world under my banner.

I jinxed myself.

From now on I will be nothing but grateful.

"RRREEEEEEEAAAAAA!" Moonfyre once more flies past the inky black tower that is now missing half of its height which the broken-off part is laying in the water and has turned a dull grey color.

Moonfyre screeches back at the abomination before a swarm of black creatures tries to enter her mouth forcing her to shut her mouth tight.

Drogon is going to be pissed he missed this.

Hell, Danny is going to be pissed she missed this.

It's terrifying but it's certainly something those two pyromaniacs would enjoy.

Moonfyre banks right hard making me slide a bit in the saddle and grip the handles tighter so I don't fall off into the midnight black waters that churn as if boiling. She levels out aimed directly at the tower and smoke seeps out from her shut jaw which obstructs my vision for a short moment. But my vision clears as she tilts to the side and spews her flames around the base on the south side of the tower, the side she has been purposefully targeting the past three times she has flown by.

"RRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" A loud crack signals the monster to once more scream out in fury, its 'voice' is the loudest it has been since we started this, and actually sends off a shockwave that nearly throws me off my saddle.

Turning back I see the tower slowly tilting with the black 'liquid' upon it almost reminding me of a symbiote from Marvel or something. It struggles to keep the tower up for a moment before seemingly giving up in favor of turning half of its mass into a giant- SPEAR!

""HIGHER!"" With my eyes widening I yell at Moonfyre who was snapping at a small swarm of 'bats' that are trying to piss her off by going for her eyes.

She does not hesitate and barely manages to climb upwards with strained flaps of her wings that are filled with holes and bleeding profusely.

But it's enough.

The giant black spear blurs through the air and even manages to nick her tail causing her to scream in pain but she avoids being run through. I feel her struggle to continue to climb upwards into the sky so instead she levels out and glides away from the collapsing tower. Looking back at her latest wound I grimace as I see the back half of her tail is already soaked in blood. The spined frills along the sides of her tail that help her turn while in the air are badly damaged on one side and with the way her wings are she will have trouble making tight turns if this keeps up.

I gulp feeling my hands shake a bit but I reach forward and once more try my best to heal her with my poor understanding of how my powers work.

New priority.

Spend the next year or so learning how to use my powers while everyone else does the conquering.

If I even get the chance.

Looking over the side of Moonfyre she whines and I feel sorrow for my partner but I run my hands over her scales doing what I can as best as I can.

Meanwhile, I scan the city below where the 'spear' crashed and it carved a path through the East side of the city and even destroyed a large part of the Sept I came to burn.

I ignore the damage to the city and the people running about looking like ants after an ant hill has been stepped on.

I instead look for the spear.

Narrowing my eyes I feel a pit in my stomach as I can't find the spear.

That's not good.

Not good at all.

turning back toward the tower I see the vast majority of it has collapsed into the sea, silver flames cover most of the land where the tower was.

Except for a smaller black tower resting in the middle of it all... glowing.

My eyes sting as I look at the small black tower and my heart hammers in my chest.

There it is.

I don't know what 'it' is... but I do know it's the 'source' of all of this.

""ONE MORE TIME, BURN THE TOWER!"" Moonfyre whines a bit but I can tell she is still furious at how she has been treated by this 'enemy' and does not put up a fight against my command.

Instead, she banks hard once more with her slightly healed wings and her jaw starts smoking as she aims herself for the final pass.

"Let's do this..." Gripping a spike at the base of her neck instead of the handles I feel her body growing hotter as I continue to not only try to heal her but also burn her inner fire hotter.

Let's hope this works.

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208 AC

Oldtown

Advar

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Dear Gods...

I stand in the ashes of my home watching the massive silver dragon plunge down toward what remains of the Hightower like a silver arrow.

The dragon practically looks like a silver star with how the Sun is lighting up its gleaming scales.

My gaze follows it all the way until its mouth opens and the brightest thing I have ever seen comes out.

I stumble and fall back as the ground shakes and my ears ring.

A powerful wind blows and I struggle against it before noticing my children and wife huddled together and I move toward them banishing my previous thoughts of trying to find my coin pouch that is somewhere in our broken home.

Damn the coin.

The God's wrath is coming down upon us and the sound alone has my head feeling like it's going to pop like an overripe melon.

The strong wind that beats out any storm I have ever felt stops and I hurry to my family embracing all of them at once with my arms.

"We need to leave." I state urgently and none complain as I help them to their feet.

"What in the Seven Hells is going on?!" I hear a distant shout along with many other voices all soon joining.

"We need to leave!"

"It's the end of days!"

"The tower came alive and tried to swallow that dragon!"

"What happened, I just woke up!?"

"My eyes are bleeding!"

"Father..." My Daughter cries and grips onto me tightly forming a knot in my heart as she cries out in fear and confusion.

I grit my teeth not even knowing who to be mad at.

My gaze shifts from my Daughter to my Son who is helping his Mother stand and seeing they are 'fine' I shift my gaze back toward the tower.

What remains... which is not much... not much at all.

A hole.

Where the tower was is a giant hole that water is spilling into filling it like a bowl.

"RAAAAAHHHHHHH!" The silver dragon roars as it flaps its wings in place looking down at the hole in the middle of the bay.

I squint my hazy eyes that have been stinging since I first looked at the tower earlier.

Upon the back of the dragon, I can barely make out the saddle and a small spot of silver that must be the Dragon rider.

"It's dead." I mutter as I look back down at the large hole that water has almost filled up. "He killed whatever it was..." I shake my head pulling my Daughter toward my Wife and Son.

It matters not if whatever that 'thing' was is dead or not.

We are still leaving.

I don't know where we are going... but I want far away from this place.

"Where are they going?" My Son asks as the dragon flaps overhead seemingly leaving as it heads Northward.

I watch them go with uncertainty in my mind.

But then it hits me like that brick earlier that struck me in the back.

"Home." I feel the uncertainty clear out and my heart eases. "They are heading home..." Whatever that thing was, I don't want to know.

But what I do know, and what I won't forget.

A Dragon killed it.

Where that Dragon is, is where I want my family.

"Let's look for that coin purse..." I shake my head knowing it will take weeks if not moons to walk to Harrenhal from here.

But it will be worth it.

We will be safe there.

Dragons will keep my family safe.


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章節 125: 125

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208 AC

Harrenhal

Daenerys Targaryen

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"Are you ready to talk?" I ask as I look up from the book I have been absentmindedly reading while my Husband scribbles away like a madman possessed.

"Talk?" Aerion finally looks up and is a bit confused as he looks around his solar and notices he is not as alone as he previously thought.

"You show up with Moonfyre wounded and Drogon goes crazy-" I shake my head remembering how my mount became furious and is now hovering over Moonfyre like a hen its chicks. "-then you talk to the Lords as if none of them saw what state Moonfyre was in." I shake my head once more knowing what the people are saying.

"You rather casually stated Oldtown is no more and that House Hightower is extinct and if anyone from that House is found they are to be executed for treason." Mya speaks up while resting her feet on the edge of Aerion's desk which he scrunches his nose at.

"I told you, the High Tower turned into a giant black tentacle and tried to kill Moonfyre and Me. It spat strange 'birds' at us and even a giant spear that carved a trench through the city before Moonfyre blew it to hell with a giant breath of fire that might have been made of light." He lowers his head and returns to writing while everyone in the room looks around wondering the same thought.

Presumably, at least, everyone is wearing the same 'is he serious' look on their face.

"Alright." Gwenys nods while standing up a bit to pull her chair closer to Aerion as she peeks at what he is writing. "I will leave all of that madness to others to decipher, instead I want to focus on what you are working on now." I rub my forehead as Aerion fake smiles a bit and adjusts in his chair to let her get a look at what he is working on.

Every day I wake up wondering if my Life will get stranger.

It always does.

"These are orders to move a significant portion of the gold stored in Harrenhal to a small fleet of ships in Blackwater Bay?" I perk up as the words leaving Gwenys mouth are not nonsense and I can actually understand what they mean.

I will put the matter of a tower turning into a tentacle aside for now.

I need more wine before I think about whether he was serious or not.

Though I already accepted it as fact, Aerion would not lie about something like this.

Not when Moonfyre was hurt.

If what he said is true, she was in a far worse state after the 'fight' and he had already healed most of the damage that was done.

Which means there is a threat out there that can kill the dragons.

Big problem.

"-Tessarion will take a Summer Island Princess as his Wife and will support her with not only his dragon and the small fleet but the gold as well. He will draw the best fighters of the Summer Islands to his side, his Wife's side, with the coin he is taking down there. She will then begin unifying the Islands as the first Princess Xanda Qo did during the slave wars." Aerion looks toward Narha who looks unbothered by his sudden plan as it's something that has been discussed before, it was just not expected to happen soon.

"Why rush, I thought we planned to wait until we purged the pirates from the Pirate Isles?" Gwenys asks as she takes the sheet of parchment Aerion was writing on and holds it close as she scrutinizes it closely for any imperfections.

"All of the plans need to be moved forward, I want to head to the far East sooner than expected and I don't want to have to come back West until I have dealt with some major problems..." He trails off as his face turns Stony.

"What problems?" I ask while thinking about what we will have to do here in Westeros to not have to return for quite some time.

"Oily Black Stone." He cryptically responds and I frown but seeing him roll his eyes I am put a bit more at ease as he is obviously confused himself and is having trouble putting things into words.

I will see for myself the next time.

I won't let him and Moonfyre escape my sight from now on, I know Drogon feels the same way.

"Tessarion will handle the summer Islands with the resources I send with him, I do not doubt that in the slightest." Aerion pushes forward as he rubs his head with narrowed eyes. "He will handle the plans for Naath as well, or at least he will reach out to them with a messenger and will seek an answer about the proposal I sent to them almost half a year ago." I feel myself smile a bit knowing that Naath will be safer than ever in the future.

I have no doubt they have already agreed to the proposal, they do not have a main 'Leader' so it's hard to get an 'approval' from the Island. But the messenger we sent was Naathi himself and can travel the island without fear of the Butterfly fever, so he likely has already spread the message to various settlements.

Regardless though, we will claim the Dragon fort that was built by the Dragon Lords of Old Valyria.

Then we will have a child of our blood marry a Naathi.

A Butterfly Dragon.

Capable of leading the Island of Naath and being immune to their Butterfly fever.

A protector and middleman in the world's economy.

The people of Naath used to sell their Shimmering Silks all around the world, as far as the North in Westeros and the capital of Yi Ti, Yin. These days they can't even reach their own shore without fear of slavers, instead they stay inland knowing the slavers can't reach them before succumbing to the Butterfly fever. 

But with a Targaryen ruling over the Peaceful people keeping them safe, they can easily get their goods into the markets around the world.

Shimmering Silk and Mulberry Wines mainly, that is the real 'money makers' that Aerion is after at least.

But I know from my time listening to Missandei in my past life that the Peaceful people also make wonderous handmade crafts.

I can't wait to see those reach the markets as well.

"-I will fly over to the Gods Eye to talk to the Children of the Forest as soon as Drogon stops trying to keep Moonfyre pinned down." Aerion sighs and I blink in confusion having gotten lost in thought. "I want to deal with the Old Gods as soon as possible and also make a more official pact with the Children of the Forest." Aerion's eyes drift to Mya and Gwenys, he plans to have them serve a similar role that Roach did with the Great Stallion.

"What about the Ibbenese?" Shiera asks as she idly watches the castle from the window.

"We will give them what they want to get them to bend the knee without needing to burn them all down." Aerion fills his wine glass and looks thoughtful before shaking his head.

"Sounds like things are going to be moving fast." I speak my thoughts and nearly everyone nods other than Aerion.

"Not fast enough." His eyes are filled with uncertainty as he lifts his glass and drinks from it.

I purse my lips before feeling annoyance almost boil over out of me.

"Does this new 'foe' truly have you worried?" I speak my mind and Aerion looks up from his glass and slowly nods as he locks our gazes.

"It does." I try and remember a time he was worried about something.

Sure, he gets stressed all of the time.

But he can brush that off easily, either by keeping himself busy or having sex.

I actually can not remember the last time I saw him genuinely worried.

I would be lying if I said it does not make me concerned.

"We will work through it though, this is something we can overcome." He speaks up again after clearing his throat realizing his mood is affecting everyone else in the room.

He bounces his head from side to side.

"It's a big problem, I won't lie." He slowly shifts his gaze around the room stopping on everyone present. "But I have faith." He smiles and for the first time since he got back, I can tell it's not faked.

Good.

That eases my worry considerably.

"I have faith as well." I always have I suppose, I had to, to survive the life I once did.

Faith in myself that kept me alive, that slowly grew into the faith I now have in my family.

I smile at that thought.


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