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47.69% GOT/ASOIAF: Son of the Unworthy / Chapter 59: 59

章節 59: 59

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188 AC

Harrenhal

Aerion Targaryen

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Looking down at the small little blue and white dragon I tilt my head and it cutely mimics me with a small squeak coming from its slightly open mouth. I slowly raise my hand with the cooked meat in it and its eyes practically glisten with joy. My hand lowers and a pitiful noise comes from it before I toss the meat into the air just enough that it will land next to the small dragon.

"Don't torment my baby's little friend." Mya speaks up from behind me where she has my youngest daughter latched onto her breast.

"I am teaching patience to a 'friend' who will grow to the size of a castle..." I sigh as the dragon gobbles the meat down as if it's starving.

This little piece of the sky has been ravenous since it came from its egg first thing in the morning a few days back. Its birth or rather hatching proving the eggs will indeed hatch for my blood regardless of if being mixed with Danny or another female. Though that news did little to stop the spread of rumors of me being some kind of lustful beast who only craves the pleasure of the flesh. My own network is the only thing stopping those words from spreading like fire, many small Septs have found themselves beggared for what they have preached as of late.

Surprisingly the main big wigs have kept their mouths shut on the topic, it might have to do with my personal visit to Old Town to talk about a few things with them.

"This one is very impatient and I fear it will be a troublemaker if I do not take a more hands-on approach with it. I think I will name it as well, the other two are very well behaved having grown with Moonfyre and Drogon. But this one keeps flying back to see Visenya and even broke a window to get to her..." I am not sure why but it seems this dragon has a closer bond with Visenya than my twins and their dragons.

But my best guess, if I was to make one, is maybe it has to do with Mya and her warging maybe passing to Visenya and making for a stronger bond. This little cute lizard keeps a close eye on my daughter and it seems more like a dog than a cat I would compare other dragons to. Dragons love affection when they want it, but other than those times they will hiss and even fly away to escape 'love'. But this little blue baby is constantly trying to get love from Visenya, so long as Visenya can put her meaty hands on the dragon then she will and the dragon loves it.

"I think it will be fine, it has only hissed and snapped at people it does not know and it only wants to cuddle with Visenya. I think you need to instead worry about how you will feed so many dragons with a few more due to be hatching soon if things go the way we all think they will..." She looks both amused and exasperated and I purse my lips as I wonder if I really should follow the path I jumped on.

I grunt in acknowledgment but don't feel like talking about the subject further, I will deal with all the ravenous mouths when they get here and not a day before. Plus it is bad voodoo to talk about babies and eggs before they are born or hatched.

"Want to go for a walk?" I ask as I stand up and stretch with my hands reaching for the ceiling as I stand up on my toes and my back pops satisfyingly. "Aemon and Rhaella should be awake by now and I know they love to be pushed around in their little 'cart'." Making a stroller was one of the best things I did if I am honest, makes getting the babies around a breeze.

"Sounds lovely, I am certain Danny would like a break from the seemingly never-ending requests for aid that have been plaguing the main hall." As they say, give them an inch and they will take a mile, I am facing the consequences for being so generous with people.

The growing town is booming with a large population and more houses are being built at all times. A nice and organized grid with good drainage and properly planned out 'sectors' with nice shopping squares and 'pleasure districts'. The city is looking nice but the people living in it have gotten a bit lazy for my liking, things need to change. Daenerys has been taking all the people's requests and complaints in the main hall since she apparently enjoys hearing people out.

But even though she has been growing tired of the attitudes of the people as of late, we will have to tighten the belt and get these people back on the saddle of progress. There is plenty of work to be had and lots of workers but more people could step up instead of doing the bare minimum to survive.

I have some ideas to do it in a way that people will even be excited to get up and go out to work, but it will take some elbow grease to get the wheels turning.

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188 AC

Harrenhal

Daenerys Targaryen

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"Aemon don't eat that." I move quickly hearing Aerion speak to our son, fearing my son is trying to shove something in his mouth he shouldn't.

I grab both of his arms and gently pull them away from his face to find there is nothing in his hands. Aemon looks up at me with his cute little face and smiles showing there is nothing in his mouth either. I smile back at my son so he does not think anything is wrong, the sweet boy giggles seeing I am also happy.

I hear the chuckle of my husband and I fight off the scowl threatening to emerge, he tricked me into thinking Aemon was eating something. He just loves to poke at my 'Motherly instincts' and every time I take the bait without fail. Though it is not so bad, I know if Aemon was really eating something he shouldn't Aerion would be the first to fly out of his seat to stop him.

"You are lucky you are holding Visenya, I will remember this for later." I make sure he does not think he got away with it and he just grunts as he runs his hand over little Visenyas head.

"Why do you keep smelling her head?" Mya asks when Aerion ducks his head down and sniffs at his daughter, he did the same to the twins the first few months.

"Newborn smell, it reminds me of puppy breath." I scrunch my nose, the only thing I remember smelling on newborns was when they soiled themselves.

"That is... never mind you are just like that anyway." Mya wisely puts aside Aerion's oddness making his face turn sour at the 'insult'. "When are we heading to DragonsRest? I want to see how much it has changed and you promised to take me to the new 'Dragonstone on Skagos' you are dreaming up." I nod along with her, Aerion has flown up to Skagos three times in recent months to scout for the best spot after problems came up with the last one.

Who would have thought the cannibalistic people of the island would attack workers sent to build on the island?

Though word might not have made its way to the mainland, Aerion sent one of those human-eating houses to their ash-filled grave. They had killed and eaten five of the workers out of the fifty he sent to build some homes for the future workers to live in. Aerion was furious receiving that raven, Moonfyre roared so loud everyone in the castle thought she was attacked.

"DragonsRest has made a lot of progress and is far beyond what I intended for it, I expect it to keep growing even more after the recent deal that was made. Braavos wants a steady supply of Ironwood to build some ships and it will give a surplus of resources to further improve DragonsRest. The 'port city' was never meant to grow as it is, I meant to train men to defend the Gift from Wildlings and to be able to ship off all the food grown in it when needed. Now the Manderlys are throwing a fit we are drawing so much attention, they have not taken a big hit but they are getting anxious." He sighs and adjusts the babe that is falling asleep on his chest.

"DragonsRest is too far north for the common trader to sail passed White Harbor for, they will get over it with time. DragonsRest is supposed to be the beating heart of the Gift and also supply the new 'Dragonstone' and most people know that. No one will be taking spices or rugs up there to sell them unless ordered, surely they can see that." They just want to stir the pot after they got denied a marriage like every other house seeking Rhaella or Visenya's hand in marriage.

Surprisingly not many people have sought Aemon's hand in marriage, but I guess it makes sense if I think about it. A female Targaryen with a dragon who is not in line to inherit anything only gains by marrying into another House. They also gain a dragon rider and dragon blood for their future descendants, but Aemon is different. Aemon is the future Prince of Harrenhal and marrying him does not get dragon blood into their Houses so they are not as desperate for his hand. I am sure it will change when he grows up and is closer to actually inheriting Harrenhal from his Father.

But little do these House's know Aerion has multiple places he is passing on to multiple children. Harrenhal and DragonsRest are just the start, soon another 'Seat' on Skagos and more will follow it. There is also the Shipyard in the Crownlands where the 'Whispers' was located which is likely going to be passed down instead of going to another House.

I also have been thinking about Slavers Bay, it would be a simple matter to take the Bay once more making it the Dragons Bay once again. But there is still plenty of time for that, there are babies to raise and when they are old enough it would even be nice to have them fly along with us.

"They know, they are just being a pain in the ass just to be one." Aerion groans and it causes Visenya to stir on his chest and ball her fists. "Sorry." He kisses her head and starts rubbing her back tenderly. "We can leave in a few days, I already sent a raven so they will be expecting us sometime soon." I nod in agreement eager to see the new location he wants to build at, it's apparently very beautiful.

He has avoided describing it other than saying it will be one of the most beautiful castles House Targaryen has and maybe even in all of Westeros. I have seen the sketches he has made and how it looks to be built on a mountain so I know roughly what it 'will' look like. But seeing it sketched and seeing the bare mountain will put it in the right pieces into my mind so I can imagine it myself. Until I see what the mountain looks like myself I won't be able to truly get a feel for it like he has.


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章節 60: 60

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188 AC

Harrenhal

Aerion Targaryen

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"It will be fine..." I respond to the worried Mother trying to take my daughter from my arms as we sit on Moonfyre's back.

"No, it won't, let me hold her behind you so you will block the wind." I reluctantly let her slip Visenya from my arms and grab the reins instead giving them a little tug wordlessly telling Moonfyre to move forward.

"It won't be cold when she is wearing enough fur to make an entire bear, I am more worried about her not being able to breathe." I look back over my shoulder as Mya sits strapped down with Visenya bundled up in her arms.

I look over at Drogon with Daenerys on his back and smile seeing Danny sitting backward on the saddle double checking on the twins. She had Drogons saddle modified and 'car seats' got added that are mounted to the saddle and has plenty of straps. She loves taking the twins up into the sky whenever she gets a chance, so much I fear something might go wrong with all that diving and flying. But Targaryens are just built different anyway, the blood of the dragon letting even the little ones squeal with joy in the sky instead of wetting themselves in fear.

"Just be careful ok big girl?" Mya pats Moonfyre and the dragon rumbles in return as the youngest dragon sits on her head looking content with life.

Aemon's and Rhaellas dragons both are flying in the sky already waiting on us to take off, I doubt they will stay airborne the whole trip though. I expect them to latch onto one of their parents once their wings get tired but we shall see just how much stamina they have.

"You got her?" I ask even if I am annoyed at her not letting me hold the babe I still double-check.

"As ready as I possibly can be." I nod feeling some excitement at getting to show Mya DragonsRest as she has yet to lay eyes on it.

""Take us up, big girl!"" I can't wait to see both of their faces though when I show them the location I picked out on Skagos, I think they will love it.

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188 AC

DragonsRest

Mya Targaryen

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Circling around DragonsRest I can't help but find the place to be very busy with all the people that look like ants from up here moving around. I am sure they are used to seeing a dragon or two and that is why it seems like any other work day for them. A small castle sits on top of a hill surrounded by houses on all sides with clear streets laid out like at Harrenhal. A large field to the North of the castle is full of recognizable training fields and many people running around on them.

The port looks busy with some ships getting worked on or in the process of being loaded or unloaded. The majority of the ships bear Targaryen sails as this is where Aerion has most of the fleet he is having built for himself. They are made at the shipyard down at the Whispers and then sailed up here or off to trade goods in the case of the ones with Capitan's Aerion trusts. Seeing the ships once more reminds me of his plans to sail to Yi Ti and trade goods from Westeros along with gold for as much spice and silk as he can buy, he hopes to establish a trading pact with the current ruler over there.

"What do you think?" He turns and I press my lips against his cheek before pressing my face against his back.

"It's cold!" I pull Visenyas face away from my chest to check on her as I keep my forehead on my husband's back, her little eyes look up at me. "Hey, little one." I feel warmth in my body seeing her open her toothless mouth with her tongue moving around.

"Let's get you to a fire then, though, between the two of us, you are the one with ancestry coming from the North. I am shocked you are even bothered by this little chill..." I tuck my daughter against my chest again and sit up to bite at his neck for pocking fun at me. "Ah!" He ducks away and Moonfyre dives making my stomach flip and Visenya squeal against my chest.

He always brings up my mother's house being from the North whenever I say I am cold as if that will make the cold leave me alone. It was a long time ago that happened, Blackwood's have been in the Riverlands for quite some time.

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"Brrrr!" I sit before the fire and wonder how people put up with this, maybe I just need some time to get used to it.

Visenya seems made of a tougher material than me as she is unbundled and sitting in her Dad's lap bouncing around unbothered. The twins are playing on the floor on their bellies trying to move around on the fur rug. The heat from the fire makes the whole room feel alive adding to the family feeling in the air.

"Don't worry love, if you are still chilly when the sun sets Danny and I will volunteer our warmth to keep you from freezing over." Aerion chuckles as Visenya once more squeals in glee at being bounced on his knee.

"I am sure, you two insatiable beasts would love to pull me under that monster of a fur trap you call a bed in that room." I shake my head thinking about the large bed covered with the furs of over twenty large beasts at the very least. "Danny already braved the elements to venture out to get me something warm to drink so I suppose I can pay her back a little. " I tap my chin in thought as I feel thankful for my fellow sister wife going out into the cold halls to find something for me.

"I should have had some more servants brought in before coming up here..." Aerion mutters as she stands up and approaches the hearth. "You want to see the fire little troublemaker?" Aerion whispers into Visenyas ear as he sits on the edge of the hearth and she wiggles in his arms.

The door opens and I almost jump with joy seeing steam leaving a bowl as Danny makes quick steps over toward me. She passes off a bowl filled with some dark murky liquid but I care little as I bring it to my lips. My trust in her was not misplaced as a hearty taste fills my mouth and the heat warms my very bones making me sigh after I lower the bowl.

"Good." I speak up as Danny moves to pick up both babes on the floor and moves to sit beside me in front of the flames. "Thank you." She smiles and nods putting her feet up almost toughing the flames after taking her boots off.

"I would ask how you expect Visenya to visit the new castle on Skagos once it's built if she is anything like you but she seems fine with the cold." Danny speaks up amused as she looks over at Father and Daughter playing with the flickering flames at the edge of the hearth. "She seems more than fine, she almost looks happier." I nod feeling a bit bothered that I also noticed my daughter taking so a liking to the sudden shift in coldness yet I am not keeping up with her.

Hopefully, I can get used to it, if she likes it I don't want to ruin it for her by shaking like a leaf next to a fire the whole time we are here. Skagos is supposed to be even colder and there is snow on the mountains near where Aerion wants to build at.

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188 AC

Skagos

Daenerys Targaryen

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It is certainly bigger than I thought." I look around at the raised platform of stone we are standing on with the dragons curling up after we all got off their backs.

"It looks beautiful though... right?" He asks with much less confidence than the man who has sung praises about this place for months.

"It is." Mya speaks up as she looks around and stops to look at the very large Weirwood tree sitting on a perched cliff not far away.

The Weirwood tree looks to barely be hanging onto the cliff but I know those mighty roots digging into the rock are stronger than they look. Those trees are magic, it would be odd to see one not even able to hang on to the side of a cliff.

"I think it would piss off the Children of the Forest on this island to hack it down, plus we have one back at Harrenhal so I see no reason to hack it down anyway." Aerion speaks up seeing us both look at the large tree and I nod along.

"My warging comes from the Old Gods anyway, if I can warg into an animal why couldn't they? You said they watch people pray through the trees but that is a lot less invasive than entering a bird and perching on a window. It is likely best to leave it regardless if it means the Old Gods can use it to spy..." Mya has taken a lot of interest in Old God magic since she started warging around, it would be hard not to.

She also seems much more accustomed to the cold this morning after a warm night rolling around under the furs with Aerion and Me.

"Wait... you talked as if you actually know there are more Children of the Forest on this island." I suddenly realize and speak up getting a nod of confirmation from him.

"I have not seen them but one time I think... they are closely knit with the short hairy men that live on these islands. I am almost certain I recognized one inside of the 'Kingshouse' on the other side of the island from here." I nod trusting his words, we are closer to Deep Down but we will have to look into if they also have some of those magical people living among them as well. "I think it is a nice spot, halfway up the mountain so it will be a pain to get stuff up here normally but there is this nice natural road of sorts." He points at the looping 'road' that descends down the mountain and I nod trying to imagine the drawing built in stone where I stand.

"It will certainly be private... House Targaryen would have a stronghold out of the way of everything." He nods with a smile as he rests his chin on Rhaellas head.

"Exactly." He rubs his head against our daughter's head causing her to wiggle and I smile seeing her eat up his affection. "I think it would be good for the future of House Targaryen and also a nice spot to stockpile knowledge in the form of a massive library. It is next to impossible to attack this place and with dragons it IS impossible. So a place of learning just for learning away from the politics of the mainland would be a nice addition." I close my eyes imagining it and nod thinking about one day there being bookshelves as tall as three men stacked side by side filled with books.

"That would anger the Citadel, other people have tried to do something similar before." Mya says with a bit of humor.

"Fuck the Citadel." I scowl as Aemon starts babbling hearing his Dad talk so loudly and I fear he is picking up on foul words.

"Stop cursing..." I mutter as I put my hands over my son's ears and kiss his forehead.

"If he learns to curse the citadel then I will be a proud Dad." No regret at all as he looks at his son with proud eyes as he keeps babbling away.

I shake my head, if he teaches my sweet boy to curse just to have him curse the Citadel I will be wroth with him.


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