[A/N: I am getting fired from my job for sure. Overslept and got here an hour late. I had to open the store lol. I am actually nervous.]
(Third Person POV)
"Such a wonderful ability you have..." Daenerys said as Sylas sat next to her, "To be able to summon flas....and they have such a pretty color....as golden as your hair."
Sylas smiled slightly, holding a golden fla over his palm, "Yes...." He said, "But Father tells I shouldn’t play too much around with it. He only lets go all out during training, in situations like this one, I can only sprout a fla like this."
"Oh." Daenerys said, "You can do more?"
"Oh yes." Sylas said, "I can summon a massive bonfire of golden flas, it is incredible! And I can turn all of that into solid gold too. That is the limit of my powers at the mont."
Daenerys raised the golden rose she had in her hand, "Like this one." She said, "How valuable is it? It is actual gold...."
"I don’t know." Sylas said, "I like the shine it gives sotis. Father told to focus on being able to create designs with it, like twisting the flas while they’re hot and then turning it into gold. I was able to create one half of a golden crown for Mother.....she loved it but I was quite disappointed I couldn’t make the whole thing."
"Amazing!" Daenerys said, "A crown? Out of solid gold like this?"
"Yes, but only half." Sylas said
"Would you make one for ?" Daenerys said, her eyes lit up, "Do you think it would look good on ?"
Sylas looked at her with surprise, "U-Uh, yes...." He said, "When I can make the whole thing, I will create one for you."
"Thank you!" Daenerys smiled brightly
Sylas looked down, trying not to blush, "I can also make rings and bracelets...." He said, "But can’t fashion them as detailed as Father can with Lyssa’s gold."
"Your Father can make them?" Daenerys asked
"Well, he uses Lyssa’s gold scales." He said, "Although, I am sure he can use my ability too....but he just doesn’t do it."
"Oh." Daenerys said, "I shouldn’t be surprised. He is a God after all. He brought back to life....."
"Yes....." Sylas said as a sad look appeared on his face, "Right....."
"What is it?" She asked
"Nothing." Sylas said, "It’s just that..."
"You ntioned your Mother." Daenerys spoke over him, "Is it Lady Mya?"
"Yes." Sylas nodded
"She has black hair....and so does your Father...." Daenerys frowned, "How is that....."
"She is my Mother because she raised . As well as Mama Maegelle and Mama Saera." Sylas said, "My birth mother....she is dead....."
"Oh." Daenerys said softly, "I am sorry."
"It’s fine." Sylas said
"Can’t he bring her back?" She asked him
"I don’t know...." Sylas said, "He hasn’t done so....He brought you back...but...."
"I see...." She said, "I am sorry for bring it up."
Sylas cleared his throat, "You should see Riktor using his ability, though." He said suddenly, changing the topic, "He can move things with his mind, it is very cool. I once threw a fireball at him and it didn’t even touch him! He flung it to the side!"
"Oh." Daenerys said with a smile, "Lord Riktor seems scary, though. He reminds of your Father."
"Oh Riktor? No, he’s not scary." Sylas shook his head, "He gets serious because he wants to be a very formidable knight. Every day, we’re sparring and training. I think my brother is going to be the strongest fighter in the realm one day."
"What about you?" Daenerys asked, "Don’t you want to be the strongest?"
"Ah, well...." Sylas rubbed his hair, "As long as I am by his side, I don’t really care if I am the strongest or not. Mama Maegelle just gave birth to my new brothers and I told Riktor the sa thing; I want all of us to be side by side in the future when we grow up. It doesn’t matter what we do, what matters is that we’re together."
"Oh, that’s right. Mother ntioned that my sister gave birth to twins!" Daenerys exclaid excitedly, "How are they???"
"Ah, they’re fine." Sylas said with a smile, "Maekar is a bit bigger than Maelor, but the two of them both have white hair and mismatched eyes. I think Maelor has a strange one, however....I asked Father what it was but he said sothing about Poly-...sothing....I don’t know. But Maelor is a very quiet one, he doesn’t cry much. Maekar gets angry when soone other than Mama Maegelle carries him but they’re both pretty calm."
"Haha, that’s nice." Daenerys laughed, "I rember when Baelon was born, he was always crying and getting angry, pulling on Aemon’s hair every chance he got."
"Sounds like Astorias with Riktor." Sylas chuckled, "Except she does try to kill him. She once threw a tea pot at his head and he was so angry. She’s so wild, that one."
"She sounds like a handful." Daenerys smiled
"She is." Sylas said, "Vaella is much calr and sweeter but Astorias has her monts."
"Princess." A voice said
They both looked up to see Drakken standing in front of them, his arms behind his back.
Daenerys gulped, "L-Lord Drakken...."
Drakken looked at her, "You look well." He said, "Be honest with . I don’t want you to lie to ."
"Y-Yes?" Daenerys said, a bit worried
"You don’t have any symptoms I should know about?" Drakken asked seriously, "Anything you wish to speak about? Nightmares? Dizziness? See, when I brought you back, I ensured that you were in pristine condition. But who knows what could happen...so tell , is there anything I should know about?"
"Well, not really." Daenerys said, "I sleep fine....I just don’t rember much about that ti..."
"Good." Drakken said as he looked at his son, "Is my son treating you well?"
"Yes, he is." Daenerys said, "I enjoy speaking with him a lot, actually. He’s very kind."
Sylas looked away, blushing slightly, "I....uh..."
Drakken smirked slightly, "I will make arrangents so you could visit Harrenhal." He said as he turned around, "With the excuse of visiting your sisters, I would have you spend ti with Sylas if you wish."
"Oh!" Daenerys said, "Well....my Father...and Mother....what if they don’t-"
"They don’t call the shots here." Drakken glanced at her, his eyes piercing through her, "You are the reason for that."
"I am above them."
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