(Third Person POV)
"What did you say?!" Jaehaerys exclaid, "Aemon, are you sure of this?!"
Aemon nodded, "Yes, Your Grace." He said as he hung his head down in sha, "I apologize for this sha I brought the Crown. It was just sothing that I had not experienced before."
They were in the Small Council room, Septon Barth was looking at Prince Aemon and noticed that there were a couple of bruises on his face.
"Is Caraxes alright?" The Hand of The King asked, "Surely, the Blood Wyrm isn't terribly injured."
"He's alright....I just had him rest." Aemon said, "But I saw what this man did....it's like he was draining Caraxes of his power....I don't understand how.....or why...."
Jaehaerys scowled, "That can't be...!" He said as he clenched his fists, "Aemon, you did nothing about it???"
Aemond looked down, "I tried..." He said, "But there was sothing that held back. I do not understand it....he jumped atop my dragon and flung from the saddle, Father....I....this person is clearly not an ordinary man."
"That is an impossible feat to perform." Septon Barth said, "Your Grace, this 'man', should we call it that, is clearly not normal. We should gather our n and search for him imdiately. The sooner, the better."
"I agree." The King said, "We keep our dragons away from it. If what Aemon says is true then flas do not work on him. Which I find it really hard to believe."
"It is true, Father!" Aemon said, "Caraxes bathed him in flas and nothing happened to him!"
Jaehaerys frowned, a bead of sweat trailing down his temple, "I understand..." He said, "We must do sothing."
The doors opened and Alyssane walked inside, holding a child's hand as she pulled her alongside.
"Ah, my son is here." She said with a serene smile
Aemon looked at her, "Mother." he said with surprise
Jaehaerys looked at his wife, "What is it, wife?" He asked, "We are in the middle of sothing?"
Alysanne stopped and frowned, "I am the Queen, Jaehaerys." She said, "Whatever discussion you are having amongst yourselves, I have a right to be aware of it."
Jaehaerys turned around and crossed his arms, "Aemon, gather a few hundred n and take them to the Stormlands. Inform Lord Baratheon to do the sa." He said, "We're going to hunt down that man if it's the last thing we do."
Aemon bowed slightly, "As you wish." He said, "Should I take Baelon?"
"No." Jaehaerys said, "And only on Horseback. We will not risk our dragons."
"As you wish." Aemon said as he turned around walked away, going past his mother while giving her a slight smile
Alysanne looked at his, "What is going on?" She asked, "Why is he not allowed to take his dragon?"
Septon Barth glanced at the King, "An urgent matter has risen, Your Grace." he said as he looked back at the Queen, "This....."
"The Fallen Star..." Jaehaerys said, "It was an On. It brought nothing but a Demon that will lay ruin to my Kingdoms, Alysanne. I must do sothing to stop it."
Alysanne frowned, "What?"
Jaehaerys looked at her, "The potential Doom of our Family as at our Doorstep." He said softly,
"I will stop it."
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[The Dragonpit]
Later that night, in the shadows of the Dragonpit, sothing lurked.
It snuck past the keepers who occasionally walked by the corridors that led to the caverns that housed the Royal Family's dragons. Sothing was unseen to the naked eye yet clearly heard, as the soft sounds of the footsteps were clearly heard.
As the last of the keepers walked up the steps that led to the top of the Dragonpit, the resting dragons could be heard. They were rumbling loudly as their occasional shifting caused so thuds on the ground.
From the shadows, Drakken erged as he had a piece of at on his hand, throwing it into his mouth.
"Hm...." he said with a raised eyebrow, "This is the source of the draconic power? A cavern that houses their so-called dragons? Interesting...quite smart, actually. Keep your animals safely stored sowhere where regular folk wouldn't dare approach yet not too far away that it would be inconvenient to go to."
He began to walk down the corridor and looked around, noticing that it was quite dark.
"I'm glad that with the power siphoned by the red thing, i was able to use my cloaking sorcery for an extended ti." He said, "Made sneaking into the city and beeline straight here much easier. I should've stuck around the city so I can learn more about this place. But I need to get more and more power. Enough that will make comfortable."
Drakken made a turn into a cavern where he ca across a large figure in the far end. He stopped and focused his vision, making out the wyvern-like being that was curled up in the distance.
"Ho....?" He said, "I need a bit more light here....my darkvision isn't what is used to be...but I can tell this 'dragon' is much better looking than the red one. Interesting....and the amount of draconic power I felt from this cavern....it's not from that one.....well, not just from that one...but.....Hm?"
He looked at the ground and noticed a clutch of eggs that were right in front of the sleeping dragon.
"Eggs." he said with a slight smirk before walking up to the clutch, "Dragon eggs....? Wait, why are they tiny?"
He crouched down and pulled apart the mbrane, a bit of steam exuding from the clutch. He picked one of the eggs up and looked at it. It was dark grey and had a scaling power.
"Feels like the shell is tough and made out of scales." He said, "Interesting. Wyvern eggs are at least twice the size of this....but oh well, they do give off a nice amount of power...."
He clutched the egg hard, cracking it as it released a bright red glow. Drakken then siphoned the power from the egg, shattering it completely as strange black fla-like energy erged from the egg, replacing it as Drakken held it.
"Ho....." He said as he felt a significant amount of power surge through his body, "Yes...."
He clenched his fist, the egg completely gone as small pieces of the shell dropped to the ground, a trail of red smoke dropping to the ground.
The dragon in front of him imdiately woke up and looked at him, snarling viciously as it straightened up.
"I was right." Drakken pointed at it, "You are better looking than the red one."
"Stay"
The dragon stopped moving, frozen in place as it looked at Drakken with its eyes widened. It made no noise, it was completely frozen still.
Drakken crouched down and looked at the clutch, there two eggs remaining, "Hm..." he said as he picked another one up, "You are the mother, eh? Why did the egg give a pure amount of draconic power? Strange....maybe it's because it's an egg, freshly laid? I don't know. The red one did have a suitable amount of power but nothing as pure as the eggs...interesting...."
"Hey!!!" he heard a voice shout at him
"Hm?" He turned around
A rock was bashed against his face, slightly stumbling him.
"What the hells do you think you're doing?!" a girl exclaid
"Ah." Drakken said as he rubbed his cheek, "The fuck?"
He looked at a girl, seeing that she was short and petite, had dirty blonde hair and mismatched colored eyes.
He frowned, "And you are?"
"That's my line, fucker!" She exclaid, "What are you doing in Dreamfyre's cave?!"
The girl grabbed another rock and ran up to him, smashing it against his face with so much force that Drakken was surprised by. He wasn't fazed by the blow, the rock rely dented and bounced off her arm and his face, rolling to the ground.
"Wha?" The girl exclaid
In a swift motion, Drakken rushed at the girl, grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against the wall. It was done so quickly, at a speed that was not human. They were in the middle of the cave but now they were at the far end, all in the span of a single second.
"Hm..." Drakken said as he held the egg in his hand as he held the girl's throat with the other, "A little girl? What sort of balls do you gave to bash my face not once but twice?"
The girl clutched on his hand, gasping for air, "Y-You!!!"
"Alyssa!!!" a voice shouted, followed by the sound of a blade piercing flesh
Suddenly, Drakken widened his eyes as blood poured out of his mouth. He looked down to see a blade sticking out of his chest.
"The hell?" He said as he let go of the girl
The girl dropped to the ground, gasping for air, "B-Baelon!"
Drakken turned to see a young man holding a sword directly to the back of him. He had been stabbed in the back by Baelon Targaryen, the Prince.
Baelon looked at Drakken, a bit taken aback by the lack of response, "G-Get your paws off my sister!!!"
Drakken smacked him on the face, sending him flying across the cavern, nearly breaking his neck.
He turned around and looked down at the blade he was stabbed with, a bit taken aback by this, "What?"
Baelon groaned in nothing but pain as Alyssa crawled her way towards him, "Ughhh...." He managed as he clutched his jaw, "It hurts.....everything hurts.....!"
Drakken placed the egg in his coat's pocket and then reached for the handle of the sword, pulling it out as Alyssa and Baelon watched in shock and horror.
"What? You stabbed him!" Alyssa exclaid
"I did..." He said
Drakken then grabbed the blade by the handle and inspected it, a bit intrigued by it.
"No blade should be able to cut my flesh, no matter how weak I am at the mont." He said as he looked at it, "What kind of steel is this?"
Baelon got to his knees, "T-That's...." He said
"He has your sword, Baelon!" Alyssa said, "Dark Sister!"
"I can tell that, you idiot!" Baelon scowled
Drakken's wound slowly closed as he looked at the blade, intrigued by it's pattern, "It's sharp..." He said as he touched the blade with his finger, amazed by the sharpness, "Interesting."
"That's Valyrian steel, asshole!" Alyssa yelled, "Our House's ancestral sword, Dark Sister! Hand it back over!"
"Shut your mouth, Alyssa!" Baelon exclaid
"Valyrian steel?" Drakken said as he tossed it toward Baelon
The sword spun in the air and landed right in front of them, planted on the ground.
Drakken then looked at the dragon, which was still frozen, "Hm." He said, "Alright. Good eting you."
"I'll take my leave."
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