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Published:2023-09-27Updated:2026-07-08Words:479,849Chapters:115/130Comments:6,122Kudos:9,244Bookmarks:1,865Hits:519,728
Dragons, Dreams, and Second Chances
BearlyMadeIt
Chapter 11
Summary:
Rhaenyra waits for word from Harrenhall or Pentos. In the meantime, both Helaena and Daenerys dream about dragons falling from the skies.
Notes:
Have fun reading!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Still no word from anyone. No raven, nor dragon. Nothing. Just silence. Was Harwin still alive? What to tell her father? Rhaenyra stood in the main hall, the painted table behind her, and stared out at the sky. Nothing. Not knowing was terrible. Worse, even. She'd take knowing in a heartbeat. Right now, everything was up in the air, her world waiting for a sign. What if none of it had worked? What if they were dead?
Secure Vhagar, she thought. Everything else was secondary, even her grief for Harwin. They had to get the dragon. Or at least keep Aemond away from her. If Vhagar did not fly for the greens, she dare hoped they had a chance.
Why… They were busy, yes. That would be it. Hells, Rhaenys would stay put for a couple days, for sure. Stay with Laena. If she had nearly died in childbirth as Daenerys had claimed, of course she wouldn't just jump on Meleys and fly back. But Rhaenyra had to know if things had worked out. Send a messenger over there, yes. Maybe… she smiled grimly. Maybe Daenerys. She didn't have other dragon riders right now, and she sure wouldn't send her young sons to another continent. She had really hoped to talk to Rhaenys first, get her opinion on things…
Rhaenyra turned, away from the blue sky, and stared at the painted table. She was on her own now. She had to make decisions. Just like she would have to when she was Queen. Of course, she could fall back on advisors, but at the end of the day, it would be her word and hers alone.
She had tried to play the game of politics, just the littlest bit. Convince Alicent to marry their children, end the strife. Of course, she had turned it down. Marrying her legitimate daughter to whom she presumed to be a bastard? Yeah, sure.
She shook her head ever so slightly. Why in the seven hells…
Focus. Back to the problem. What to tell her father. And what to tell Alicent, because of course she would come along. She sure as hells would not get the same story.
Dreams, dreams were good. He would believe in dreams. Tell him she had seen the dead and came to her in a panic. Or tell him she knew of the prophecy and show him the parchment. Both would make do.
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Daenerys spent her evening as she had spent the morning. By Drogon's side, watching the sunset, listening to the waves. The monotony calmed her somewhat. She only cried a little, which felt like progress.
Once darkness fell for good, she got up, joining the guard who had stood nearby silently, who followed her wherever she went. Reasonable security measure, she guessed. Although she could still just jump on her dragon and fly away. What would a guard do then? Run and tell, probably.
Within her chamber, with a torch spending light, she asked once again for more parchment and set out on even more writing.
Aegon III taking the throne, his son Daeron following him. The conquest of Dorne, which in the end failed yet again. Only marriage brought it into the Seven Kingdoms. Baelor the Blessed, who was a breath of fresh air. Mostly. No murdering each other at least. The idiot died childless, probably in line with his beliefs, passing the crown the Viserys II. The last of Rhaenyra's children. Aegon the IV, who legitimized all his bastards. She placed a note there. Had to be stopped. The Blackfyre rebellion, which really felt like another Dance of the Dragons. Especially if they still had dragons after the first one had been stopped. Another Blackfyre rebellion. Yet another Blackfyre rebellion, this one rather short, thankfully. Summerhall. Her father going entirely mad. Fucking Robert Baratheon. The battle at the Trident, the fall of Kings Landing. Her brother and she fleeing.
She stared at it. They really murdered each other every other generation. Or got others so mad they did the murder all on their own. Shaking her head, she put the parchment away. Enough bloodshed for one night. She could work out the details during the next few days.
Then bed. Then sleep. Her dreams were filled with Viserion, either hunting her or Rhaegal. Her poor baby got ripped to shreds by his brother and then raised from the water. She watched his blazing blue eyes stare at her and screamed.
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Come next midday, Rhaenyra entertained Jace and Luke a bit, but her heart wasn't in it. She just checked the sky every so often, waiting for dragons, ravens, or the sails of a ship, wondering if she should jump on Syrax and fly for Harrenhall or Pentos herself. Sometimes, one had to get the news and not wait for them.
"Mother? Is everything okay?" Jace asked, looking at her. Rhaenyra only managed a fake smile and kissed his head.
"Yes. All good," she said. "Just waiting for your father to come back." She sure did. Harwin. Laenor would understand. "Your grandsire will be here soon," she said, changing the subject.
"Really?" Jace's and Luke's eyes lit up.
"Hm-hm. He comes to talk about the mysterious dragon."
The children threw a gaze at Daenerys, who was sitting in the back of the room, reading one of their old books.
"What do you think he will do?" Jace whispered. He knew the strange dragon was no good news.
"We will see," she ruffled his hair, which in turn got a little whining.
Before long, Rhaenyra joined Daenerys, leaving the boys to their own mischief.
"I am still not sure what to tell him. Am torn between dreams and the truth."
Daenerys nodded. "I will just follow your words?" She offered, closing her book and looking up. Rhaenyra smiled at her.
"Thanks. Nothing of the sort to Alicent."
"Of course."
They fell quiet for a moment.
"I wrote down more of our… my histories," Daenerys said.
Rhaenyra glanced at her. "How much worse does it get?"
"In comparison? Barely worth mentioning. On its own? We always fight amongst ourselves. It's maddening." How could they save the dragons when they couldn't even save themselves? Lest agree on a fucking heir without murder.
"I will look at it later."
Daenerys nodded. Maybe another nightly visit.
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"What do you think he will do?" Luke whispered to Jace. They stood by the closest guard and looked down at the black dragon. He lay where he always lay – on the beach, staring at the waves. "Assign him to someone else?"
Jace shook his head and shoved his brother lightly. "Grandsire cannot assign dragons! He will… he has to…"
He had to accept it, didn't he? He could kill Dae…nerys, yes, but grandsire would not win the dragon. Lest of all if he killed its rider. He would have to make friends with her and him. Or exile her and kill the dragon, but killing dragons would be such a shame. Especially such a big one.
"Let's go closer," Jace whispered, and the two sneaked closer. He was so huge for his age. To think Arrax and Vermax were closest to him. They looked like little hatchlings in comparison. Drogon didn't look at them. Just went on staring at the sea. The coming and going of waves. The guard watched them uneasily. When was the best time to snap the princes and drag them back to their lady mother?
"I dare you to touch him," Jace decided on a whim.
Luke eyed him, eyed Drogon, and then moved closer, letting his fingers run along the big black scales. When he was all grown up, he would be gigantic. Maybe like Vhagar. Or maybe even bigger. Maybe he was a new black dread. Of course, grandsire couldn't kill him! Drogon grumbled and moved his head, eyeing him. Luke stumbled back.
"That has to count." He had touched him! Luke turned to his brother. "I dare you to –"
"Hey!" The guard yelled. "Come back here! Right now!" He couldn't watch this any longer!
---
Helaena was catching a cute little bug – four legs. Nearly boring. It crawled along between her fingers, trying to get out again. Her brothers had promised mother to have an eye on her. Accordingly, they kept around, having about half an eye on her between the two of them. Before soon, they would probably just ask servants and go do their own thing.
Doing her best, she ignored Aegon's latest stupid comment. Airhead. As if she was. Crazy. As if she was that too. She let the bug go again, smiling softly to herself, and looked up. Aemond looked at her while Aegon turned away, looking for entertainment of his own.
Her dream had stopped. The dream of Aemond closing his eye. She had been mid-dream last night, watching him fly Vhagar once again, and then it just faded, not having returned all night. She even tried to nap to get it again this morning but to no avail. It was gone, which scared her. Her dreams didn't just stop! They always happened. And if they suddenly did not…
A shiver ran down her body while she turned away. What power could there be to change her dreams? Nothing came to mind.
Walking all alone through the corridors of the Red Keep sometime later, with one of her servants following, keeping an eye on her. Just as expected. She returned to her room. Snuggling into bed, she hoped for another nap, hoping for the dream to come back.
The nap came. But not the dream. Not the one she wanted, anyway.
She dreamed of a green dragon, flying for its life. It was a brother to the black one, she suddenly knew. A snowstorm chased it, pierced its wings, ripped and shredded, making his body freeze until he fell from the sky, broken and torn. To Helaena's horror, she watched it crash into the waves – nearly shatter on hard ice – both at the same time. It lay there, bleeding and dying, the light in its eyes faded. Something in the snowstorm called for it and – she screamed and trashed but couldn't yet wake. She could never run from dreams – and it opened its eyes again, blazing blue.
Finally, she ripped free, screaming and trashing, running to hide in the corner of the room again. Her servant came, as well as Aemond a little later. He comforted her as best he could.
"What was it?" He asked softly, once she had calmed down.
Helaena stared at him, tears still standing in her eyes. "The dragons… they are turning to ice."
He gave her that look. The Helaena is bubbling her stupid nonsense again look. "I'm sure they are," he agreed without a second thought and stroked along her back. Helaena just stared at him, on the verge of tears again. She had gone to sleep to look for his dragon, and he didn't even bother listening. No one ever listened to her. Not in Kings Landing they didn't.
Her thoughts came to a sudden stop, her anger and sadness fading. No one at home listened to her.
"Thanks," she said suddenly cheerful and hugged him. Aemond smiled softly.
"Sure." He hugged her back.
Soon enough, she ditched Aemond. Watching bugs for an hour did that. Helaena sat up when she was sure both her brothers were busy. She turned to her servant. "I want to see my dragon."
The woman looked uneasy to say the least. "My princess, surely we – "
"I will see my dragon," she said sternly.
Like every good princess, she got her way. Before long, she met Dreamfyre in front of the Dragon Pit, the dragonkeepers watching her closely. Dreamfyre growled happily at her. Helaena petted her for a bit, keeping an eye on the grown-ups. When they all seemed distracted, she whispered at her dragon, who knelt instantly. Helaena jumped onto her, scrambling onto the saddle.
"Fly!"
She had to get away before they could catch her! Being on a dragon, it turned out rather easy.
Notes:
I realized if I wanted to add Rhaegal I had to do it soon. So next chapter I will throw out the plot and go get a dragon.
Sadly, I can't update next week. Am off hiking way off the phone grid. Hope I don't get murdered by snakes lol.
Until then, good days and Happy Holidays!
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