Chapter 26.4- The Seadragon's Roar

Vhagar turned about, marching down the ground and accelerating until she began to flap her wings, taking off into the sky in amateur of seconds. They couldn’t shoot off from the ground in a second like igneel and Laenor did, but this was quick enough for her. Especially because thanks to Vhagar’s much larger wings, she could cover more distance in less time. They started east, moving towards the harbour. If Laena were Pate, she would be attempting to get off the island as quickly as possible. So she would have stocked a fishing boat or something near the harbour.

The lucky bit as far as she was concerned was that the harbour was one of the safer places to take a ship from the island from. Just pushing off the island wouldn’t end well for most people, considering the rocks that surrounded it would tear apart any ship that got too close to them as a matter of principle.

She and Vhagar cut through the air, searching the ground for anything of note. Laena could barely see the ground itself considering the darkness and their what did Laenor call it again? Altikude? Yeah, that was it. Their altikude. How high they were. She chuckled, thinking about Laenor’s incessant need to make uo words for everything. It had driven her crazy when she was younger, wondering how Laenor always knew new words or strange things on his own. Well, at least until mother had explained that Laenor had what he himself would refer to as an overactive imagination. Laenor didn’t know a lot of shit. He was just born with the ability to make them up. A natural dreamer of House Targaryen. And now he was unburnt as well.

Laena didn’t know what that would mean. But she did know that she would protect him from whatever came no matter what. That was her duty as a big sister, after all. And she was the best big sister in the known world. A four year old Laenor had conferred the title upon her, and it was not going to be one she would let go off.

She felt Vhagar stir beneath her. She’d seen something. Vhagar was a brilliant huntress, experienced, keen, and most importantly good at telling just what Laena wanted them to pick up. They dove downwards, and then Laena herself could see him. He was quite a distance away, and he must have spotted them. He was running, trying to escape them it seemed. Laena scoffed at the thought. Escape? From she and Vhagar. There would be no escape. He was a few steps from the cliff. She looked beyond it. His boat was tied to the shore. There was going to be no chance for him to escape, she thought as Vhagar and her dove downwards further. He ran even faster. Faster than anyone had any right to move.