Chapter 3.4- The Seadragon's Roar

“You should probably stop doing that” I heard Mom’s voice before I saw her. And when I did, I felt my breath be knocked away by the sight. Corlys had commissioned new riding leathers for all of us but while Laena and I were children who looked cute in ours, Rhaenys’ made her look breathtaking. It was like she was dressed for war— to be queen of the skies.

“Vhagar’s all talk” I said, before turning fully in her direction, ignoring Igneel’s growl at losing g my attention.

“You look beautiful, mother. All the stars put together would struggle to compare with your beauty” I continued as I stepped closer and gave her a bow. She merely arced her brow in reply.

“For one, I know you’re not stupid enough to actually think that. For the other, thanks you for the compliment. Now maybe save some of that charm for the largest living Dragon the world over so I don’t have to dig through dragon dung for the remains of my favourite son” She said with a smile.

“Only son” I pointed out.

“And therefore the favourite” She continued. I smiled and turned back to Igneel as Meleys was led over by the dragon keepers. Unlike Vhagar, she did not make a scene as she was led over to her rider already saddled.

“We’ll leave in the next five minutes. By now, your father should be arriving the city. So by the time he disembarks and harbors, we should have arrived the city itself.” She said

“If the Bronze Bitch behaves” I said with a dirty look in Vhagar’s direction. It was a reasonable gripe to be honest, she had changed direction on more than one occasion and sent Laena going in directions that she wanted to go in rather than what her rider wanted.

“Ow ow ow ow” I found myself saying against my will as Rhaenys grabbed a hold of my ear.

“Are you hard of hearing you fool child? If Vhagar decides to eat you, do you think there is anything Meleys or Igneel could do to stop her?” She scolded.

“Fine, fine. I’ll stop pissing her off.” right as soon as she stops pissing me off, I continued mentally. Rhaenys gave me a look but said nothing.

“Go sit in your saddle before I decide to bend you over my knee” She said, and I did not need a second warning. I was off, and in a matter of minutes, all three dragons were.

The journey to Kings Landing was more or less a straight line. That meant that Igneel was best placed to win a race for that distance. But then there was the length of the journey to consider. We had strength and speed in spades but endurance was one part of our training we still had to work on. That meant we had to pace ourselves and ended up solidly in the middle of the pack. Meleys in front, and Vhagar behind.