I See Fire / Jacaerys Velaryon

Chapter 13

I see Storms End come into view through the dark clouds and I look over at Luke. He looks back at me and I nod. Luke and I land our dragons in the courtyard outside of the castle. Valathore takes up most of the room but Arrax is small so luckily there is enough space for both of us. I look at the knights outside of the entrance and I sigh. I climb down the ropes on Valathore's mount and plant my feet on the gravelly ground. I run my hand along Valathore's neck and make my way over to Luke. I put a hand on his shoulder and he slightly jumps. He turns to look at me and I offer him a reassuring smile.

Luke and I start walking towards the front gate of the castle but we quickly stop and turn around as we hear a familiar dragon's roar. My eyes widen seeing Vagar, who is slightly bigger than Valathore, outside the castle's walls. Vagar stares at us and I hear Arrax and Valathore roar back to Vagar. I notice Arrax crawl closer to Valathore which is smart because Valathore could take a hit from Vagar but Arrax would be crushed or bitten in half with ease. "Umbagon Valathore." I command and he looks over at me and slightly bows his head.

"Come, let us make this quick." I say to Luke as I place my hand on his shoulder. He nods and we walk up to the guards. "I am Prince Lucerys Velaryon and this is my sister Princess Rhaella Velaryon. We bring a message for Lord Boris from the Queen." Luke says and the guards nod and escort us into the palace. I look around as we are escorted down the unfamiliar hallways. We enter the throne room to see several more knights, Lord Boris's daughters and sons, Lord Boris, and Aemond. Aemond sends me a smirk and I quickly look away. "Prince Lucerys and Princess Rhaella Velaryon. Son and daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen." The guards announce.

"Lord Boris, we have brought you a message from our mother the Queen." I say calmly as I look at him. "Yet earlier this day I received an envoy from the King. Which is it, King or Queen? The House of the Dragon does not seem to know who rules it." Lord Boris says with a laugh. "What's your mother's message?" He asks and Luke takes out the scroll our mother gave him and hands it to one of the guards. Lord Boris takes the scroll and looks around. "Where's the bloody Maester!?" He asks annoyed. One of the men nods and runs off to get the Maester. I look over at Luke to see him and Aemond glaring at each other. Luke puts his hand on the hilt of his sort to try and find comfort to ease his worries.

The Maester runs into the hall and walks up the steps to the throne. Lord Boris hands him the scroll and the Maester quietly reads over it. He looks at Lord Boris and bends down to whisper something in his ear. "Remind me of my father's oath?" Boris asks angrily as he glares at Luke and I. "King Aegon at least came with an offer. My swords and banners for a marriage pact. His youngest brother Daeron to one of my daughters. If I do as your mother bids which one of my daughters will you wed boy?" Boris asks Luke as he looks over at his daughters. "My Lord, I am not free to marry. I am already betrothed." Luke says calmly. "Then what about you girl? Which one of my sons will you wed?" Boris asks me. "I am also already betrothed my Lord." I say as I look over at Aemond.

"So you come with empty hands?" He asks. "Our youngest brother Joffrey can be wed to one of your daughters when he comes of age." I propose and Lord Boris laughs. "When he comes of age, and when will that be?" Lord Boris asks. "Six years my Lord." I say and Boris bursts out in a fit of laughter. "Go home pup's and tell your mother that the Lord of Storms End is not some dog that she can whistle up at need to set against her foes." Lord Boris says after he regains his composure. "We shall take your answer to the Queen, my Lord." Luke says as we both bow and turn to exit the castle.

"Wait my Lord Strong." Aemond says and both Luke and I stop and turn to glare at Aemond. Luke and I walk back to where we previously were to hear what Aemond has to say. "Did you really think that you could just fly about the realm trying to steal my brother's throne at no cost?" Aemond asks as he glares at Luke.

"I will not fight you. I came as a messenger, not a warrior." Luke says with a shake of his head. "A fight would be little challenge. No, I want you to put out your eye as payment for mine." Aemond says as he removes his eyepatch to reveal a sparkling sapphire in his eye socket. "One will serve." Aemond says as he unsheathes his dagger and tosses it on the floor in front of Luke. "I will not blind you. I plan to make a gift of it to my mother." Aemond says with a smirk. "No." Luke says confidently as he looks at Aemond. "Then you are craven as well as a traitor." Aemond says and I put my hand on the hilt of my sword. "Not here." Lord Boris says from his throne.

"Give me your eye or I will take it, bastard!" Aemond yells as he stalks towards Luke and picks his dagger up off the floor. I protectively step in front of Luke and unsheathe my sword. "Not in my hall!" Lord Boris yells as he stands up. Aemond stops and glares at me. "The boy came as an envoy, as did his sister. I will not have bloodshed beneath my roof. Take Prince Lucerys and Princess Rhaella back to their dragons. Now." Lord Boris commands.

I sheath my sword and glare at Aemond. "You have gone too far this time my betrothed." I sneer at Aemond and then turn and exit the castle with my brother. Luke and I follow the guards through the halls and quickly run outside. I see Arrax cowering beneath Valathore's wing and I look over to where Vagar once was to see that she is no longer there. "Go!" I yell to Luke over the thunder, wind, and rain. Luke nods and runs to Arrax. I walk up to Valathore and put my hand on his snout. "Luke! No matter what happens I want you to fly straight to Dragonstone. Do not stop for anything do you understand?" I ask my brother. "I understand." He nods and I look back at Valathore as Luke mounts Arrax.

"Rýbās. Addemmagon attention Valathore. Lykirī. Ŕetes. Ŕebas." I command Valathore as I climb up the ropes to his mount. I get settled on the mount and pat Valathore's neck. "Sōvēs Valathore!" I yell as I see Luke and Arrax lift into the stormy clouds. Valathore roars and flies into the sky as rain soaks my hair, face, and clothes.

Umbagon Valathore - Stay Valathore

Rýbās - Focus

Addemmagon attention Valathore - Pay attention Valathore

Lykirī - Be calm

Ŕetes - Listen

Ŕebas- Obey

Sōvēs Valathore - Fly Valathore