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Saera and Jacaerys were informed that Seasmoke that found a new rider, and Rhaenyra had went to find the new rider.
Saera and Jacaerys heard two dragons flying above Dragonstone, together with much haste they saw Syrax flying with Seasmoke.
"Who's the rider?" Jacaerys' tone wasn't his normal one, more alike he was unsure of how he felt about his late fathers dragon being claimed.
A small council was heard, Saera stood next to Jacaerys, as it had been said by the guards that Rhaenyra had went to see the new rider.
Lord Corlys stood at the other end of the table, "The queen is unharmed," Jacaerys announced, "What of the rider? Do we know who he is?" Lord Corlys asked, the guard behind the children spoke up, "He appears to be a shipwright in your employ, Lord Hand."
Jacaerys frowned upon hearing and Saera took notice and reached down and grabbed his hand.
"A commoner? With respect to your workers, Lord Corlys, the lowborn cannot go around seizing dragons. Has the thief been secured?" One of the lords stepped forwards and asked, "Her Grace has commanded that he remain here as a guest. She wishes him to be instructed in the art of dragonriding, and that I should teach him some High Valyrian—" The maester announces, and Jacaerys jaw tightened.
"—We know nothing about this man, save that he is lowborn. What say you, Lord Hand?" The attention went to Lord Corlys, whom still seemed to be in shock, "We will await the queen's accounting...before passing judgment."
"Where is the queen?" The words rang through Jacaerys' head, "Her Grace sends word she will not be attending."
Saera turned to Jacaerys, "Jace," She whispered and Jacaerys hand squeezed hers, "I'm here. Issa jorrāelagon," Her words were soft and kind, but still his mind raced with thoughts of the new rider.
