The King and The Dragoness: Chapter 3: The End...Part 2
(I'm sorry that this took so long to make, there is no excuse for it. All I can say is that college got really busy for me along with other life matters. It also took me a while to write this chapter since there is a death scene in this. Also the song that is sung by Valyria towards the end was generated by ChatGPT, I wanted to try this out for my story to see how it goes. If there is anything wrongly translated please let me know. Also this chapter is pretty freaking long, sorry about that. I have decided that there will be a Chapter 4: The End...Part 3 since this chapter would have been way longer if I didn't. Please enjoy and don't forget to comment down below, I would love to hear any ideas you guys may have. Anyway please enjoy and have a wonderful day, afternoon, evening or whatever.)
My mind is blank as I stare out at the brightly passing lights that appeared as we traveled through hyperspace. I could hear people talking around me, but their voices sounded muffled as I tuned them out. My heart is pounding so fast it feels as though it is about to leap out of my chest. I still couldn’t believe what just happened, what I just witnessed. My home, taken from me right before my eyes. Tears began to fill my eyes, making them sting. Everything was gone, everything.
‘Why…. Why did this have to happen? What did we do to deserve this?’, I thought as my lips began to tremble in sadness, anger, I did not know anymore. My grip on the armrest of my seat began to get tighter and tighter as my thoughts began to spiral downwards. ‘Did I anger someone into doing this? Did I cause this? Is it…my fault?’.
I was brought out of my depressing thoughts to the shout of Ser Byran, my personal guard. I looked up just in time to see him catch my mother as she fell out of the co-pilot's chair. I felt my heart stop at the sight of her pale face, I noticed sweat covering her face and forehead in a thick layer. Her breathing was shallow and quiet. Suddenly, my father fell out of the pilot's chair. I sprung out of my chair and ran over to his side. I knelt down next to him and saw that he too had shallow, quiet breathing with his forehead covered in a thick layer of sweat. As I looked closer, I noticed that there was a large dark purple-looking bruise on his neck while the veins had turned a sickening black in his neck. I noticed that the black had spread up his neck towards his face and downwards towards the rest of his body. I felt myself freeze in terror at what I saw. I knew what this meant but I did not want to believe it.
I looked up towards Ser Bryan who was still knelt at my mother's side. “Ser Byran could…could you look at my mother's neck and tell me what you see please?”, I asked softly. He looked up at me with confusion and was about to ask why but at my tearful eyes and pleading look he did as I asked.
“What is wrong Valyria? What is wrong with Muña and Kepa?”, questioned Rhaerys but I ignored her question in favor of looking at Ser Byran and when he looked up at me after a moment, I knew that my mother was in the same boat as my father.
I took a deep breath to help calm myself down enough to not let my tears flow, I had to be strong for my sisters. I let out the breath I was holding and looked up towards my sisters who all wore concerned expressions. “Kepa and Muña have been poisoned.”, I answered with a soft broken voice. The silence was deafening in the cockpit of the ship. I looked at my sister's expressions and was not surprised at what I saw because I knew it matched my own. An expression full of shock, despair, sadness, and anger. My hand trembled as I said, “We need to move them towards the medical bay. We must see if we can cure what is ailing them and if we cannot…then we must make them comfortable in their last moments.” My throat tightened up as I finished that horrible sentence. I saw the heartbroken and resigned look on my sister's faces, and it both broke my heart and set my blood afire. I felt the need to destroy those who have harmed my parents and who have caused my sweet sisters such despair and anguish.
Shaking my head to rid myself of those thoughts and motioned for Ser Simon and Ser Colton, Maelenya’s and Naenyra’s personal guard, to help my father up and towards the med bay while Ser Byran scooped my mother up into his arms and followed the rest of us to the medical bay. It did not take us very long to arrive as we all walked at a fast pace but not fast enough to cause our mother and father too much pain. When we arrived, Ser Byran, Ser Simon and Ser Colton placed our mother and father on two beds that were beside each other. As I looked at our mother and father, I felt helpless as to what to do, I did not know where to start as I had no idea what type of poison had been used on them. I have never seen any type of poison like this before. Shaking myself out of my stupor I turned towards the others with a grim determination.
“Rhaerys I want you to use Blood Magic to see what is ailing mother and father, we should be able to come up with an antidote once we know what is wrong.”.
Rhaerys nodded her head towards me and approached mother and father. She grabbed a scalpel and made a cut on each of our parent's arms before placing one hand on each cut. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and a red glow appeared over each hand signaling that the spell had been cast. I watched my sister's face and expressions closely to see if I could gather anything based on her expressions. Suddenly her face twisted into a mixture of confusion and concern which in turn concerned not only me but everyone else. She quickly stepped away from them with a gasp as tears leaked from eyes. Quickly Maelenya, Naenyra and myself rushed to her side to comfort her from whatever has made her so distressed.
“Sis, what happened? What have you found out?”, questioned Naenyra with concern evident in her tone.
She trembled and more tears leaked out of her eyes as she answered, “I…I did not find anything. The poison is not like anything I have ever seen. It is fast acting and extremely aggressive. That’s all I could find out.”.
“What are you saying, Rhaerys?”, asked Maelenya softly.
“I’m saying that there is nothing we can do for them…Kepa and Muña…are going to die.”, she confessed as her tears began to pour out of her eyes.
I stared at her brokenly as tears began to fall from my eyes. I could not - did not want to believe what I was hearing. I felt myself begin to tremble; my breathing began to get fast as I struggled to process this information. ‘They’re going to die. They’re going to die. Why them? What did they do wrong? What did we do wrong? Why are the Gods and Goddesses punishing us? WHAT DID WE DO WRONG?!?!’ I questioned mentally. This was not supposed to happen, everything was fine just a little while ago and now, now it is all ruined.
I flinched as a hand suddenly appeared on my shoulder and I looked to my right to see my sister Rhaerys staring at me with a small broken smile on her face as tears too leaked from her eyes. “Come Val, we need to make sure they are comfortable until…until they pass.”, she said softly. I nodded my head as I just stared at her blankly and with that, we all began the task of making the King and Queen, our father and mother, Kepa and Muña, comfortable in their final moments.
I silently stood in front of one of the metal examination tables as I folded my mother and father’s old dirty and blooded clothes. We had just finished changing and washing our parent's wounds. We had taken off their armor, weapons and old clothes and changed them into soft shirts and pants to make them more comfortable. It still didn’t seem real; our parents are dying and there is nothing we can do to stop it. I clenched the dirty shirt in my hands as my thoughts began to wonder. ‘Why them? They are good people, good parents! They are a good King and Queen! So why them?’.
I moved my gaze over to my twin and my youngest sister, Naenyra and Maelenya. They were both scrubbing down our parents' armor and weapons as they would need to be cleaned for the funeral that would be held when we arrived at our destination. I saw them quietly speaking to each other, and what they were conversing about I decided not to try and listen to as it was between them alone. I then moved my gaze over to my eldest sister Valyria who was sitting between our parents’ beds diligently wiping their foreheads free of any sweat that accumulated. I felt my heartbreak for our elder sister who I knew could not bring herself to leave our parents' sides. I knew she mostly was still struggling to process that they were dying like the rest of us were. It was heartbreaking for all of us, but I knew it was hitting Valyria differently. She is our Kepa and Muña’s first born child, the Heir to our houses and Kingdom, she is the Princess and future Queen to the entire Valyrian race. She knew that her time to become Queen was to happen soon but not this soon, not in this horrible and tragic way. Her coronation was supposed to be a beautiful and delightful day but now she has been robbed of that. She now has to face the reality that she will be Queen much sooner than she wishes and that she will have to do so without the help and guidance of our parents.
I knew Valyria was trying to be strong for the rest of us, to not show weakness, to be the supportive and strong elder sister that she has always been to us but I could see the shakiness in her hands as she wiped the foreheads of our parents with a wet cloth, I could see the slight tremble of her lips as she desperately tried to hold back her tears. I could see the heartbroken and anguished look in her eyes as she stared at our parents' faces with a lost and hopeless look on her face. I felt my eyes well up with tears as I gazed at my elder sister, who is known to be strong, willful, hopeful, and loving now reduced to a mere shell of her former self due to the news that was delivered moments ago. I wanted so desperately to go over to her and comfort her, but I knew that my presence and comfort would not be appreciated right now.
‘What could we have done to prevent this? Every last one of us was trained to fight and defend our home and yet we coward away in the ship waiting for Kepa and Muña to return to us. Why didn’t we do anything? Why didn’t I do anything to help?’. I was brought out of my depressing thoughts from the shout of Valyria.
“Everyone! They’re waking up! They’re waking up!”.
I quickly jogged over to their side along with everyone else. As I approached the beds, I saw that both mother and father’s eyes were badly bloodshot, to the point where the whites of their eyes were almost covered all the way. I felt my heart stop as I took in their condition, they were getting worse. I looked over at Naenyra and Maelenya, who stood with all of our personal guards, to see that they too were pale in the face with wide anguished eyes. I finally turned my sights to Valyria and what I saw made my heart break and my stomach become tied in knots. I had never seen my elder sister look so defeated and lost. She was holding their hands with a blank, broken gaze in her eyes while she bit her lower lip to hold back her tears. I could see she was struggling to hold back her tears and cries, to be strong not only for us but for our parents now. I saw our Kepa was opening his mouth, but his throat must have been dry as he was struggling to speak. I signaled for Ser Arvin, my personal guard, to get our Kepa a glass of water.
In no time Ser Arvin was back with the glass of water and handed it to Valyria, as she is the one sitting closest to our parents. I watched as she helped sit our Kepa up and drink the water. Once he downed the water, he looked over towards the rest of us and motioned for us to approach. We all gathered around our parents and waited for him to start.
“I am relieved to see all of you safe and sou - *cough* *cough* - sound. How long have your mother and I been out?”, he questioned hoarsely.
“You have been out for a little while but not that long Kepa. We are all safe now…thanks to you and Muña.”, I replied softly.
“Good, I’m glad. There seems to be something that you aren’t telling us though.”, our mother suddenly replied. We all looked over to her and saw she was sitting up too.
“What aren’t you telling us little ones?”, softly questioned our father. We all looked towards each other before Valyria took a deep breath and turned her gaze towards our father.
“We have discovered that Muña and you have been poisoned Kepa, there…there is no cure. Forgive me Kepa, I have failed. Forgive me please.”, pleaded Valyria as a few tears escaped her eyes. I took a step towards her to comfort her, but father and mother beat me to it. Father pulled her into his side while mother carefully leaned over and rubbed her hand over her arm to help calm her down.
“It is my fault you are both like this, I am sorry. I am so sorry. I should have gone with both of you to help, I should have helped evacuate the Kingdom better instead of sitting around and doing nothing. I should-”
“I failed as your Heir Kepa. I failed as the princess-”
“Dear One, this is not your fault. You could not have done anything-”
“YES IT IS!!”, shouted Valyria causing everyone to flinch away from her. “It is my fault! I was not there when I needed to be. I failed as a Princess, as the future Queen as our people! I failed as your Heir Kepa! I failed as your daughter! This is my fault, if I had been there Muña and you would not be like this!”
“ENOUGH VALYRIA THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT!!”, exclaimed our father finally getting Valyria to stop her rant. Valyria stared at our father with her mouth wide open and tears slowly running down her face.
“This is not your fault Issa byka zaldrīzes. You have to believe your Muña and I, this is not your fault. You have not failed as my Heir or as the future Queen of our people and you most certainly have NOT failed us as our daughter Valyria!”, our father softly said to Valyria as he kissed her head and as our mother continued to rub her arm and softly murmur words of comfort in Valyrian. At this point Valyria was beginning to calm down, though her breathing was still slightly erratic from her earlier rant.
After a moment of Muña and Kepa soothing Valyria she finally calmed down even though some tears fell from her eyes. I knew that even though she let out a part of what she was feeling there was still more to come from her, and I knew that when our parents finally passed, which would be soon, everything that she was bottling would finally be released and everyone would need to be prepared for that. I was brought out of my observations by the sounds of our parents coughing horrendously. I looked at them to see that they were coughing quite badly but what scared me the most was the blood I saw coming out as they coughed. Springing forward I grabbed a spare cloth on a tray in front of me and wiped our mother's mouth while Valyria wiped our father's mouth. It took a few moments for them to stop coughing, but when they did, I shared a concerned look with Valyria, and I knew that the time left with our parents was ending sooner than we thought.
As I looked closer at our parents, I noticed that their skin was even paler than before, their entire body was caked in sweat now and their eyes were entirely red. I let out a shuddering breath as it hit me that they were going to die now. I knelt down next to our mother and took her hands in mine as I let the tears fall. I heard Naenyra and Maelenya approach as well as they stood next to Valyria and I. A gentle hand lifts my chin up and I was met with the sad but smiling face of our mother. As I looked at her, I saw in her eyes that she accepted that her time was up, even though she did not wish to leave us. As I looked towards our father, I saw that he too accepted his fate. Balerion has come for them and no matter how much I do not want them to go, nobody can escape the God of Death himself.
“You cannot leave us Kepa, Muña. Please.”, pleaded Maelenya.
“There is nothing we can do Mae, Balerion has decided that it is their time to go. We have to accept that no matter how much we do not want them to go.”, answered Naenyra softly. Even though her answer was logical, and her tone was soft I could hear the heartbreak in every word she said.
“Now I know all of you are greatly upset by this, but you MUST listen to me right now My Loves. You and those left of our people are headed for a new world, this world is your new beginning. You are not to go back to our old home. It is not safe there any longer.”, instructed our mother.
“What are you talking about Muña?”, I questioned. ‘What does she mean by not returning?’.
She sighed as she adjusted herself to get comfortable. “Many, many years during the days before I birthed your sister Valyria, I had been having strange dreams. Dreams that showed the destruction of our home. At first, I thought them to be irrational fears or nightmares caused by the stress of ruling and pregnancy but then I began to realize what was happening. I was having Dragon Dreams-”, she then began coughing violently once more. I quickly gave her a cloth to cough into and once she was done there was even more blood than before. She gave a sad smile before continuing her tale.
“As I was saying, I was having Dragon Dreams. I did not know why I was having such dreams, but I was. I did not let your father know until after the birth of Valyria. From there on we both tried to decipher the meaning of my dreams and how we could prevent the destruction of our home. Sadly, it seems as though the destruction of our home could not have been prevented no matter what we tried. In the end we have learned that we were betrayed by one of our own.”
I felt my stomach drop when she finished. Our home was always meant to be destroyed it seems, but the worst part was that one of our own betrayed their own people! How could someone do such a thing?
“Who? Who betrayed us?”, whispered Valyria. I could practically hear the fury hidden in her soft voice.
“It…It was Jaehaenar Maentalor.”, timidly answered our father.
Suddenly Valyria began to curse in Valyrian, startling all of us as she did not typically curse at all. I could practically feel the fury and anger coming off her body in waves. I wanted so badly to calm her down, but I knew better. Valyria, when angry, was extremely dangerous and not to be messed with.
“Relax Valyria, you cannot do anything to Jaehaenar. He is dead.”, declared father weakly.
“Your father is right, Jaehaenar was killed by none other than Josian Toyne. The cowards worked together to destroy our home. They knew right where to hit the Kingdom to make it collapse. I know you are feeling vengeful Valyria, but you must know that there is NOTHING that you can do now for our former home. You have to make a new home for the people and for yourselves. The hard truth is that your father and I will not be here to help rule now Valyria. YOU will be Queen Valyria and you…you must…be ready…for…that time is now.”, mother trailed off as she suddenly slid down the bed as her breathing rapidly began to slow.
“Mother!”, we exclaimed as we sprung to her side.
“It is…no use My Loves…the poison has spread throughout our entire body. Rhaegon…My Love…we must say goodbye.”
“You…You are right Valerys. My beautiful girls come here.”, he pleaded. Naenyra, Maelenya and myself gathered around our father and mother with Valyria in the middle.
“Now listen closely My Dears -*cough* *cough*- you must look out for one another, you four are what’s left of your mother and I. Take care of each other, help each -*cough* *cough*- help each other grow.”
“Maelenya, my youngest and most gentle daughter, never change who you are -*cough*- for the sake of others. You are the most peaceful one of the bunch but that does not make you weak. You are the voice of reason amongst your sisters. You have your mother’s gentle spirit, even if she will say she is anything but gentle. I remember when you were young, Valyria would bring you with her to some council meetings -*cough*- and you would sit there listening so intently for one so young. When you would speak up everyone would listen to you closely for you have the gentlest of voices, a voice blessed by the Gods and Goddesses to hypnotize those around. You would come up with the most simple and peaceful of solutions when the council could not agree on a matter. I know that you will use that peaceful nature of yours to help your sister rule our people well, you will help be the voice of reason during battle, you will help keep the peace during Valyria’s reign. You will be Maelenya The Peaceful.”
“Naenyra, the youngest of my twins, you are the one who is most connected to the animals and plants surrounding us. You -*cough* *cough*- You have a way with animals unlike anything I have ever seen. You helped take care of the animals in our former Kingdom and gave them a better quality of life. I remember that from an early age every animal that was in your presence seemed drawn to you. Never have I seen any animal be more peaceful than with you. You could tame even the fiercest of lions or tigers, calm the wildest of horses with your gentle touch. You rode your first horse at the age of 7, a feat not even I was able to accomplish. I remember the first magic -*cough* *cough* *cough*- you wished to master was Beast Taming magic. When you finally mastered it the joy on your face was so infectious it caused everyone you told to feel the same joy as you. With the help of this magic, you connected with the animals around us and helped others understand that the creatures in our Kingdom were not just animals but living beings who had thoughts and emotions just like us. You helped others understand that the livestock which became our food in the end needed to be thanked for their sacrifice so that we could. You would spend so many hours among the animals that you would come home caked in mud, grass stains on your clothes and other things that we will not mention, hahahaha. With such an incredible magic mastered I know that you will tame even the most ferocious beast on the new world we are heading to. You will be Naenyra; The Tamer of Beasts.”
“Rhaerys, the eldest of my twins, you are the most levelheaded of your siblings. Known for your calm demeanor and rational decisions. Even when egged on by an arrogant Lord or Lady you would never raise your voice at them but instead would stab them with the sharp words that came from your mouth. So clever and smart you are. You would disguise your insults to others in words sugarcoated with a false sweetness and kindness, everyone but us was fooled when you did this. You, My Dear, will be an amazing advisor to your sister, I just know it. *cough* *cough* Oh, Rhaerys I remember when you would pretend to be the future Hand for Valyria. You would always talk in this deep and commanding voice, making your mother and I laugh as you did so. At first, I thought it was some childish fantasy that you were creating but as you got older you really did become that future Hand. Whenever you sit in on the council meetings with Valyria and I, I watch as you observe every movement made by anyone, hang onto every word spoken by either myself, Valyria or the Lords and Ladies of the Council. I watched as you became the future Hand to the Queen through your own ways, not taught by me but by yourself. You have grown exponentially. I cannot tell you how proud I was when you found your voice for the first time in the Council. I remember it like it was yesterday, Lady Bara had been ranting on and on about her ideas to better the situation with the Solyra people, her ideas were outrageous in general, but nobody could get a word in between her rants. Finally, it seemed as if your sister had had enough and when she began to speak, I recall Lady Bara had interrupted her AND insulted -*cough* *cough* *cough*- insulted her. The silence in the meeting room was deafening and the rage I felt was indescribable but before I could speak you stood up so quietly and calmly as if nothing were wrong. Then you opened your mouth and unleashed a tongue lashing I had only seen your mother do. You spoke so calmly and steadily but everyone could hear the rage hidden in your words. The way Lady Bara’s face paled at each word you spoke was so amusing I had to bite my lip to keep from smiling in both amusement and pride. When you finally finished, I remember the way you calmly dismissed her from the Council room and when she refused to leave the way you ordered the guards to drag and throw her out was the best thing that had happened all day. I was SO proud of you -*cough*- in that moment Rhaerys. From that moment on I just KNEW that you were destined to become Hand of the Queen for your sister. I know now that this is the role you were made for My Dear. You will be Rhaerys, The Hand of the Queen.”
The trembling of my lips became more aggressive as our father said his final words to us. I could see the tears falling from my sister’s eyes. I knew they were struggling to hold in their sobs and cries for I too was in the same shape. Hearing our father struggling to say his final words was rough but seeing him cough out blood as he did so was heartbreaking. But through this, he kept a smile on his face with love and pride in his eyes as he looked at each of us as he addressed us. Finally, he moved his gaze over to Valyria and I knew this was going to be rough on both him and Valyria. The bond they shared was indescribable. I moved closer to Valyria and placed a hand on her shoulder, seeing me do this, Maelenya and Naenyra did the same as well. We would be our sisters' support through this.
“Valyria…My sweet, sweet Valyria. My Heir and eldest child. Forgive me Tala for the pain my words have caused your sisters, forgive me for the pain I am about to cause y -*cough* *cough*- you. The first time I laid eyes on you when you were born was the happiest moment of my life. You looked so small as I held you in my hands, I feared I was going to hurt you if I even moved the slightest bit. The moment when our eyes first locked, I knew that you were destined for remarkable things. Have I ever told you why your mother and I named you Dragonborn?”
She shook her head at his question causing him to let out a weak chuckle before continuing.
“We named you Dragonborn because on the day of your birth a baby dragon was hatched by Jaehaenar Maentalor.”
My eyes widened in shock at his admission. I could see the same shock in the other's eyes as well for the very idea seemed ludicrous for dragons have not been hatched in centuries. How could Jaehaenar Maentalor manage to have hatched one?
“I know, I too was just as shocked as you at the time as was your mother. Sadly, the hatchling did not survive more than a day. Your mother and I did not even come up with your name in all honesty. An incredibly old friend of ours did, Rosie Mervillian was her name. She was a servant for your mother and I, she was the one to come up with your name.”
“What happened to her?”, weakly questioned Valyria but he just shook his head.
“My beautiful girl, how proud I am to have seen you grow into the wonderful and beautiful women you have become. You have made me SO proud, it has brought me so much joy to see you grow up into the beautiful Queen that you will be. I am sorry your mother and I will not be here to see you become Queen. I love your sisters so VERY much, but you are my first born, my baby girl, my little Dragonborn. *cough* *cough* I remember when you first sat on the Throne with me as I met with some delegations, you were smiling so noticeably big that I was afraid your cheeks would be sore afterwards. You sat on my lap as we talked, you were so silent I was worried that you had fallen asleep but when I looked down, I saw that you were watching the proceedings with great interest for one so young. I remember when you first began your training with weapons and magic, I was beyond worried you would get hurt but in the end, I had nothing to worry over for you excelled at everything your mother and I threw at you. The first time you beat me in a sword match, I cannot tell you how proud I was and when you mastered your first magical ability the joy and happiness that radiated from you was something I will always remember. Your strength and magical capabilities know no bounds; you can become something this world has never seen. With your sisters at your side, I know for a fact that you will be an amazing Queen -*cough* *cough* *cough*. This world you and your sisters are traveling to will not know what hit them, you have the power to change whatever stands in your way. I know you fear the power you hold inside of you but please, do not be afraid to let your power flow through, do not be afraid to let your inner dragon out Valyria. The power you hold inside of you will -*cough*- change the world as you know it. Your mother has foreseen you standing above your fallen enemies with chains and collars thrown at your feet. She says she could hear people calling you a strange phrase we have never heard. Amadel, is what they called you. Your mother saw the people reaching out to you with love and hope shining in their eyes. She foresaw a strange man with long inky black hair with the bluest eyes standing just behind your shoulder, staring at you with the deepest love and adoration shining in his eyes. She foresaw you kneeling as a crown is placed upon your head with an army of dragons behind you, roaring as one. You, my dearest girl, are meant for something bigger than you can imagine. You will be Valyria, The Mother of Dragons.”.
As he finished, I looked at Valyria to see she had her head bowed with her shoulders shaking violently as she brought her and father’s connected hands to her forehead. I could hear her breathing hitch now and again as she stifled her cries of sorrow. I along with the others squeezed her shoulders in a show of silent support. I knew that the heartbreak and anguish we were feeling was bad but compared to Valyria ours was nothing. She silently shook her head in despair. I suddenly felt a hand on my arm, and I turned my head to see our mother looking at us sadly with a smile on her face.
“Muña.”, I gasped, which caught the attention of the others.
“Do not despair My Little Loves. I know this is hard for you all but know that your father and I will be watching you from The Dragon Garden’s. Your father has said enough on both of our behalf's, I love you four so very much. Always be true to yourself My Loves, do not change who you are for the sake of others. My little Maelenya, do not ever let others bring you down. As your father said, you are the voice of reason amongst you all. Stay true to that and you will be led astray. I personally sealed away the books containing the history and meetings of Aedar Targaryen The Just. I know you admired him for his peaceful and just solutions. They were -*cough* *cough*- were hard to find during the attack but I saved them just for you. Oh Naenyra, for you I sealed away every animal on Senetera. I had this planned a long time ago when the signs that our Kingdom was going to be attacked. That 5 year trip I made by myself all those years ago? Well, this is the reason for it. When you began mastering the Beast Taming Magic, I just knew I had to make the trip. Do not worry Dear the animals are all safe inside the scrolls. The scrolls have been customized by me so that the animals stay asleep until they are released from the scrolls. I had them hidden away in your father and I’s bedchambers. Along with the scrolls are journals containing all the knowledge on the animals and what habitats would be best suited for them. For you Rhaerys, I have -*cough*- sealed away the journals and books containing the knowledge from all the Hand’s of the King or Queen that came before your father and I. You can use their knowledge to help better yourself as a Hand of the Queen. In the journals are their thoughts and secrets on what makes a successful Hand. Your father had them stored away specifically for you. I know you will use them wisely. Finally, for you Valyria, I have sealed away every single journal and book that contains knowledge on the Kings and Queens that preceded you. They contain their innermost thoughts, feelings, and ideas. With their knowledge you can help make yourself a better ruler. But I had done this years prior, your real gift from me, and to your sisters, are all the dragon eggs I found stashed away in the Treasury.”.
I felt my breath leave me as she finished. ‘Dragon eggs? How is this possible?’. I could see the same question in my sister’s eyes as well. This almost did not sound real.
“How is this-”, began Valyria but mother interrupted her.
“I do not know how, when, or why but all I know is that YOU are destined to hatch them Valyria along with your sisters. Your father is right -*cough* *cough*- I had Dragon Dreams of your future. You have always been fascinated by dragons and have had a deep connection with our history with them. This -*cough* *cough* *cough*- fascination and connection is what makes you the Mother of Dragons in my dreams. I know our history says that a Valyrian is only able to bond with one dragon, but you were destined to bond with many dragons not just one. *cough* *cough* The Gods and Goddesses have big plans for you Valyria but just know that your sisters will stand with you till the very end. I am sorry that we must leave you so soon My Loves but know we will be watching you every step of the way.”
When she finished, she laid back down and reached out to us. I held her hand along with the others and a soft sob finally escaped my throat. I heard Maelenya and Naenyra begin to softly sob as well but when I did not hear Valyria’s cries, I looked over to see that she had her head down with her eyes squeezed shut and gritting her teeth to keep her cries from escaping. I felt both irritation and anguish course through my blood at my sister refusing to sob and cry in front of us, still trying to be strong in front of everyone. I looked around me and noticed that Ser Arvin and the others too had tears falling from their eyes, but they had their heads bowed in respect to our dying parents.
“Could you - *cough* *cough*- sing Valyria? Sing anything Dear One. Sad, Happy, Joyful, whatever you wish -*cough*- just please sing.”, pleaded our father.
“Please Valyria sing for us…”, agreed our mother.
I saw Valyria tense up for just a split second before she nodded her head. When she lifted her head, I felt as if my stomach had dropped to the floor. Her face had tears running down it, like all of us, but what really got me was the dead, defeated and haunted look in her eyes. It looked as if she were truly dead, no light shined in her eyes, but I could see just the tiniest hint of determination in them as well, determination to fulfill our parents' last wish. I watched as she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. For a moment there was silence, only broken by our parents' soft and labored breathing, then she began to sing.
“Jagon sōvegon, zȳhon ondor
Kȳndravegon, se zōbrie ondor
Zaldrīzot, āeksia ossēnātās”
Zȳhon lēdys, jagon sōvegon
Zaldrīzot lēdys, jagon sōvegon”
“Nādīnagon, jēdaris ossor
Se ozārȳla, se zȳhys raqiros
Kessa lī zijo, ziry rijas
Zaldrīzot, āeksia ossēnātās”
Zȳhon lēdys, jagon sōvegon
Zaldrīzot lēdys, jagon sōvegon”
As she sang, her soft but sad voice brought a whole wave of new tears to my eyes. The song itself was beautiful but sad, it was meant for funerals or…or when you sang someone to sleep until Balerion came for their souls. It was what she was doing right now. As she continued to sing, I watched our parents’ faces, I saw smiles appear on their faces, I saw peace finally take over the pain that previously occupied them. Finally, as Valyria finished the chorus I watched as our parents breathed their last breath. They had finally passed on, with smiles on their faces.
Issa byka zaldrīzes-My little dragon
Amadel-???(find out later in the story)
Song: (song was generated by ChatGPT, sorry for any mistakes I just wanted to try it out)
Jagon sōvegon, zȳhon ondor-Gone forever, lost in time
Nādīnagon, jārodas ozor-Never returning, swallowed by the earth
Kȳndravegon, se zōbrie ondor-Disappeared, without a trace
Zaldrīzot, āeksia ossēnātās-The dragon sleeps, in eternal rest
Sōvegon, sōvegon-Gone forever, gone forever
Zȳhon lēdys, jagon sōvegon-Forever lost, gone forever
Sōvegon, sōvegon-Gone forever, gone forever
Zaldrīzot lēdys, jagon sōvegon-The dragon sleeps, in eternal rest
Nādīnagon, jēdaris ossor-Never returning, fading away
Se ozārȳla, se zȳhys raqiros-To the land of the dead, to the realm of shadows
Kessa lī zijo, ziry rijas-In the darkness, weeping souls
Zaldrīzot, āeksia ossēnātās-The dragon sleeps, in eternal rest
Sōvegon, sōvegon-Gone forever, gone forever
Zȳhon lēdys, jagon sōvegon-Forever lost, gone forever
Sōvegon, sōvegon-Gone forever, gone forever
Zaldrīzot lēdys, jagon sōvegon-The dragon sleeps, gone forever
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