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arc i timeskip / the prince of summerhall

not  much  is  known  of  the  prince  of  summerhall  in  the  aftermath  of  the  dragon's  battle.  some  proclaim  that  zeokas'  rumblings  echoed  long  into  the  night,  breaking  only  when  the  sun  rose  on  the  ruins  of  king's  landing.  others  murmur  that  aelyx  was  drenched  in  blood  when  they  dismounted  their  dragon,  their  violet  eyes  dark  with  violence.  and  worse  yet,  there  were  few  who  wondered  if  aelyx  had  a  hand  in  rhaeys'  supposed  death,  only  quieted  when  the  queen  finally  declared  her  heir  still  breathed.

as  written  in  scrolls  before,  and  what  will  be  written  in  them  long  after,  a  semblance  of  truth  hides  in  each  whisper.

zeokas  didn't  quiet  until  his  dragonrider  finally  stopped  directing  him  from  lifting  rocks;  piercing  golden  eyes  watched  as  the  spare  finally  stopped  searching  for  survivors  and  succumbed  to  tears.  the  prince  was  bloodstained,  but  none  of  it  was  his;  violet  eyes  burned  in  despair  at  what  they  witnessed.  and  even  if  they  didn't  strike  the  devastating  blow  on  rhaeys  and  maegor,  they  didn't  save  him  either;  and  that's  the  same  as  killing  him,  isn't  it?

in  the  following  months,  aelyx  shoved  grief  and  guilt  aside  for  duty.  in  rhaeys'  absence,  they  stepped  forward  to  handle  heir  duties.  an  act  that  they  quietly  and  forcefully  repeated  was  temporary.  they  relearned  the  place  that  had  raised  them,  after  years  away  at  summerhall.  aelyx  was  left  with  much  to  catch  up  to  aide  the  queen  ---  and  yet  they  found  a  partner  in  family.  just  as  the  two  fought  together  in  the  skies,  so  too  did  calyx  and  aelyx  work  together  in  the  absence  of  heir  and  their  other  siblings.

and  through  it  all,  aelyx  would  lock  themself  in  the  hall  of  records.  there  were  no  visits  to  summerhall,  fewer  rides  with  zeokas,  so  many  ravens  waiting  for  reply.  but  the  disappearance  of  the  last  dragon  haunted  them.  the  beast  faded  ---  like  magic.  over  the  course  of  the  three  months,  aelyx  nearly  tore  through  every  scroll  related  to  the  blood  of  dragons,  hunting  for  any  mention  of  magic  the  dragons  could  wield  on  their  own.  the  waking  moments  not  spent  tending  to  the  realm  and  the  aftermath  of  the  siege  were  dedicated  to  taking  notes,  trying  to  find  connections,  doubting  nearly  every  thought  had  as  a  fool's  errand.

and  yet  ----  aelyx  is  desperate  to  know  where  the  onyx  dragon  disappeared  to,  and  what  preparations  their  family  must  take.  for  they  believe  all  of  them  will  be  called  to  dragon  battle  once  more.  and  no  one  else,  rider  or  dragon,  should  die.

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task --- arc i timeskip lady adrienne arryn

The night the Red Keep came ablaze had been an ordinary one for Adrienne Arryn, and she was asleep. No sooner had her husband woken her and professed the dread about to ravage the keep --- "dragons" --- than she noticed temperatures rising and foundations rumbling in the tower. In their descent from quarters into the flow of rushing nobles, all turned to chaos, with bumping about, screams and rubble piling up from the collapsing keep. At some point, something or someone pushed her aside and she vigorously hit her head. That's where her memories of that night ended. The next time she woke up, Adrienne was back at the Eyrie, and she found Antony seating steadfast at the side of her bed, guarding her. It had been less than two days since the attack. In the time she was out, not only did her husband ensure she wasn't trampled by the crowd or crushed by rocks and returned her safely to her home, but he effectively acted as her regent at court, making a series of critical decisions, chiefly shutting down the Eyrie's gates. Not every minor coice had been made exactly as she would have, but that was the point --- surprisingly, the world hadn't ended. If anything could have happened for Antony to earn Adrienne's vow of trust, it was her realization that, in her time of most vulnerability and his time of most power, he'd done nothing but protect her and the Vale's best interests. This significantly changed her posture towards him, sparking a deep sense of gratitude that very soon evolved to love and devotion to match his. It was only right to have him knighted him for his bravery and service, and so she did. Even if the couple still had their differences, they now worked together, and no longer against each other. Word around the Eyrie was that, even amidst the growing political tension at court, a much delayed honeymoon season finally bloomed for the Arryns.

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ooc note: This task was a very good opportunity to set some headcanons in stone and go deeper into plotting points, specially re: Adrienne and Antony's dynamic before and after the attack. So if you read something in a thread that contradicts what's written here, pls disregard it! For all effects, this drabble will be considered canonical truth for Adrienne, from this point forward.