Alliances - 6|II

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Now they practically arrived at Dragonstone, but something bothered the prince.
On their way he swear having seen one of the three wild dragons.
A pale grey-white, the color of morning mist.




They arrived, landing in the dragon's yard.
The yard was made to welcome big dragons, but with Vhagar and Balerion the yard was easily dwarfed.





The castelan, ser Robert Quince, rushed himself to welcome the couple.
Out of breath when he arrived, he was fat.
Even fatter than a pig you could say.
The sight revulsed Aerys and amused Laena.




"My prince, my lady.
Prince Daemon warned me from your eventual venue.
Dragonstone is yours."





"And why my uncle isn't here?"





"That I can't tell, my prince.
He didn't tell me anything."




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