#my baby maenora i love her so much like

[a-song-for-ages]

Maelora: I would have liked to see Vhagar fly *thinks of how the Conqueror Queen would have looked atop her, not needing to urge her dragon to fly off into war*

Aemond: I could show you ?

Maelora, smiling, not really wanting to see Aemond fly for the hundredth time that day, but also not wanting to antagonise and make him feel foolish: I would like that very much, brother.

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Maelora, watching as Vhagar makes her descent, thinking, wondering, eyes entirely focused on the beast of Conquest before her, wondering how much of Visenya she retained, after all those years of her rider's death:

Vhagar, not liking the smell and look of death that radiates from the youngest Targaryen, about to burn it away, because what gets rid of the dead, easier than the fire of dragon's? : dracar -