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299 AC
The Summer Sea
Cirilla Blackfyre
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I glare at Helaena and hope she sees my frustration and stress from the past few days, her brilliant idea to agree to our captor's plans. We escaped out of Volantis and away from all the threats other than the one we were traveling with. When we got to the ships with our gold and gifts our friendly helpers decided to remove all deception and tell us the truth.
They are Targaryen men and women who came for various reasons, most of the damn women are related to one man as well! That man is Oberyn Martell and not Mehrune Sand as we believed and the second sons were always in his employ and just collecting extra gold off us. They offered to let us defend ourselves with a sword or come with them to be judged by the King.
King Eragon Targaryen and his hundred wives of the Summer kingdom or some shit, this is ridiculous. They want the dragons they can have them, the lazy shits only eat and sleep while we are hostages. Helaena doesn't even have the decency to look scared anymore and only skips around excitedly at the prospect of seeing the Summer Isles. A place she has long been interested in and swore we would see before we ever saw Westeros.
I now know she was right, as she oddly is about some things that hurt my head. But is she right about what awaits us at the Summer kingdom, about the Targaryens?
She said opportunity to be something real and remembered awaits us on the Islands that are conquered by our biggest foes. The chance to escape from what we would have been and become real dragons and only then will we see Westeros. Without this, she said we would never see the lands we have long dreamed of as a family. A cruel twist of the knife is she seems so set on this before I even could think about it.
Blackfyre in hand and ready to die defending her and she agrees on both of our behalf, to become slaves to the red dragon. The black dragon died in Volantis, no maybe it was long dead and we only wished it was not. A corpse carried around and paraded for a cause that draws me so they can claim lands they have no real claim to. Just as our claim is long washed away but we pushed for it regardless. We stood no chance and we all knew it but we still went for it because it was what came naturally.
Helaena never seemed to care but now she seems happy about this next 'step' as she calls it. She is eager to do something for the first time in a long time, only the eggs excited her like this in recent times. That turned out to be a miracle and a half with the eggs hatching and becoming something that gave hope and doomed us. Will this also give us hope while dooming us to an even worse situation?
I can see a few outcomes and none of them are different from what would have happened in Volantis. Death would be preferable to what I have in mind, Eragon does have more wives than I care to remember names and I do not doubt his lust for more. He will snap us up like Daemeon snaps up a fish after cooking it in his black and red flames.
"Stop bouncing around before I push you over the edge." I growl at my sister as she carries around Serral and Jadewing with a happy laugh escaping her.
"Ciri..." She looks down at her feet and shuts her eyes tight as I sigh.
"Just calm down, I am about to die of a burst heart from all this shit going on and you are just a happy little lamb. I can't watch it anymore, just sit with me and await our death in peace." She kicks at the boards of the ship with Jadewing standing on her shoulder and letting out a hiss.
The dragon's displeasure at me every time I lash out is starting to get annoying, they bite and whip with their tail whenever they are angry but gods forbid I speak up. They got us into this situation and they don't have the decency to even try to stay out of my eyesight to not anger me even more.
"If I get raped because of you four I am going to take you all down with me in your sleep." Serral hisses but the other two ignore me, unlike my sister who frowns.
"You are not going to be raped, neither of us is going to be raped. Cant, you just listen to me and stop worrying about everything all the damn time." Her face slightly reddens as she curses for the first time in forever and scowls at me.
The dragon's anger coming out looks so foreign on her.
"Yea whatever, your perfect little dragon King you seem to know as if you grew up with him and not me is not going to kill or rape us. I would believe you if I also did not know that he is quite famous for being a lusty man almost as bad if not worse than Aegon the Unworthy. Open your eyes Helaena he only wants two things from us and he won't get mine without blood spilling." A knock on the cabin door alerts me and I jump up and draw Blackfyre they keep foolishly leaving with me.
Something about not wanting me to have a reason to feel in danger, I say it's because they want me to let my guard down.
I still block my sister with my body to protect her from the danger that knocked on it even if she is a blind fool. Dreams she might have but dreams have never done a Blackfyre any good and led us to ruin more than once. I don't see how this will be any different and so I need to keep my eyes open for an opportunity.
"I have some more food for the dragons and yourselves if you would have some." I hear the voice of Oberyn and soon the door opens with him holding a hand up and a plate of meat in the other hand.
One of his daughters is holding some fruit and a waterskin behind him, this man that is famous for poison thinks I will eat anything he has touched. The dragons prove once more they are fools as they leap at the plate of meat with no hesitation.
"Just calm down, I would have killed you a lot sooner if I wanted you dead." He shakes his head as his daughter unloads the fruit and drink on the table.
"Not all poison is for killing, some is to weaken and could be used to make sure we are obedient for whatever you plan to do next." Everyone but me scrunch their face understanding what I am saying and Oberyn's daughter actually grits her teeth and goes slightly red.
"Leave it." He orders her as she looks ready to lash out and instead she storms out of the room. "You are right to be worried but you have no choice at this point but to go along. I suggest you don't try to anger every person you see from now on, I can't promise things go well if you anger the wrong people. But I can promise if you don't draw a blade and accuse people of wanting to rape you then you will be fine." He smiles and nods before walking out of the room shutting the door behind him and it remains unlocked.
I shake my head and drop back into my seat after moving Helaena out the way.
They might be right but I still feel uncomfortable, things turning out this way is not what I expected. I expected to die back there or narrowly escape and be on the run for the rest of our days, not sailing to the Targaryen's lands. Lands that are freshly conquered by the family our family branched off from and rebelled against.
How can I be expected to not act the way I am acting?
I fear for me and my sister and maybe the little shitheads who do nothing but eat and sleep and bite me. We are at the weakest we have ever been with no one but each other to watch out backs and I feel exposed. In Volantis we had people watching our backs solely so they can use us, at least then I knew I was reasonably safe. I knew they needed me and my sister alive for what they wanted from us.
But now I don't know what the people who will have 'power' over us will want and I can't help but feel my insides roll around at the thought of it.
Helaena sits with me and grabs both my hands and sets her head on my shoulder.
"It will be fine, we won't be killed anytime soon if we are meant to be killed at all." I groan as she only makes it sound worse but I stop myself from wiggling away from her.
Whatever will happen she seems fine with it and I am stuck with her since I have nowhere to go and because I won't leave her. If she wants to go down this path then I can only accompany her and see where it leads and hope it's not our end.
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299 AC
Summer Isles - Ebonhead
Eragon Targaryen
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"If you talked to them they would probably not be as on edge, they do not even know what is happening next." Nata mutters after I put out the flame Oberyn used to contact me.
"That is the point, this little torture is harmless in the grand scheme of things and deaths our two Houses have brought about. They will be fine when they get here and they will learn that so this little suffering they are experiencing is just a little revenge for the past." Nata sighs and shakes her head.
"You said you would not judge them but you already are, you wanted to try and see if Oberyn was right about them and yet you already have ideas about them before talking to them." I shrug and put up the candle for the night.
"They will be fine and it's nowhere near as bad as something that has happened between our houses." I also doubt talking to the fiery one will do anything from what I have seen from the flame and heard from Oberyn.
She is fiercely protective of her family and only has one left and is now backed into a corner protecting her sister. She will not listen and will have to see with her own eyes if I want to convince her so I won't waste my breath trying to calm her through a flame. Face-to-face is how I will convince Cirilla Blackfyre I have plans for her that end with her and her sister both living if they are smart.
Oberyn says he sees potential in them that he recommends I unearth, they have already bonded to two of the dragons anyway. There is no telling those dragons will pick one of my kids that's almost here any day. It wouldn't hurt to try and have them bond by killing the Blackfyres but I would look a fool if they never did.
Right now I have two helpless Blackfyres who are bonded with a dragon each and need help to not get turned into a broodmare or killed for dark magic. I will give them a chance but I won't hesitate to end them if they show even a hint of deception. I would rather see those three dragons turn wild and never bond with a rider if the opposite meant the Blackfyre betraying my trust.
Well, they won't be Blackfyres for much longer as the very name is a thorn in the flesh of House Targaryen. The sword itself will be used by a Targaryen in the future, that much is certain but the name will not be on a living man again.