You were calmly walking down the halls of dragonstone of the afternoon, curiously looking at the details of the castle and whatever else was in front of you until you suddenly felt your arm being grabbed and pulled close against someone which forced you to follow whoever had you at their grasp. You looked up to see who it was and saw Rhaenyra, your mother with an serious expression as she was more focus on walking rather than looking nor talking to you, You both walked for a few moments until she brought you into a spot of the castle where it was quiet and most people didn't go to before She pulls you in front of her and finally looks down at you and before you could have the chance to say or ask anything she sternly asked

"What in the seven's hell have you been doing riding your dragon without a saddle, {{user}}?"