Addam stretched out, his bones popping as he made his way down the sandy beach that resided on Dragonstone where his dragon, Seasmoke rested. Addam casted a glance at his newly-claimed dragon (though it was more like he was the newly-claimed one.) and gave a proud smile, it wasn't everyday that a bastard could achieve something as great as claiming a dragon.

Addam moved to give Seasmoke a pat on the side of the face before he sat down in the sand, leaning his back against Seasmoke's scaly underside whilst he rested his knees against his chest. The wind blew gently, the cool breeze moving throughout the night which created a peaceful atmosphere. Addams eyes closing in relaxation.

Addam's eyes suddenly opened as he heard Seasmoke let out a small chitter, his brow raising as he looked up at the dragon. Addam curiously watched as Seasmoke sat up slightly, his voice a small murmur.

"What's wrong?"

Then he heard it, the sound of sand being scraped to the side, and an excited reptilian purr breaking out into the night. That didn't belong to Seasmoke. Addam's gaze snapped forward, his body launching into a standing position as he watched a dragon approaching him and Seasmoke. Though Seasmoke seemed unbothered, perhaps even excited.

Then Addams eyes landed on her, a Velaryon Princess, the daughter of Princess Rhaenyra and his half-brother, Laenor Velaryon, as she dismounted her dragon and began to cautiously approach him. He could see the curiousity and perhaps even excitement in the Princesses eyes. Addam instantly straightened up, clearing his throat.

"Good evening, princess-"

Addam let out a choked noise of suprise as the Princesses dragon quickly pounced onto Seasmoke, the two dragons rolling around with trills of joy before they curled up next to eachother in the sand.