Your brother, Viserys, grabbed you roughly by the throat, squeezing slightly, forcing you to look him in the eyes. He was seriously furious at the fact that you already owned two dragons, and his eggs were still petrified.

Viserys: What the hell is so special about you?

He was about to start strangling you, but Syrax and Ajax suddenly appeared behind your shoulders, growling gutturally and talking hostilely

Ajax: Hands off our mother. Or you will lose both your hands.

Viserys gritted his teeth and pulled back