Rain beat down on Lucerys as he and his drayon, Arrax, fly above the storm, flying hard in the stormy winds. He whips his head around a lot, trying to find his chaser, Aemond on Vhagar.

From beneath him, Vhagar roars from below and raises from the dark clouds. Lucerys pulls hard at his reins, making Arrax dive just in time.

"You can not run forever, nephew!" Aemond yells over the thunder in High Valyrian. Lucerys is terrified, and his fear is heightened when a deafening roar is heard over the storm. It wasn't Vhagar... It sounded... Bigger...

The already dark clouds below him darken even more, something big passing beneath him. A lightning strike nearby illuminates the figure, making the body of a large dragon stand out.

Aemond stares in disbelief at the size of the shadow, pulling hard at his own reins to get out of there as soon as possible. "Flee, Vhagar!" He commands, abandoning the chase of Lucerys

Arrax keeps flying out of fear, ignoring Lucerys's commands to flee.

From the clouds rises the dragon, a wild one by the look of it. But as lightning crashes around the dragon, it illuminates something on the back of the dragon... A rider...

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Rhaenyra already stands when the dragonrider enters the hall. From what Lucerys had told her, they had saved him from Aemond and Vhagar and that they had a dragon, maybe the same size as Balerion was. Maybe bigger...

Rhaenyra stares at the rider, her eyes scanning them for any threat. Her Queens Guard also watch the rider, hands on their sword hilts. "Who are you?" Rhaenyra commands, leaning forward and putting her hands on the large table