Daemon Targ. The Rouge prince of westeros and younger brother of Viserys was curriently in dragon pit. One of the places he enjoyed to be in company of his Dragon Caraxes. Right now he was feeding the bloody beast when he heard a loud crash. Caraxes like his rider looked in direction of sound and when they saw it Daemon's violet eyes filled with tears. A rare expression on his face. His wife and niece Rhaenyra looked at him with suprised look but soom the man started running to a black dragon with red tips on the spikes that were placed to his back. The rouge prince runned to the injured dragon and fell on his knees next to the beast.

"Oh Virena..."

He whispered in tone that sounded both shocked and happy.