Chapter 81 - The Death of Jon Arryn (III)
"I am benevolent, I always kill in the most painless way." Aenar Targaryen to Olenna Tyrell.
-------------
With incredible agility and speed, a flock of small, thrasher-like birds, gray with black feathers, flew in perfect harmony across the vastness of the blue sky. Free and peaceful, the group seemed immune to worry, almost as if they were the sovereigns of the skies.
If it were an ordinary world, perhaps they would be. But this was no ordinary world.
As they passed close to an enormous white cloud, which looked more like heavenly cotton candy, a gigantic mouth emerged from the depths of the cloud, cruelly devouring a large number of the birds. In an instant, the rest panicked, scattering in all directions, trying to escape the invisible terror.
The next moment, the source of that mouth was revealed. A colossal winged creature emerged from the cloud, tearing the sky apart with its imposing presence. Crimson scales covered its muscular, slender body.
It was a being the size of a hill, whose existence defied all the laws of physics. But in a world where magic reigned, even universal rules could be subverted.
Aenar, mounted on Caraxes, looked out over the rapidly approaching continent. A satisfied smile crossed his face. Although Essos had become the center of his power, deep down Westeros would always be his true home.
Looking at the tense figure sitting in front of him in the saddle, Aenar couldn't help but be amused. Leda, with her usual cool and calm expression, exuded a subtle nervousness. Despite her rigid posture, the slight trembling of her body betrayed her. The girl was trying very hard not to show how much the situation was bothering her.
"You seem to be enjoying it, Leda," teased Aenar with a mischievous smile, leaning over to whisper in her ear. "Don't worry, whenever I fly, I'll take you with me."
Leda finally broke her mask of indifference. Her eyes glanced behind her, where she saw the teasing smile on the face of her king and cousin. She knew he was teasing her, yet the idea of flying often didn't appeal to her in the slightest. How humans could feel comfortable riding such a gigantic creature was something she couldn't understand.