Her three heads turned lazily in the air, her dark golden scales reflecting a cold gleam in the sunlight. Occasionally, she breathed fire or frost, freezing a cloud into ice crystals.
King's Landing below looked like a pile of toy blocks to her, and the pointed towers of the Red Keep gleamed in the sunlight. Viserys stood at his study window, looking up at that golden silhouette with a faint smile.
Ever since Viserys had hatched her anew, she had spent most of her time dozing on the platform at Dragonwing Castle or drawing magic from the volcanic craters of Valyria.
Soaring high in the sky like this, with no rider and no mission, was a rare chance for her to relax. It also reminded her of her days on her own planet.
Through their mental link, Viserys saw through King Ghidorah's eyes.
The wind was fierce at that altitude, and clouds churned beneath her, occasionally parting to reveal the dark sea below. He could also feel King Ghidorah's contentment, the sensation of having nothing to think about and simply stretching her wings.
When Viserys left his study, he happened to meet Rhaenys in the corridor as she hurried toward him.
She wore a well-tailored black-and-red riding outfit, the leather hugging her figure and outlining her athletic form. Her hair was tied in a ponytail that swayed gently with her steps.
Dark Sister, which Viserys had given her, hung at her waist. The decorations on its scabbard glimmered in the firelight, and a hint of excitement shone in her purple eyes, as though she had just returned from an adventure.
"Brother." On seeing Viserys, she hurried up to him and said brightly, "I just took Meleys for a flight outside the city and spotted plenty of wild boar tracks in