"What a fish thief. I finally caught you in the act." As though sensing something of its shameless thoughts, Aegon gave a cold laugh and decided then and there to keep a close eye on the little thief of a dragon.
He stepped out from behind the rocks, his boots making a soft rustling sound on the sand.
"Skree?" Grey Ghost was enjoying its meal when it saw its rider and boss approaching with murderous intent. Keenly sensing the "killing intent" radiating from Aegon, it jumped in fright.
It flapped its wings, instinctively wanting to fly away, but its pale silver slit pupils still lingered reluctantly on the fish in the net-it might as well have had "I'm not full yet" written across its dragon face.
"Don't be scared. I promise I won't hit you." Aegon raised both hands and soothed it quietly in High Valyrian, approaching slowly, step by step.
His voice was soft and gentle, and he even wore a smile that could almost be called saintly. Clearly, though, it would do little good-
After all, even Rhaenyra, that "silly girl," would warily take two steps back whenever she saw him smile like that.
Grey Ghost's slit pupils flickered. The glutton did not forget to snatch up a large fish before leaving, backing away warily.
"Skree!" It seemed to sense the "killing intent" in Aegon that utterly contradicted his gentle tone. It growled submissively at him, only for the large fish in its jaws to slip out at that very moment.
Our little "glutton," Grey Ghost, panicked at the sight. It hurriedly picked the fish up again, tilted its head back, and swallowed it whole, its tail slapping nervously against the sand.
"I know you're hungry, aren't you?" Aegon kept advancing. He bent down to pick up a