"Mother!"
"Look, my boat floated the farthest this time! It's finally my turn to win! Hahaha! Woohoo!"
Thanks to her true dragon bloodline, six-year-old Isilia was already about the size of an ordinary girl of eight or nine.
Danyla had arranged her long, silver-white hair into a beautiful bun atop her head. Paired with a lively butterfly hair ornament, it made her look like a lovely little fairy.
As princesses of the Targaryen Royal House, Vinylla and Seynella were already rare beauties in the Seven Kingdoms, yet even they paled somewhat beside Isilia.
Only Danyla, who had now fully matured, could rival her beauty. But once Isilia grew up, even Danyla would probably fall slightly short.
Below the waterfall in the gardens of Holy Flame Castle, the children of Viserys's line were playing a paper boat game. They set the boats they had folded themselves into the stream to see whose would float the farthest.
Over the past year, Otheryon had won almost every time. Now, however, winning seemed to have lost its appeal for him, so he had taught his older sister the trick to folding the boats.
In doing so, he had successfully redirected his playmates' hostility toward his sister Isilia.
With her fiercely competitive nature and the fact that she had been the first to bond successfully with three great dragons, Isilia had always been the target of her playmates' resentment. Now she would probably find herself even more isolated.
The previous year, Isilia had tamed the red dragon Drogosarn and the black dragon Caraxesos in succession. Together with the dark red great dragon Tyrarion, who could be considered her birth-bonded dragon, they made her the first princess in House Targaryen's history to successfully command three great dragons.
The three great dragons born with the comet had