Rousing. Yawning. letting out a whistling chortle. He is up.

Plops down. It's been A DAY of GREAT restraint. It was difficult to not bite some motherfuckers or burn them alive.

W h y is everyone getting all lovely dovey in the castle?

Where's Viserion? Surely she'd be in my corner.

Mother is bullying me now. Pfft rude. Also I love you too!

Sniffing THE READER to familiarize himself with the scent; it's hard to see down here in the dark after all.

Same energy. Blood of the dragon.

silentprincess. The temptation to just delete all of my accounts is real. Idk bad mental health day today I guess. Trying to not act on a temp feeling here to do that. 🫠

GOOD AFTERNOON

Plopping himself down on his bed, Rhaegal rests his arms behind his head on his pillow. Crossing his ankles that are just barely hanging off the edge of the bed, a soft hum begins to leave his lips; an old Valyrian tune that he learned a while back which puts him to sleep.

I know I'm not mother's favorite child, but she does sometimes pay attention to me.

He often wondered what it was like outside of the walls of the Red Keep, like out with the people not when he's a dragon and flying (above) everyone. He heard there is plenty of things out there, shops, tavern's, brothels among a great many other things. However Rhaegal already knew that his mother

I have an affinity for walnuts. Kings Landing get the best of them.

silentprincess. The fandom is pretty much non-existent on here at least, so I'm trying to incorporate Valarr and Baelor into other aspects of the ASOIAF umbrella. :)

And here I thought that I got a head start.

Can I help you?

Yawns and stretches. "Good morrow."

Is the little Princess still betrothed? Has she wed yet? I have missed far too much around this place.

Rhaegal has shown himself to be more dangerous than Viserion as he fought fiercely while being removed from the terrace. Six men were burned during the three days it took to move the green dragon. He also became more aggressive during his confinement.

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Rhaegal was made of the green of summer and the bronze of fall.