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House of The Dragon-The Beauty, The Bold, and The Black Dread: Chapter 151: Information II
🕑 Added 2025-04-13 19:17:47 +0000 UTC(Third Person POV)
[Braavos]
A young dark-skinned man with long black locks was hurriedly walking over to a small building in the city of Braavos, looking around frantically in alarm. He noticed that there were many people walking around the street but nobody paid attention to him.
He opened the door and slipped inside, closing it shut behind him.
"Ah...." He said softly as he looked through the gap of the door and the frame, "Today nobody followed me....that is good...."
"You are too paranoid, brother." a woman's voice said, "Nobody will find us here, not anyone from Westeros."
The young man turned to see a woman sitting in a chair holding a toddler in her arms.
"Ada...." He said as he raised a small sack, "I got some food for us."
"That is good, Adam. Thank you." She said with a slight smile, "Corlys has been getting hungry."
"To think you would name your son after him." another voice said
Ada turned to see another man sitting on the floor. He was much larger than Adam and had no hair, looking like he had shaved it. He had a serious look on his face as his eyes gazed upon Ada who was looking at him with a neutral look.
"He was our Father." Ada said, "I would honor him any way we can, Alyn."
"He never cared for us." Alyn said seriously, "You know that. And the father of the boy never cared for you either. All they cared about was the dragon's blood in us, diluted or not."
"We descend from Jaehaerys Targaryen, Alyn." Ada said, "The glory of the dragons is in our blood."
"Can we not talk about that?" Adam said as he walked over to Ada and the boy, who was playing with a wooden toy, "We are not in Westeros anymore. If we keep speaking about the Targaryens, we will get attention to ourselves."
"Hmph...." Alyn said, "We had a decent life, brother. We had work, we avoided attention in Spice Town. Until our sister decided to involve herself with a Lord."
"Enough, brother." Ada said with a scowl, "I will not speak of this any longer."
"Face it, Ada." Alyn said, "The only reason we are even alive is because Baelon Targaryen and his Father are merciful. If it were up to anyone else, you and that boy would be dead. And so would we, by trying to help you."
"I said enough!" Ada shouted, "I will not speak of this!"
The boy dropped his toy to the ground and curled his lips, beginning to cry in response to his mother's shouting.
"Ah...." Adam said as he pulled out some apples from the sack, "You made him cry."
"Oh, I am so sorry, my love." Ada hugged the boy, "I did not mean to...."
Alyn sighed, "I have made contact with another dragonseed." He said, "He claims he is also from King's Landing. Daemon Targaryen was enraged when he heard what happened to Baelon Targaryen so he began to searching the city's streets for anyone he assumed would be a Targaryen Bastard."
"The Rogue Prince...." Ada said as she patted her son's back repeatedly and gently, "He is always held back by the King and Baelon, he is dangerous."
"Tell me about it...." Adam said, "He had a blade to my throat, remember?"
"I know." Ada said, "And I already apologized for it. Alyn, what did this other man want?"
"He was also contacted by them. " Alyn said, "They are gathering forces."
"They are going to make a move?" Adam said, "Against Balerion? No, that is foolish. The other princes have been riled up as well, their dragons have been spotted at the coasts of Essos in the past few months. It is far too dangerous to even try anything....."
"I do not know....." Alyn said, "But something must be done....we should have made a deal with the King..."
"We had one!" Adam said, "Why did we leave Driftmark?"
"You know why. Because of my son...." Ada said, "He is Trevor's son, he is a reminder of what he attempted. Sooner or later, they would have to make an example.....and I did not want to risk it...."
"Regardless..." Alyn said, "We are stuck here now..."
"We have to wait for them to contact us."
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[King's Landing]
"They are Braavos." Lord Larys Strong told Baelon who leaned against the wall, "My sources are keeping an eye on them."
Baelon nodded, "Good." He said, "Keep an eye on them. Make sure they think it is okay to be about."
Larys nodded, "Are you certain they will lead us to the others?" He asked, "They probably fled due to Daemon's enraged antics in the city."
"I am sure they were contacted by those people." Baelon told him, "When they resurface, I want to know. And I want them to come out of the shadows, in the open."
"And when that comes to be?" Larys asked
"What do you think?" Baelon said with a serious look in his face
"Of course." Larys said, "I heard some other whispers."
"What?" Baelon asked
"Some certain individuals were riled by Daemon's actions." Larys said, "Two men in particular, from what I gather."
"Who?" Baelon said
"A smith, down in the City." Larys said, "He has not seen since, though. And a random drunk, thief, and vagrant. That one is still in Fleabottom from the looks of it."
"And.....?" Baelon raised his eyebrow
"My sources say that they are related.....well, you know." Larys said
"Hm....." Baelon straightened up and rubbed his neck, "I will handle it."
Larys nodded, "Very well." He said as he began to limp away, "Your Uncle is here, by the way. Will you handle it with him?"
"I suppose I will." Baelon said with a serious expression
"Baelon!" Baelon turned to see Daeron walking up to him, "You are here, what are you doing?"
"Daeron." Baelon said as Larys walked away completely, "I am just catching up with Lord Larys."
"Ah, you cannot fool me." Daeron said, "I know what you are doing; gathering information as usual."
Baelon nodded, "You got me."
Daeron crossed his arms, "So...." He said, "Rhaenyra and Helaena are back in the capital after so long. And well, Father is always happy to see Valerion."
"Yes, he was very insistent on seeing him." Baelon said, "What of it?"
"Stay a while, it will be good for you." Daeron said with a chuckle, "I do not like seeing you sulking all the time in Dragonstone."
"Hm...." Baelon said, "I do not know. We should get back soon."
"Why?" Daeron said, "Oh. I know. Because you left her over at Dragonstone, right?"
Baelon frowned, "Her?"
"You know." Daeron said, "Your girl."
Baelon sighed and rubbed his hair, "Right..." He said, "It is not because of that."
"You can say that, but I can see it in your eyes." Daeron said, "You care about her."
"Shut up." Baelon said with a sigh, "I do not wish to speak of it."
"Come on brother." Daeron said with a smile, "Nobody judges you, no matter what you think. Everything you have gone through, I understand. But nobody will think ill of you, if that is what you think."
"Nobody will judge me, huh?" Baelon said, "That may be so......but I made a vow....."
"Right..." Daeron said, "To make Helaena happy and only love her."
"And I broke it." Baelon said, "I do not care what anyone thinks of me....if they think I am overreacting....but that promise meant everything to me."
"I know." Daeron said with a chuckle, "But....she is happy....that is all that matters, right?"
Baelon stood there, thinking for a few seconds, before finally answering,
"You are damn right."
