House of The Dragon-A God Amongst Men-Chapter 97: Purpose

(Third Person POV)

Jon Rivers stood in front of the entrance to the Dragonpit as many of his men were wheeling out large sealed barrels on wagons. There were around seven wagons with five massive barrels on each of them.

"Hm....." He said as he looked to the side, seeing that there were Targaryen soldiers watching from a distance, "Would that be it?"

Drakken suddenly appeared next to him, "That should be it." He said as he crossed his arms, "The Black Dread is currently slumbering. I did a little favor to these Targaryens and gave him a bit more energy and healed a bit of those massive scars on his chest."

Jon looked at him, "Is that so?" He asked him, "It was not that difficult to drain him, My Lord?"

Drakken chuckled, "Of course not." He said, "No dragon in this world is immune to my power. Every one of them is susceptible to my control. I just choose to not control all of these idiotic flying reptiles. It gives the Targaryens a false sense of hope, it makes them think they can defy me."

Jon nodded, "I understand."

Drakken looked at him, "Where's your wife?"

"I have her in my Carriage." Jon said, "She is hard to control but I can manage."

"Good." Drakken said, "Keep her controlled. Last thing I want is for her to cause some trouble."

"She was asking me why her sister did not join us." Jon said

"Because she is taking care of Riktor." Drakken turned around and began to walk away, "Secure the convoy and depart when everything is ready. I expect to see the goods to be at Harrenhal, Mya knows what to do with them."

"Of course." Jon said with a nod, "At once."

Drakken stopped and glanced at him, "Oh, I forgot to menti-"

"Drakken!!!" a voice bellowed

They both turned to see Prince Baelon Targaryen and his wife, Alyssa Targaryen, walking up to them with serious scowls on their faces.

As they approached, their body language suggested hostility, which is why members of the Duskguard stepped closer to Drakken and Jon, who were unbothered by this. The sight of the Duskguard soldiers placing their hands on their weapons caused the Targaryen soldiers to the same and get closer.

"Hm..." Drakken said, "What is it?"

Baelon stopped a couple of feet away from them, "What in the seven hells are you doing?!" He said, "You think you can come and defile our dragons once again?"

The Targaryen soldiers reached the group and the Duskguard soldiers took a single step, causing a loud thud on the floor.

Jon raised his hand, without saying anything, signaling them to stand down as Drakken looked at Baelon and Alyssa.

"I've done it before..." Drakken said, "I can most definitely do it again."

"What gives you the right?!" Alyssa exclaimed

"Not what, a who. Your Mother." Drakken said, "And if she hadn't, it would not matter. Nobody gives me the right, I take it."

"What are you going to do with the blood?!" Baelon scowled

"That is my business." Drakken said, "Why did you come here? Do you wish to cause something? I am not in the mood to torment you lot, Baelon. I hear you are parents, do you want your son to grow up an orphan?"

Baelon scowled, "Y-You dare-"

"I suggest you refrain from insulting our Lord." Jon said a serious tone, "We did not come here for a dispute. The Duskguard is here to peacefully escort the convoy back to Harrenhal....but we will act in defense of our Lord."

Alyssa glared at him, "And who are you supposed to be?!"

"This is Jon Rivers, my commander." Drakken said, "He's in charge of managing my Duskguard."

"I don't give a shit." Baelon said, "This is our home, Drakken! Our history!"

"Ha, that's fucking funny." Drakken said with a chuckle, "I always found it hilarious, whenever a group of individuals that have settled in a stolen plot of land claim that said land is theirs and have always been. You won this place via war, via conquest. Don't pretend that it was rightfully yours. One day, somebody will dethrone you Targaryens and will claim the Realm as theirs. A new dynasty will begin, and they might or might not act like the Realm was theirs to begin with. You lot came from Essos, from Old Valyria...you may have been in charge for almost 100 years, but you were never here from the beginning."

Baelon clenched his fist, "Is that so?"

Drakken walked past them, "I suggest you idiots calm down before you get hurt." He said with a chuckle,

"Otherwise, I will gladly torment you."

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"Sister...." a young Saera Targaryen approached Maegelle who was walking down the hallway with their Mother, "You have come."

Maegelle turned around and saw Saera, "Oh, Saera." She said with a slight smile, "I am glad to see you."

The young Princess reached them, a serious look on her face as she placed her hand on her hip, "I require to speak with you." She said, "I need to know certain things before I decide to commit to what Father dealt with this...Drakken...."

Alysanne narrowed her eyes, "What do you want, Saera?" She said, "Maegelle is here for a few days, I expect you to comport yourself."

"Hmph." Saera said as she rolled her eyes, "I care not for that. If I view this deal worthy of me, I will go along with it. If not, I will have Father send Daella instead."

Maegelle looked at her sister for a couple of seconds, "W-well...."

"Daella?" Alysanne said, "Are you mad, Saera?"

"What, do you want me to go with him?" Saera asked with a scowl, "I am not yet ten and two and you wish to send me to get defiled by a man?"

"T-That's not what will-" Maegelle started

"Enough, Saera." Alysanne cut her off, "You will not get sent over to House Drakkengard until a few more years. And Daella is out of the question."

"M-Mother?" a voice said

They all turned to see a young Daella Targaryen standing behind them; she had just turned the corner of the hallways by mere coincidence.

"Daella!" Maegelle said with a delighted tone as she walked over to her younger sister, "Oh, you look well...."

She grabbed her sister's hand, who was a bit surprised to see her.

"Maegelle....you are back..." She said, a slight smile forming on her lips, "I....I did not know you were to return..."

"Only for a few days..." Maegelle smiled, "But I am here, sister. I hope you were well...."

Daella looked at Saera then back at Maegelle, "S-Saera has been harsh to me...." She said softly, "She keeps playing pranks on me, Sister. Tell her to stop....she keeps sending cats to my bedchambers.....I hate it..."

Maegelle sighed, "Saera.....please stop tormenting our sister...." She said, "I swear.....Y-you...."

She looked at Saera for a couple of seconds, her eyes fixed on the scowl that the young princess had. Queen Alysanne noticed this and wondered what was going on in Maegelle's head.

"What?" Saera said as she tilted her head, "What is it?"

"You are like him....in a way....." Maegelle said softly

Alysanne frowned, "Do not say that, daughter." She said, "That is not true."

"I don't care." Saera said with a scoff, "I wish to know what will be my reward to be wed to this man. Maegelle was promised first and here she is. I hear that she has not wed him yet nor has she taken his bed. I hear this Drakken has a child with another woman."

Maegelle nodded, "Lady Mya." She said, "Lord Riktor is the Heir of House Drakkengard. I am meant to be his Lady, or at least one of them.....but it is up to myself, like he said."

Saera looked at me, "And me?"

Maegelle shook his head, "I do not know." She said, "He did not mention any desire to make you his Lady. But you are promised to him....so in a way, you already belong to him."

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"So I won't bed him when I grow older?" Saera said before scoffing, "Then what is my purpose? Why must he want me?!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind Saera, which shocked Alysanne as she stepped back in response.

"Your purpose?" Drakken said with a vicious smirk and his eyes glowing, "This is your purpose!!"

Daella gasped loudly, "What?!"

Drakken reached for Saera's arm and clutched it, a bright red glow emitting from it as he began to drain her, causing Saera's knees to wobble slightly as she grimaced.

"A-Ahh...." Saera said as Drakken leaned down to her

"Hello, Princess." Drakken said with a smirk

Alysanne stood there, frozen, "D-Drakken!!" She exclaimed, "L-Let her go!!"

The Queen did not want to provoke him and cause Saera to be harmed.

Maegelle ran up to Drakken and placed her hands on his arm, trying to pry him off her, "My Lord!" She exclaimed, "Stop it, you told me you were not doing this! You promised!!"

Saera was on her knees as she sweated, feeling her energy being drained from her, "M-Mother..." She said weakly and faintly

Drakken then let go of her and straightened up, "Hehehe...." He chuckled as he placed his hands in his coat pockets, "Not bad....not bad at all...."

Maegelle looked at him, "H-How could you....?"

Alysanne ran to Saera, "Saera!" She said as she crouched down, "Are you alright?"

"W-What was that feeling....?" the girl said

Drakken looked over to Daella, who was standing there, completely shocked.

The princesses and the Queen then saw a thick and dark aura being emitted from Drakken as he began to chuckle menacingly, his eyes glowing brightly as he smirked.

"Now, ain't this exciting?" Drakken said, "Such potent blood....."

"Ripe for the taking!"