(Third Person POV)
[Three Years Later]
It had been three years since House Targaryen took in Valyrians from YiTi, allowing them to stay in Dragonstone. Since then, the village down in the coast had grown a bit, housing for the refugees had been built.
There was not a single shred of trouble since then, most of the people became well received by the commoners in the village. The men were helping with the fishing while the women were helping with other chores in the village. Some of the warriors were often called to the Castle, ordered by Lord Aerion to display their fighting skills.
The supposed leader of this group, Taka, was even allowed to become a guard in the castle. This allowed him to earn a bit more gold and provide for his family. Aerion had taken a liking to him, finding his sword skills to be impressive.
Since then, the Valyrian refugees were living peacefully within Dragonstone, happy with being safe for the first time in a long time. They had survived an onslaught back in YiTi, having been targeted by a powerful and unknown enemy.
Aerion had asked several Noble Houses in Essos for answers, but none were aware of the situation in the Far East. This prompted him to be rather curious, asking Taka on occasion about what happened. Taka simply told him that an army commanded by a YiTish lord had razed the lands that his people were from. He had tried to fight back but was brutally defeated, forcing him to retreat.
After three years, Aerion had grown to stop caring about it. Times were as peaceful as they used to be, the island was still filled with the peace he had as usual. Peace, save for the sound of the dragons that roamed the land.
Aerion noticed that most of the refugees had YiTish features, confirming his suspicion that most of them were descended from the last Valyrian Houses. They were mixed with YiTish blood, due to living over there for a long time.
All were like this.
Except for a specific boy.
While he did have some YiTish features, from what he could see, the boy was more Valyrian than YiTish. He had pure white hair and piercing purple eyes, one that could unsettle even the Lord of Dragonstone.
When asking Taka about the boy, he was told that he was adopted by a woman not too long before the conflict began. The boy even had a Valyrian name; Valarr.
There was something about Valarr that Aerion noticed. Something strange and almost dangerous. Back when he saw him, he was a young boy, barely older than his Visenya. Now, three years later, he was growing rather fast. He was a bit stronger than normal and with a vicious aura. And that unsettled Aerion. He knew that there was something off about Valarr....
But he couldn't put his finger on it.
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(Valarr's POV)
"Valarr." I heard mother's voice call for me
I was sitting down in the middle of our small house, cleaning my blade, when I felt her presence behind me.
I looked back to see her, "Yes, Mother?"
She was standing behind me, wearing a gray kimono. Her black hair was let loose, her single white streak noticeable on her side. She was looking at me with her faint purple eyes, those that were full of pain and despair.
Every time I looked at her, I was reminded of what had happened all those years ago. I knew of what he had gone through and I never wanted to bring it up to remind her.
"You have a visitor." She said softly, "Please don't tell me you had gotten in trouble."
I sheathed my blade and set it to the side, standing up right away, "No, Mother." I said, "I've been at sea for three days, remember? I went on Hugh's ship to fish. There is nothing much that happened."
She nodded, "Yes." She said, "But this is not one of the fishermen."
"Huh?" I said, "Then who?"
I heard a throat be cleared, "Valarr." He said, "Come with me."
I looked past her to see a Knight wearing the Targaryen sigil, looking at me with a serious expression.
"Ser....?" I said, "Is something the matter? I have not been to the Castle in nearly two months, there cannot be something that I have done."
"Well, that is the problem." He said, "The fact you haven't been there in two months."
"I beg your pardon?" I asked
"Just come with me." He turned around, "I won't say it again."
"If you're being summoned by Lord Aerion." Mother said, "Then go."
"He would have mentioned that." I said with a frown
"Boy." the Knight called
I picked my blade up and slid it between my sash, "Very well." I said, "I'll go."
As I followed him out of the house, I noticed some of the other villagers looking at me with a worried expression.
I then followed him to the castle, silently walking up the steps and making my way to the ramparts. There was a tense aura the entire time, not a single word was uttered. I did wonder why I was taken over here, considering that i had not done anything wrong in a while.
Was Taka asking for me? No, he would have fetched me himself. If Lord Aerion was calling for me personally, the Knight would have said by now. He sounded more annoyed than that and I was a bit unsettled by that.
After several more minutes, he took me to a the training yard of the castle, where I saw a familiar face scowling at me.
I stood there, a bit frozen, "Oh boy." I said, "This is not good."
In the middle of the yard, wearing pants and a shirt, The Lady Visenya Targaryen was giving me the meanest glare I have ever received.
"You.....dare!!!!" She said, her tone was vicious and dangerous, "You dare not come here for two months, Valarr?!"
I saw as the Knight walked to the side, shaking his head.
"My Lady." I said, "I did not know you were calling for me."
She pointed at the ground, "Come." she said, "I will not ask again, Valarr. Come so we can spar."
"I thought you'd be sparring with Lord Aegon, not with me." I said with a chuckle, "You don't need a lowly commoner like-"
"Shut up and show me that trick of yours." Visenya spat, "I will not ask you again."
"Trick?" I said, rubbing my hair, "I am afraid I know not of what you speak of."
"You...." Her eye twitched, "Your shadow trick, or whatever you called it!!"
"Simple Domain or whatever!!"