Chapter 4

( Inn City of Lys)

Aurion sat in his room in the inn holding his sword across his legs, right now it was only decoration as he had no sword training but he planned to change that at some point.

" Something does not feel right, it feels like someone is still watching me, though it feels different than the one from before." He whispers.

" System why does the air feel heavier here than I did in Valyria?"

[ Even after the doom Valyria still has an abundance of magic, Essos and Westeros on the other hand do not, to put it in perspective if you find twenty-two more dragon eggs in Essos or Westeros and combine them into one the magic in it still wouldn't be enough to bring the egg anyway near hatching, some dragon eggs and dragon remain might have already lost all their magic.]

" But if that's the case shouldn't Valyria be in a better condition than it is right now, wouldn't the magic heal it?"

[ Valyria like the north has its troubles, never forget what kind of magic was used the most by the Valyrians, even though magic is abundant in that land it is tinted.]

" Valyria used blood and sacrificial magic, Is that what caused the doom?"

[ Yes and No.]

[ The doom was a fated event something that could have been delayed but not stopped, without the blood and sacrificial magic it would have just been pushed back a few decades.]

" Are there any more such events?"

[ No, because you arrived in this world nothing is completely set in stone anymore, but they can be, when certain events take place or choices are made if you don't interfere they will trigger fated events and once that happens even you can't change the outcome."

" There are a few of those choices and events I can already think of."

[ They are fairly obvious to someone who already knows the show.]

" Indeed they are." He says laying back on the bed and closing his eyes with his sword lying on his chest.

( Next Morning)

Aurion had gotten up and left the inn at the first light, he still hadn't eaten since coming to Lys for the simple fact that this place was well known to produce two very strong poisons, and even though he had not interacted with anyone since coming here and feeling from the night before had made him alert.

Aurion returned to the smith shop and as he entered the men were already working over flames pounding red-hot metal into shape.

" The armor and cloak are there, take them and leave."

" Thanks, by the way, what's your name?" Aurion asks.

" Amon, why do you ask?" The smith looked up from his fire and asked.

" You treated me fairly when you didn't have to, my name is Aurion I'm sure you'll be hearing it again in the future if you need help seek me out and I'll help you once." Aurion says as he turns and leaves.

" Aurion. Sounds like a troublesome name." The smith whispers as he continues his work.

( Temple of the lord of light)

" Something is different the prince who was promised is no more." A woman dressed in all red says in confusion.

" Is he dead? That is impossible the prince shouldn't even be born yet. " another woman adds.

" No, the prince who was promised will still come, but he is no longer needed the lord of light has given a new message."

" The king has arrived, for the fire is eternal.

The king has arrived, for his enemies shall burn.

The king has arrived, all fake kings shall kneel.

The king has arrived, for the other shall shatter.

The fire is eternal, the king's line shall reign forevermore.

For the king has arrived and he is fire and fire is eternal." The woman says.

" What does this mean?"

( Aurion)

He had already left the city and changed into his new armor and red cloak.

He smiled as the light from the sun disappeared.

WHOOSH!!!!!!

With every flap, a strong gust spread out until Balerion landed in front of him.

Balerion lowered his head so Aurion could climb on, and once again took flight.

ROAR!!!!!

Making sure to announce his departure Balerion flew off to head to meet up with Vhagar.

But his appearance and loud departure were seen and heard by the early risers of Lys as the appearance of a dragon would soon be the talk of the city.

Aurion and Balerion soon met up with Vhagar and they were off, their next stop Kingslanding.

As Aurion sat on Balerion he soon noticed his eyes were getting heavy as held on to the spikes decorating Balerion's neck.

As much as he tried to stay awake he ultimately failed as he soon fell asleep clutching the spikes keeping himself in place.

Balerion seemed to notice the problem as he let out a rumble and he and Vhagar slowed down and increased altitude.

( Aurion dream)

Fire and blood were everywhere mountains of bodies littered the ground.

Aurion appeared in spirit form looking at what was happening.

Standing on a distant hill was a man with silver hair and bright purple eyes, his expression was serious as he looked at the battlefield.

" Your Majesty Aurion, we have succeeded in cutting off the rear support The Baratheon army is now completely trapped."

" Good, send the signal for the front line to retreat, Vhagar is incoming."

" Foolish man, that Robert. Going after something that was always out of his reach, don't you think so Tywin?" Aurion asked.

" Of course, all he needed to do was bend the knee, the war was won already, there was no coming back especially after the northern army had been completely blocked off."

" You Bastard dragon cunt, come and fight me like a real man I refuse to die like this, you coward." Robert charged toward swinging his war hammer tearing apart men heading towards Aurion.

ROAR!!!!!!!

The sound rattled the souls of all the soldiers on the battlefield as the enormous dragon appeared overhead.

" Drakarys!" Aurion Shouted.