1. New Laenor Velaryon

[Laenor Pov]

Indeed, it seems to be true. Fans of fanfiction might give anything to learn that reincarnation or transmigration is real. My presence here serves as sufficient evidence of its reality. There was no Random Omnipotent Being (ROB) to converse with, nor were there any wishes granted to me. However, whoever brought me to this world without my consent—though I'm not complaining—has at least endowed me with powers to become a top powerhouse in this realm.

Even without any provision, my identity and bloodline in this world would suffice for me to rise to power effortlessly. Reborn as Laenor Velaryon, the son of Corlys Velaryon, "The Seasnake," and Rhaenys Targaryen, "The Queen Who Never Was," my heritage alone empowers me to command the might of this world's dragons. To be honest I had always wanted to live in world like this. But like every person back on earth I also knew that this world is fantasy created by G.R.R Martin.

Who knows if it was real? It's a surreal experience, if nothing else. The reason I'm coping here without any issues is that because my identity from back on Earth has been erased from me. I know I was there living my life and how many people were there for me, but I don't remember their names or what they meant to me. And the integration of Laenor's memories into my mind is also keeping me sane, giving me something to live for here.

Discussing him, I feel no guilt for taking over his body, as he was already deceased before I did so. He had drowned in the sea, and his male companions brought him to the castle too late. However, Corlys, witnessing his only son lifeless, did what any father would—striving with all his might to revive Laenor. His efforts bore fruit, and suddenly, I awoke to find Corlys bestowing a kiss upon my lips. While I'm not objecting, if the deed was done by Laenor's mother and sister would have been a more joyous sight upon awakening.

After wiping my lips with my sleeve a couple of times, I glanced around and noticed many people staring at me. Among them were two exceptionally beautiful girls whose allure surpassed anyone I had ever seen on Earth. One with black hair began approaching me for a hug, which I eagerly anticipated with open arms and a joyful smile. However, before I could relish her embrace, I lost consciousness and blacked out. Whoever dropped me here would've enjoyed my misfortune. Damn him.

In my state of unconsciousness, I acquired the memories of Laenor and abilities bestowed upon me by an unknown benefactor. During this time, I was moved to my chambers. The abilities I received from this higher power are akin to those of Percy Jackson. While not all of his powers, they are sufficient to garner fame comparable to Garth Greenhand and other legendary heroes from the Age of Heroes. However, I must learn to master them, except for the abilities that came as an instinctive skill. Thus, Laenor is not overpowered at present, but in the future, I may also flower girls like Garth Greenhand did.

[AN: - All of abilities he received from Percy is in Auxiliary chapter. Make sure to check it out.]

Now I need to persuade my new parents to allow me to take leave for the nearby sea if I want to master the skills I get from Percy. After this incident, I doubt they would let me be alone on the seashore without guards or their supervision. There are also some changes in this timeline compared to the shows or books from my world. The first is that Laenor did not claim Seasmoke at this time, a change for which I am eternally grateful. Additionally, there is one dragon that survived even after battling Maegor and Balerion.

Aside from these two, I'm not sure, as Laenor didn't interact with many lords after the Great Council. Thus, my first course of action is to acquire a dragon for myself, as it seems to be the wisest decision moving forward. Additionally, I must cease hinting my preferences to my male companions. Coming from the 21st century, I do not judge anyone based on their preferences. But I am aware that I was straight back on earth, and I prefer to stay that way. Therefore, these two matters are my priority.

I had to also make myself adept to this time too. When I'm on my deep thoughts about things that I need to do or not to do. Heavy lavish doors of my new chamber opened up and in came Maester and my new family. And seeing me awake they make haste to come toward my bed side and started to ask about by health.

"I'm fine, Mother. There's no need for excessive worry," I assured her. "I was merely testing my limits in the sea, seeing how long I could stay submerged without coming up for air. Unfortunately, things escalated beyond my control. I promise not to repeat the same mistake," I said with a sigh, as she had been the one inquiring most persistently. Upon hearing my response, a look of fury crossed her face. And it appears frightening, I must say; father began to distance himself from mother. Ours is the Fury indeed.

"Testing he say. This is entirely your fault, Corlys. Had you not taken them for swimming practice, we wouldn't be in this predicament. And Laenor, you are to stay away from the sea henceforth. I shall take you on Meleys wherever you wish to travel. You must obey me, or I will not bring you to Dragonstone before the Tourney to tame a dragon of your own. The choice is yours: the sea or the dragon," she declared with finality. Corlys winced at the accusation that it was all his fault.

"Mother, you can't do this to me. To claim the lordship of Driftmark from Father, I must master swimming. I've already vowed not to repeat my past mistakes. You promised we would go to Dragonstone, Mother; you can't break that promise now. And think about Laena, she'll be all alone if I miss the swimming lessons with Father," I reasoned with her. I need to get to the sea as quickly as possible because I have a plan. If it works, I won't have to go to Dragonstone.

Laena resembled a deer caught in headlights upon seeing Mother's furious gaze directed at her. She attempted to make herself as inconspicuous as possible, yet she couldn't resist sending a vengeful glare my way. I offered her an apologetic look in return; she could at least do that much for her little brother.

"Laenor is right, Rhaenys. He will need to practice swimming, for if he ever has to lead our armies in the future, it is a skill that could save his life. To assure you, I will be with him constantly and will not ask anyone else to teach him to swim," said Father, a cautious look in his eyes. At first, Mother looked furious when he mentioned I would still practice swimming, but upon hearing that it would help me in the future, she relented begrudgingly, and the fury in her eyes lessened.

"Do as you please. But if this occurs again, Corlys, you'll be Meleys' next meal, understand?" Mother's voice was resolute. "Laenor, you shall rest today. Your meals will be sent up by the servants." She then turned to Laena. "Come, your lesson is about to begin." I glanced at Father; his expression conveyed his thoughts clearly, so I remained silent as Mother and Laena left the room. Laena told me to take care of myself and promised to visit after her lesson with the septa was over.

"Did you hear that, son? My life is in your hands; do not make that decision again if you care for your father. I won't be able to save you again, as the Red Queen is not known for her mercy. Take care of yourself. I will come tomorrow morning for our lessons," said Father. He attempted a smile, but it resembled a grimace more. However, he worries needlessly because I cannot drown myself even if I wished to.

After he left my room, I began to ponder the future. It's the year 103 AC, and the tournament where Criston Cole is to become a Kings guard is imminent. Skirmishes in the Stepstones have also begun, as I've recently overheard my mother and father discussing at supper. With the Stepstone war looming, it's imperative that I get my own dragon and get proficient in my powers to some extent to capitalize on the forthcoming events.

"Lord Leanor, do you truly feel no pain? If you do, inform me so that I may administer the appropriate medicine," said the Maester, whose presence I had entirely overlooked until now. After assuring him I was fine and simply needed some rest to get back on my feet, he took his leave, advising me to rest further. These rats look master of stealth.

Although I need rest because my mind is somewhat overwhelmed at the moment, I closed my eyes to take a nap before the servants arrived with food.

Next Morning

103 AC

Driftmark

Prepared for a new morning and a fresh start, I opened the doors and made my way to the dining chamber of the keep. I hardly recall when the servants arrived with food or how much I consumed, as my memories of last night are hazy from deep sleep. However, taking a bath and immersing myself in water this morning greatly alleviated my fatigue.

As I approached the dining chamber doors, the guards opened them for me. Upon entering, the first sight that greeted me was my family waiting for my arrival. I took my seat beside my mother, and the servants began serving breakfast. Once everyone commenced eating, I too started to eat heartily, planning for a day filled with physical activity and knowing that controlling water would consume much of my energy. I needed to eat well from now on. While eating, I couldn't help but notice the unusual quietness compared to our typical morning bustle.

I stealthily observe everyone and notice that my mother and father are avoiding each other's gaze. Laena is lost in her own deep thoughts. It appears that my father's decision to support my swimming lessons has strained their relationship. They will likely reconcile soon, but it still pains me to know that their current discord is because of me.

After breakfast, I sought my mother's attention, but she did not look back at me. Before my time, Laenor was very close to his mother, and Laena to her father. It troubled me to see her silent. Standing before her, I pleaded, "Are you still mad at me? I won't do it again, I promise, Mother. I'll never cause you worry like that again." Following my words, I embraced her. When she did not reciprocate the hug, I held on tighter. Eventually, her arms wrapped around me, and a silent sob echoed in the dining chamber.

"You do know that I love you and Laena more than anything, right? After seeing you in that state yesterday, I almost thought I had lost you. The Maester said you died, but it was only by a miracle that you survived. I don't want anything to happen to you or Laena. I want you both to live a long and happy life," she said between her sobs. Laena also joined the hug, tears streaming down her face.

After embracing for a few minutes, I stepped back from her and Laena. Mother regained her composure and, with a glance at Father, who was smiling at us, instructed him to look after me and Laena and exited the chambers. She never was one to display her vulnerabilities, even to her own family. Laena and I then began to follow Father toward the seashore, where we had taken our swimming lessons until now.

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