(Drakken's POV)
"Let them get comfortable." I said with a smirk, "Let all of them think they have a bit of hope. The more hope they have, the more despair they will get when I destroy them."
"Eh?" Riktor said
I looked at him, he was standing next to me as he looked up at me with a confused look. We stood under some trees, near Mya's gardens. I had found him wandering about, swinging his wooden sword around. It appears my son gets in his own world sometimes. He is innocence incarnate, his ignorance is but a child's trait.
I have no intention of corrupting him, in fact, I wish to do the opposite. I did not know the luxury of life as a child like he does. My childhood, as far away behind me as it is, was nothing like Riktor's. And I do not mean that in any bad ways. He should know what his purpose is, in a world like this. While this place may be completely different than Infernis, this world is not a paradise; it is a eat or be eaten world in a much smaller scale than what I am used to.
Riktor and Sylas are meant for something greater than this.
"Our enemies, Riktor." I said as I placed my hands in my pockets, "The past two years, I have given them too much quiet. The Targaryens, The Martells, and anyone else who wants me gone. But guess what? That ends now. Dorne will no longer be an arid wasteland. I will give them a nice little shower....."
"Storm..." He said as he looked down, "Lots of rain...."
"That is right." I said, "A storm."
"Riktor, you are here." I heard Mya call out from behind
I turned to see her walking up to us, a smile on her face. She reached Riktor and picked him up, giving him a kiss on the cheek as she held him tightly.
"My son and I were just talking about how our enemies would be destroyed by us." I said with a slight smirk, "Nobody stands a chance against us."
"I have no doubt about that." She said as she looked at me, "Are you going to take him?"
I nodded, "Of course." I said, "He should learn from a young age.....he should learn how to conquer, how to terrorize our enemies. He should witness battle, destruction, chaos, and ruin.....it is his birthright, to have the power to do what I am about to do. One day, he will stand by my side as we plunge this entire world into ruin...."
"So you've said." She chuckled, "I have no doubt it will come to that. But that requires time, does it not, My Lord?"
"Of course." I said as I reached for Riktor, "Keep doing what you do, Mya."
She smiled, "My Lord." She said, "Maegelle has truly rubbed off on you."
I frowned, "Huh?"
"I have seen glimpses of kindness in you." She said, "Truly unlike you. Forgive my impudence."
"Nothing to forgive..." I said as I leaned in to her and kissed her cheek, "What am I to do? Punish you? My woman?"
"Where is the Storm?" Riktor asked me
I chuckled, "You want to see the cataclysm already?" I asked him, "You truly are my Heir."
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(Third Person POV)
[Wyl, Dorne]
Atop the castle, one of the guards was looking up at the sky. He noticed that in the distance, a massive stormcloud was gathering, crackles of lightning flashing brightly as the loud booming thunder was heard.
He narrowed his eyes as a fellow guard approached him, "Hm...."
"What is it?" the other said
"Is it me....or is that stormcloud too large....?" He said
The other guard looked at the cloud, "Yea, that looks like a big one." He said, "But it is the Stormlands over in the distance, after all."
"It is too close to be just the Stormlands." the Guard said, "I think that thing is coming this way. We should alert our Lord, a Storm will befall us soon."
"I would not worry about it." the other said, "It is just a bit of rain."
The Guard could hear the thunder boom from all the way over the Castle, the massive storm was looming over the Dornish Marches.
"I do not know...." the Guard said
"Have you heard from Lord Wyl?" the guard said, "Lord Martell has had enough of this Lord of House Drakkengard. He intends to give him a final offer to secure an permanent alliance."
"Why would our Lord hear about this?" The guard asked
"Who knows....maybe we will all rally again and wage war." The guard said, "Good, I have been needing some excitement in my life."
The guard narrowed his eyes even more, seeing that the massive storm cloud was inching closer by the second. The crackling lightning was even brighter and the thunder was beginning to get louder.
"I really think that cloud is coming this way." he said, "We need to prepare for a storm, alert the others!"
"What are you-" The other said as he was cut off by the sound of loud whistling wind
A massive gust hit the two of them and toppled them off their feet, crashing them to the ground.
"Agh!" the Guard exclaimed as there was a massive boom of thunder that shook the air itself, "W-What?!"
He tried to move his head up but there were powerful gusts of wind that were pinning him to the floor. He managed to look up and saw that the stormcloud was already before them, high in the sky, covering it completely like a massive blanket of pitch-black.
Lightning crackled all around the cloud as thunder boomed throughout the air. The two guards were able to get to their knees as a loud and deafening roar was heard.
"W-What?!" He exclaimed, "D-Dragon?!"
In the clouds, flashes of light illuminated a massive shadow; a long and serpentine figure with two massive wings. The two guard were staring at this with wide eyes, completely baffled by this sight.
Lightning began to shoot down from the ground, hitting all around the castle as a downpour began to fall upon the area, showering the entirety of the mountains.
It has begun.
The Tempest had been set loose upon Dorne.
The two guards, through the heavy rain, saw as large wings flapped high above in the sky, seeing two glowing blue eyes through the clouds. Gusts of wind hit the castle, chipping it slowly but surely, the water hitting the stone roof had as the lightning began to strike at random intervals.
"W-What is this?!" the guard exclaimed as another roar filled the air, "Is this the end of the world?!"
"Gods save us all!!!"