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"No," Daenerys said, trying to shrug Viserion off her shoulder gently. "You're too big for this now, sweetling." But the dragon coiled his tail around her, clinging tightly. Helpless, she sank into Grogalos' leather chair, giggling.
"Rhaenys Targaryen was the delight of the realm, a young girl of surpassing beauty, wit, and grace. A dragonrider, she rode the dragon Meraxes in battle, striking fear and awe into the hearts of all who saw her."