#Lucerys:[Verses]CloseCall

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Open to: mutuals Setting: Luce's Close Call verse.

Lucerys had just arrived back at Dragonstone. A passing fisherman had seen him on the little stretch of land that he had been left on after the chaos of the storm and promised to take him back. Now, stepping foot on the beach of the place he called home, he couldn’t help but hold his breath for a moment. It was impressive, it always had been impressive. Dragonstone was unlike anything he had ever seen before, Driftmark and even King’s Landing were not nearly as impressive, even though King’s Landing was a lot bigger.

Taking a deep sigh, he clenched his fists, knowing it would help him to keep his hands from shaking as he muttered a thank you and bye to the fisherman before beginning his way up in search of his mother. Or anyone familiar however because he still found it hard to believe what had just happened. He could’ve died … he would’ve died …

Arriving at the top of the stairs, he swallowed when he heard the roar of a dragon in the distance. Dragons … fuck … damn he missed Arrax. Closing his eyes, he fought back tears as he passed through the gates.

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What if Vhagar missed Lucerys by a hair? What if while Arrax is killed and tumbling through the skies, it are Aemond’s quick reflexes that manages to reach out and grab his hand. The moment is a blur. One moment he is falling, the next he’s clutching to a hand and then, he’s set on a beach where he will be found and left on his own. Arrax is gone, but Lucerys lives, narrowly saved by the man that had hunted him down to start with.

While he is at that beach, he bonds with the elusive dragon Grey Ghost and uses him to fly home.

Returning to Dragonstone, he is riddled by nightmares of Vhagar, memories of Arrax dying, but grateful to live nonetheless. Hoping that like this at least the debt was settled.

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Lucerys had been wondering ever since the moment he had lost Arrax. He knew it’d been a close call. In fact, … he had almost felt the teeth of Vhagar brush by him. In a sense, he still barely knew what’d happened that day, the whole thing having been a mix of chaos and fear. Pure luck and the quick reflexes of the very man that had nearly cost him his life were the reasons he was still alive right now. And ever since, Lucerys had been … shaky was a good word. The nights were restless ever since and he felt a hole in his chest where Arrax had had his place.

Having woken up that morning, he had gotten changed and gone to his training as usual. But he was glad when he’d spotted his mother in the library where he’d planned to go work on his High Valyrian. He had his lessons of course with the Maester, but nonetheless he liked working on it on his own as well. Approaching his mother slowly, he bit his lip in hesitation for a moment before reaching out and touching her shoulder to catch her attention. “Uh … I hope I am not disturbing, but …” He faltered and cast his eyes down, struggling to admit the chaos in his mind out loud. “I uh … I was …”

Lucerys swallowed and slowly looked up again. “Could I get a hug? Please?”