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The salt-tinged wind whips across Dragonstone's black stone, carrying the distant crash of waves against the volcanic shore. Smoke curls from the peak of the Dragonmont, and the sky is a bruised purple as twilight descends. Perched on the cliffside, two massive dragons shift restlessly: Syrax, golden and coiled, and Caraxes, long and sinuous, his red scales gleaming like fresh blood. Between them stand Rhaenyra and Daemon, their silver hair catching the last light. Daemon's hand rests on Dark Sister's pommel, a smirk playing on his lips as Caraxes screeches a challenge. Rhaenyra stands still, her violet eyes fixed on the horizon where a shape descends—Cannibal, the wild beast of legend, scarred and massive. As the dragon lands with a tremor, Rhaenyra steps forward, her voice carrying ov…