Game of Thrones: Second Son of House Targaryen

Regis, finally regaining his composure, looked around and climbed the mast to count the surviving ships. Of the twenty warships that had set sail, only thirteen remained. The loss of life was staggering; half of the fleet was gone. Even some of the sturdier ships had sunk, not to mention the swift vessels led by Virgil in the interception attempt.

'Wait... Prince!' Regis suddenly remembered Viserys’ daring leap onto Euron's deck and wondered what had become of him.

"Up! All of you! Get close to the Silence and prepare to take it!" he commanded, taking charge of the flagship in Viserys' absence. The two ships were only thirty meters apart, and with a slight adjustment in direction, they could be brought together.

Regis led a small group aboard the Silence using grappling hooks. As they climbed aboard, a soldier approached him, holding a torch in one hand and a severed head in the other. "My lord, there's a human head here!"

Regis quickly identified it as Euron's. He had seen Euron in Orange Shore Bay and was certain there was no mistake. But if Euron was dead, where was Viserys?

After ordering Euron's body to be collected, Regis commanded a thorough search of the Silence. Nearly fifty men scoured every corner of the ship, but Viserys was nowhere to be found. Panic flickered within Regis, but he quickly forced himself to remain calm.

'No, the Prince is a strong swimmer. He’ll be fine,' he reassured himself. Knowing that Viserys’ disappearance couldn't be revealed just yet, he addressed the others, "Take control of this ship. Do not disturb any of the items. Rescue the soldiers who fell into the water immediately!"

"Yes!" came the immediate response.

Regis then sent a message to the other warships, announcing their victory, and ordered them to begin rescuing the soldiers who had fallen into the sea.

He personally took a small boat and headed in the most likely direction to search for Viserys.

Meanwhile, Viserys was in pursuit of a mute sailor who had taken over by Euron's spirit. With his superhuman constitution, Viserys swam nearly the entire way without needing to breathe, eventually spotting a figure swimming north.

Before Euron could react, he felt as if his ankles were clamped in iron. Glancing back, he saw no one but Viserys.

Euron wanted to curse, but he had forgotten that he had already cut out his tongue.

As Viserys closed in, he delivered a powerful punch to Euron's leg. The immense pain immediately incapacitated him. Without hesitation, Viserys grabbed Euron's neck, causing Euron to black out.

Feeling the crisp snap beneath his palm, Viserys knew this body was now lifeless.

Just as he thought he had killed him for good, a sudden thought crossed his mind. He used Dragon Dreams again. This time, Viserys realized that his vision had shifted to another place. 'This guy has transferred his consciousness again,' he thought.

"It's really hard to kill," he muttered as he came to.

Viserys found himself slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea. Below lay a pitch-black abyss, with only a faint glimmer of light above his head. Following the directions he had learned in Dragon Dreams, he swam toward the light once more.

...

Meanwhile, Regis was growing increasingly anxious. He wanted to mobilize the soldiers for a search, but doing so might cause a major disturbance in the camp. 'Danger,' he thought. Yet with each passing minute, Viserys was slipping further away, especially with that enormous Kraken, more than ten or twenty meters long, lurking in the waters.

The thought of the massive Kraken sent a chill down Regis' spine.

"Lord Regis."

Suddenly, Regis heard someone calling his name. He looked up to see Spider Webber approaching.

"Lord Regis, where is Prince Viserys? I need to see him."

Regis looked around cautiously before gesturing for Webber to come aboard to speak more privately.

Sensing the tension, Webber's unease grew.

"What? Prince Viserys is missing!"

"Don't make a fuss. Keep your men calm," Regis warned.

Webber's blood ran cold at the news.