I was the son of the Unburnt, I was one of the three.
I didn't kill the innocent, but was punished for his deeds.
A mother loves equally, but my brother was free.
When I was chained, and locked,
you turned your back as a screamed.
He was the centre of your affections
Because he saved you twice. And because of his size. But how could I help
When I was constricted inside?
Untrained and untaught, It was my first war
A war against the dead, a war against ice.
Oh Mother of Dragons! When I failed you and crashed, why is it that just my brother cried?
My fire doused under water but my heart didn't freeze, your child waited and waited
And thought you'd come. But you refused to risk the majestic size of my brother.
I waited until I was chained again.
This time not to be one of the three that was owned by some queen
But the Only One that belongs to The King.