“The cream and gold i called Viserion. Viserys was cruel and weak and frightened, but he was my brother still. His dragon will do what he could not.”

Drogon screaming in anger and Rhaegal crying out and trying to reach his brother as he falls.

“The dragons are my children. They are the only children i will ever have, do you understand?”

Viserion did what Viserys could not. He died a hero.