Hell. What a funny word for it. Lyanna figured it didn't fit all the well with the situation she found herself it. It seemed pleasant enough. Her family had explained to her whatever questions they could.

The place itself was huge. A castle bigger than Harrenhal full of corridors, courtyards, gardens, and feasting halls although they didn't have much need as none would be eating. It was mostly for decoration, so nothing would seem too repetitive.

The castle was solely for the noble born or bastards of lords and knights, the common people and smallfolk were located in settlements bellow, Brandon had explained.

People who died came directly into one of the rooms at the end of a long corridor. The doors were engraved with the name of the inhabitant. Each year was its own corridor, marked by an iron plate at the start of it. At the center was a cavernous long hall, dedicated to that century. Souls were free to navigate between all the places, but few ever did.

It was her father who asked mother and Brandon to leave her alone for a bit. They had been talking for what she guessed were hours, while Rhaegar patiently waited at the door.

When all had left he closed the door and embraced her.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry Rhaegar" The tears were back and there was no controlling them "I couldn't be there for our baby. He is alone and scared"

"Shhh.." He took her hair away from her face and stared lovingly "You were wonderful Lya. Aegon is with Eddard now. All will be fine. He is the Prince that was Promised."

"How do you know that? That he is with Ned?"

"Being here has some privileges, I would say. We get to watch events of the living ones at the Great Hall. Great pass time, really."

"So you watch everything? Is that all there is to this?"

Rhaegar chuckled slightly. "No, not at all. But mostly yes. I like to spar with some lads when I fell like it, we can read, write, play, make music, and whatever our hearts desire. It is good to reconnect or get to know some of your heroes. We also don't see everything. The bell rings when there is going to be a showing."

"Oh. I see."

"Do you feel like walking around for a bit? There are lots of people around. Elia arrived not long before you and she keeps to her chambers mostly, looking after Rhaenys and Aegon, but we can visit her if you want."

"I think I would like that."

He helped her out of the bed and of the room to a torch-lit wide corridor with doors to both sides. The ceiling was high and arched, with gigantic chandeliers hanging from above. Left of her door it ended in the stone wall.

"It will probably move tomorrow, so your room won't be the last for long." Rhaegar mentioned assuringly as if reading her thoughts "Look, right in front of you is Ser Arthur. I have spoken to him for a bit. He is probably in with Oswell and Gerold. Elia is a few doors below. I am almost at the start of the corridor."

They walked with arms intertwined to Elia's chambers, not having to hide their affections anymore, from anyone. Some people bowed their heads at Rhaegar when they passed, while others looked at the scene in annoyance. Lyanna understood. They all blamed the war on her.

Nearing Elia's door she found familiar names. Right before her was Rhaenys' door and Aegon's. Not her Lyanna's own Aegon but his half-brother and namesake. The door to the right of Elia made her stop. Aerys II Targaryen.

"Don't worry about him. My father does not ever come out. Here he has no power, he can't even torment my lady mother or the young Viserys. He is just another madman locked in a cell."

Heavy breathing, Lyanna noded and Rhaegar knocked on his first wife's door.

"Come in," a sweet voice came from within "I was expecting you two."

Lyanna passed through the door while Rhaegar held it open. Gone was the crisp fresh air of her own chambers, here the air hung heavy and think, just like in the Tower of Joy. It's Dorne, Lyanna concluded. Dorne is her home, as the North is mine. Perhaps the chambers reflected the owner's needs, she assumed.

"Lady Lyanna! It is so good to see you again!" Princess Elia greeted her warmly, "Well, not that I wanted to see you in a place such as this of course, but it is good to finally have a friend!"

Lya hugged the dornish woman tightly, like a long lost sister. The princess was happier than Lyanna had ever seen her. It is the climate, she had said, it agrees with me. Elia explained that she was overjoyed to finally be rid of Aerys' claws. Not afraid for her own life or for that of her children, she was finally at peace. Sometimes the screams and noises of the room next door would fill her own, but it happened only a few times.

Rhaenys played with her dolls at the center of the room while little Aegon lay peacefully at the bed.

"I see you just got separated for your own baby. Do not worry. I will be more than happy for the company. You can come to play with the children anytime you wish."

For a few moments, they all smiled and reminisced and talked and laughed. The ladies even managed a few laughs from the solemn prince himself. He even played his silver harp for them all. Lyanna felt utterly well. She wanted to speak to her family again, to hug them and be with them forever. But that would have to wait for a little.

The sound of bells filled the castle.