It is never too late to mend

The next time Daenys wakes up, days have gone by again. To her surprise, she is not lying in her own room, but in Aegon's.

She could recognize the opulence of this room anywhere and the bed is huge, big enough for four or even ten to fit. She is speechless, a blush appearing when she sees she has another nightgown on than last time she was awake.

'Your Grace! You have awoken again.' a voice says, and Daenys recognizes one of her former ladies-in-waiting. She crunches her face in confusion, but before she can react the door opens again.

'You will leave my sister to rest. She needs to recover.' a voice says, coldness clear in the voice. Visenya stands there, arms crossed over her chest, eyes boring into the lady's back. 'But, Your Grace. Queen Daenys needs to be prepared for the court and I'm sure she wants to take a bath as well.'

'I think I can manage.' Visenya sneers. Wait, Visenya will do what?! A voice whispers in her head.

'Now get out of my sight. Tell everyone I do not want anyone to come in here without my permission, am I clear?' The lady-in-waiting opens her mouth to respond, but decides against it and bowes, gaze crossing that of Daenys.

Visenya's telltale ponytail is in a low bun, a circlet lying on her brow. To Daenys' pleasant surprise Visenya is wearing the earrings Daenys had gifted her years ago, certain her sister had hated them.

Her sister crosses her hands before her stomach, gaze falling on Daenys. Said Targaryen's stomach flips nervously. 'How are you feeling?' Visenya eventually asks, but there is no anger in her voice. Daenys shrugs. 'Voice still not recovered?' Daenys shakes her head.

'I think you'll feel better if you take a bath.' Daenys lets out a breath and manages to nod, embarassed she cannot even get out of bed without any help.

Visenya grabs her by her arm and helps her crawl out of the huge bed, mattress moving in tandem, and it is so squishy and soft Daenys falls back when she crawls to the edge. A surprised laugh leaves her mouth and even a small grin cracks on Visenya's lips.

'Still as clumsy as ever.' Visenya says, but a grin sounds through her voice, and it makes Daenys feel better, this time her cheeks are not burning red.

Maybe Visenya and Aegon are trying their best to mend what is left of their relationship as well.

Visenya supports her to the bathroom adjoining Aegon's room, and Daenys is sure if it were not for Visenya supporting her, she would have fallen already.

They manage to get to the bathroom, and Daenys' mouth falls open at the bath that greets them. It is embedded into the ground, steps going down into the water.

'That was my reaction as well when I saw it the first time. You should have seen Rhaenys' glee, she swore she would only bathe there from now on.' Visenya says in reaction to Daenys' stunned face.

'Right, time to get into the bath. Turn around, I'll undo the bindings at the back.' Daenys turns around and than stills, heart almost beating out of her chest. Visenya does not seem to notice, busy untying the bindings.

When Visenya wants to help her get out of the nightrobe, Daenys holds her hand up, resting it on Visenya's arm. Her sister has always been one to quickly notice things, and it takes mere seconds before it clicks.

'You're embarassed? You do know you have nothing I haven't seen before?' Visenya asks, eyebrows raising. Daenys' eyes seem to beg her sister, and eventually Visenya sighs.

'I forget you are not Rhaenys. She has no problem getting into a bath when I am in the room. I am sorry if I have made you uncomfortable, Daenys.' Daenys smiles and shakes her head, relief evident on her face.

'I will turn around and you make clear when you need my help, allright? There are enough oils and perfumes in the water so that I do not see anything you do not wish me to see.' Visenya hums, but there is a joking tone in her voice.

Visenya walks to one of the benches against the walls with her back to Daenys as her younger sister starts undressing and walks into the water. A barely there sigh leaves Daenys' lips.

Visenya eventually helps her wash her hair, because she can barely lift her arms, and soon they are sitting before the vanity in Aegon's room (installed there on Rhaenys' request, Visenya mentions). Visenya brushes through her hair, a healthy sheen coming back into it.

A bit later Daenys' hair is lose, drying and she is in a loose black gown. Visenya motions to Aegon's study, the table temporarily changed into a buffet.

'You must be hungry.' Visenya says again, sitting directly across Daenys. 'Go ahead, eat.'

So the afternoon passes, and Daenys has to admit Visenya's company is nice. Daenys does however not know there is an ulterior motive to this arrangement.

Nobles have begun to put pressure on Aegon to marry again, to take a fourth wife that is worthy of being queen, not the sad excuse of his youngest sister. Aegon has Daenys sequestered to his room because she is still recovering, and any sign of weakness will be sign to the nobles that Daenys is not worthy to be a queen.

That evening, when Daenys is sound asleep, Visenya can only help but wonder how they are going to get out of this. They do not wish to take a fourth wife, but the nobles do have some influence, you cannot be king of Seven Kingdoms if you do not have the support of the major Houses.

Visenya is scared Aegon will have no choice, and that he will have to marry again. The candidates are all eager to take Daenys' place, and Visenya fears her youngest sibling might not take a second attempt on her status as well as the first time.

For Daenys is known to be the most vulnerable, and Visenya does not wish her sister to succumb to madness. She sighs and squeezes her sister's hand, who has become so much more than just her sister.

She can only hope the morning will bring some wisdom.