Jaehaerys Targaryen - Warning Ruthless Jae
Jae opened the metal door of her cell and walked inside. Even before seeing her, Jae could feel the fire inside him, burning brighter by every second. In the cell was the whore who made his life a living hell. She was the one who called his mother a 'whore' many times.
Jae opens the whole door and walks inside with a lantern in his right hand. Jae looks at the ground and sees her lying on the cold and wet ground of the cell. Jae could see the food on plates close to her head was barely touched. And most of the food was in the ground, and there was even womit in the ground a bit further away from her.
Her hands were covered in mud and other things, and they were dirty. Jae slowly puts the lantern in the ground, and her hands started moving, and her head slowly rises to look at whoever was in her cell in the middle of the night. Her clothes were barely clothes, and Jae knew she was freezing here.
Looking at her face, her face was covered in mud from the ground. Jae could see from the parts of her face that weren't covered by mud that her skin was almost white. Her eyes were red like blood, and there were bags under her eyes. She looked thinner. Jae could see there were mud and dirt in her hair too.
Looking at her fingers, some of her nails were broken, and Jae didn't know and didn't care to know why, but he could see dirt, mud, blood, and even tiny pieces of food under her nails.
Her legs looked the worst. Her skin around her legs was reddened, and in some parts, looking to have bled. Jae knew her legs were achy, so she couldn't stop herself from aching her legs until it draws blood. And the same was for the part around her wrists.
Her eyes go to his face. At first, she looked confused, but her eyes slowly widened, and she tried to move her hands forward, but the chains weren't letting her. Looking at her wrists, Jae could see she had tried to remove her handcuffs. The skin under the handcuffs was the purple color from trying to break the chain with brute force.
"You . . . You bastard," she said in a tired and dry voice, breathing heavily.
Just hearing that word made his fire inside him burn brighter. Jae felt his whole body was in flames. The feeling of rage and anger.
"Let's Burn The Whore" Bloodfyre said.
"Soon," Jaehaerys responded emotionless.
"How does it feel to be hungry? How it feels to be alone and cold?" Jae asked emotionless, his face was cold as ice, and his green eyes were glowing like Wildfire.
"You . . . You ruined everything . . . I always knew you were dangerous, . . . I sho . . . Should ha . . . ve thrown you away the moment I SAW YOU," she screamed the last part, and her head lowers, and she was trying to catch her breath. She was so tired that she couldn't talk properly.
Her voice was dryer than the deserts of Dorne.
Jae closed his eyes and opened them again.
"You made me suffer, but I wonder why didn't you kill me?" Jae asked coldly.
That question made her eyes go up to him again.
"You always thought I was dangerous to your precious Robb, so why not eliminate the danger? You knew very well the honorable Ned Stark didn't care for my well being, so why not be done with me," Jae continued with the same emotionless tone that looked to be terrifying her.
She looked to want to say something but the words were stuck in her tongue and weren't coming out.
"Is because you wanted me to suffer, to you I was always a reminder that the honorable Ned Stark slept with another woman and he loved that woman so much, so he let her Bastard child to be raised among his Trueborn children. Despite how I have been treated, just the thought that I was breathing in the same place as your precious children made you angry. You always thought I had more than I deserved, despite how I was treated. You couldn't do anything to Lord Stark, but you could to me," Jaehaerys growled at her and closing his fists so tightly that he thought he would draw blood and gritting his teeth hard.
Lady Whore wasn't saying anything to him and was as silent as the grave, but Jae didn't care to hear her answer. She then slowly raised her head to him with a disgusted look.
"You're nothing but a bastard, and your mother was a WHORE" she screamed, and at that moment, Jae only saw red. It took a few moments, Jae was looking at her, and at that moment, she crawled away to the wall and looked to be shrinking.
"You ruined my life, you call yourself a woman of faith, You're nothing, and you will be Nothing, I DOOM YOU TO THE SEVEN HELLS."
"There will be nothing left of you, and no one will ever remember you. The only thing left of you will be Ashes."
"Dracarys," Jae ordered, and Bloodfyre breathed fire to the whore. The flames surrounded her. Jae could see her skin burning and turning dark as night, and she was moving her legs and arms everywhere, trying to move away from the fire. But she was just walking in circles. She was trying to scream, but Jae ripped her tongue out to not hear her.
The hair of her head quickly burned, and her bald head was turned dark. She falls to the ground still with her mouth open, trying to scream, but no scream was coming out, and she was even bleeding from the skin around her mouth.
She keeps moving her legs and arms in the ground, but it doesn't take long, and her body stopped moving and was only burning, only now Jae could feel the smell of charred meat.
"You did the right thing," Bloodfyre said quietly, and his eyes were looking at Jae's eyes.
Jaehaerys didn't respond to that and just took a deep breath. After a minute, her body wasn't burning anymore, and what was left was a thoroughly charred body. It was blackened everywhere. No one could tell if it was a woman or a man, but only that it was human.
"As I promised, nothing but ashes," Jae said emotionless, and at that moment, Bloodfyre breathed fire again, burning more.
Elia Martell Targaryen
Elia was with Rhaegar, in his solar, doing their monotonous duties as king and queen. Things were going perfectly. Everything was good now for her.
But she still thought about what Oberyn told Jae, and she couldn't understand why Oberyn had acted like that. Oberyn has god knows how many bastards, and now he dares to act like an idiot to Jae. He needed the love of family and not treating him like he was dangerous.
Rhaenys and Egg told her two days ago about Oberyn, she would make sure to ask him to stop, or she would remove him as Maester of Laws so that he would return to Dorne and not be in Kings Landing anymore.
But what Rhaenys asked her last night surprised her.
' Elia was going to Rhaeny's bed-chamber. She had asked her to go to her bed-chamber because she wanted to ask her something.
Elia reached her bed-chamber, which was guarded by Ser Jaime, who bowed his head in respect. "Your grace," Jaime said respectfully.
Elia gives him a small smile and opens the door, and walks inside.
Walking inside, the first thing she noticed was her daughter lying on her bed caressing, her red dragon on the head. Elia hated to admit it, but she could see that Aegon was jealous of Rhaeny's dragon.
Elia hoped that the dragon egg Jae gave him would hatch soon. Elia closed the door slowly and cleared her throat to get her daughter's attention.
Her purple eyes go to her, and she gets up in a sitting position. Elia walks to her daughter but notices how the red dragon was looking at her. She was wary of her and was spreading her wings wide open to look bigger and was slowly showing her teeth. But that stops the moment Rhaenys put her left hand in her head again.
The dragon relaxed, but her eyes were still focusing on her. Elia had to admit, the dragon right now was gorgeous, and the red color of her skin only added to her beauty. And when she was in Sun's light, she looked like a glowing red crystal, but her teeth showed, she was no pet, and soon the dragon would breathe fire.
Elia grabs a chair and puts it close to her daughter's bed.
"What do you want to talk about?" Elia asked, kindly glancing at the red dragon.
Her daughter's eyes went from the dragon to her, and she sighed deeply.
"I have asked myself, will we need to return the marriage between brother and sister, now that we have dragons," Rhaenys asked quietly, almost ashamed of that thought.
Elia raised her eyebrows in surprise. From all the things she expected her to ask, this wasn't one of them.
She couldn't help but laugh under her nose when she sees how much ashamed Rhaenys looked, snd she was keeping her eyes down.
"Well, me and your father had discussed this, but I want to ask, what do you think?" Elia asked, amused.
Rhaeny's eyes rise to her level. "I don't know. Father said he had stopped the marriage between brothers and sisters," Her daughter answered nervously and sadly. Elia noticed she didn't really answer her question.
"That's true, and Aegon is already betrothed to Margaery Tyrell," Elia said and noticed her daughter rolling her eyes when she mentioned the flower.
"I don't know if Rhaegar will return to marrying brothers and sisters, but we will never force any of you to marry someone you don't want," Elia added, and a little smile appeared on her daughter's face.
Elia decided to be direct with her daughter and know if she saw the thought of marrying her brother as disgusting.
"Would you be against marrying Jae?" Elia asked quietly, and Rhaenys turns her eyes to her so fast. She opened her mouth to answer, but no words were coming out after a minute of silence.
"I . . . I don't know, I mean Jaehaerys is very kind and p . . . pretty," she responded, and her face looked redder than the red dragon in her bed.
Elia laughed out loud at her daughter's embarrassment.
"Listen to me, Rhaenys, if you do romantically feel for Jae, there's nothing wrong with that," Elia responded, and her daughter looked surprised, but there was a sly smile on her face, but she didn't say anything.
"Anything else you want to talk about?" Elia asked softly, and Rhaenys shook her head and turned her eyes to the red dragon. '
Thinking about Rhaenys made her think about Jae. He didn't come to eat with them today and saying that he was too tired. She and Rhaegar went to him after eating, and he looked fine, but she wasn't sure why he was tired. Winter was staying close to him.
After that, Rhaenys, Egg, and Dany had gone to his bed-chamber to play. 'Who Has It.'
"Anyone important we are going to meet today?" Elia asked playfully and turning to Rhaegar, who looked beyond bored. He sighed, bored, and turned his eyes to her.
"Lord Roose Bolton and Lord Tywin have asked for an audience with me for two days, so I think it its time to know what's their problem," Rhaegar responded and drinking wine from his goblet.
Elia could understand why Lord Tywin wanted an audience with Rhaegar, but she couldn't understand why a Lord of The North wanted an audience with him.
"You understand the reason why Lord Tywin might want to have an audience with us," Elia asked seriously.
Rhaegar nodded his head slowly. "I can imagine he might want a betrothal between his granddaughter and Jae," Rhaegar responded with an angry tone. Elia knew this was his motivation and knew Rhaegar would never agree to that. Hell, Rhaenys would burn his granddaughter if she dared to get close to Jaehaerys.
"How would you answer?" Elia asked playfully.
"Having House Lannister as an ally wouldn't be a bad move, but No, house Lannister will not get blood on the throne as long as I breathe, and not to mention that Lady Cersei's husband sends assassins after Jae," Rhaegar growled at the end angry.
"And Myrcella Tully is much younger than Jae," Rhaegar added with a little smirk and a look of triumph on his face.
"Who would you wanted to be Jae's betrothal then?" Elia asked, amused, and moving her goblet with wine around her right hand.
"I have thought about it, and I think Daenerys with Jaehaerys would be a good match," Rhaegar responded to her displeasure.
She stopped moving her goblet with wine and put it in the desk, and Rhaegar seemed to notice the disagreement written all over her face.
"You don't agree?" Rhaegar asked but more like a statement.
Elia thought about it for a minute. Daenerys is a pure Targaryen through and through, and Jae is half wolf and half dragon.
"I'm neither agreeing nor disagreeing. I have seen both Daenerys and Rhaenys spend time with Jae," she responded shyly and narrowing her eyes at Rhaegar.
"That's true, but I have seen the way Dany looks at Jae sometimes. That's definitely not an innocent look," Rhaegar responded playfully at the end but seriously at the same time.
Elia hasn't noticed that. Perhaps she was busy with Rhaeny's glances at Jaehaerys.
"They're still very young. Maybe we should wait four more years," Elia suggested smiling.
"You're right, and we should not have agreed in a betrothal between Egg and Margaery Tyrell so soon," Rhaegar responded with a hint of sadness and his eyes looking down at the goblet.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine," Elia said softly and softly kissing his lips, he returned the kiss much eager, his soft lips crashing on hers, and his tongue touching hers, and she tasted the smell of wine in his lips and tongue, her hand goes behind his neck to deepen the kiss.
She felt his hand caressing her cheek and his thumb softly touching her cheek. Elia's hand starts going down to his chest when they hear a knock on the door. They pull away, and Elia growled quietly in frustration.
"Lord Roose Bolton has come your grace," it was Ser Barristan's voice behind the door.
Rhaegar turned to the door, "Let him in," Rhaegar ordered.
The door opens, and the man walks inside. He bowed his head in respect. "Your graces," he said respectfully and sat in the chair on the other side of the deck.
Looking at him now, he was wearing a black ringmail and a red-spotted pale pink cloak, trimmed with white fur. His body was an unremarkable, neither plump, thin, nor muscular. He has pasty skin and a pallid chest, and hairless. Roose has short, strong fingers. His face was plain, beardless, and ordinary, with his only noticeable feature being his strange eyes, paler than stone and darker than milk, like two white moons. The color is sometimes called "ghost grey."
Elia now understood why house Bolton were known to skin people alive.
"What can I help you with, Lord Bolton?" Rhaegar asked seriously and with a deep tone.
Roose's eyes go to Rhaegar.
"Your Grace, I would want a betrothal," he responded.
Straight to the point and Betrothal with Who? Elia thought.
Rhaegar just looks at him, waiting for him to say with who.
"Between my son and heir Domeric Bolton and Sansa Stark," Lord Bolton responded softly.
What games you're playing, Bolton? Elia asked herself, and she knew there was something to this.
Sansa was the daughter of the traitor Lord Stark.
"Lady Sansa Stark is still only seven name days, she's too young, and you need to ask Lord Robb Stark too," Rhaegar responded calmly.
"Very well, can my son foster in Winterfell," Lord Bolton responded quietly.
"If Lord Robb Stark agrees, then you can send Domeric to Winterfell," Rhaegar responded thoughtfully.
The lord Bolton looked emotionless, "Thank you, your grace," Lord Bolton responded softly and calmly. Elia could see a look of triumph on his face. Elia knew he was trying to do something. First, he wants a betrothal and then says he wants his son to foster in Winterfell.
He was looking at them for permission to leave.
"If you have nothing else, you can leave now," Rhaegar said with his king voice, deep and strong tone.
Lord Bolton got up and bowed his head in respect. "Good Day, your graces," he said softly and left the room quietly, like a ghost.
The door closed, and Elia turned to Rhaegar, who had his hands together and resting his chin on his hands.
"What do you think about what he said?" Elia asked, leaning closer to him.
Rhaegar was still thinking, and after a few moments, he slowly turns his head to her.
"I don't know. I think it it's safe to say that it is only a matter of time before Robb Stark starts a rebellion," Rhaegar responded quietly.
"If Lady Sansa Stark wants to marry his son, then I will allow it, as long as The North doesn't want betrothal beyond the North," Rhaegar added and looking at her, asking what she thought about this.
"I agree with you, but I think he wants The North for himself. It is known that House Stark and House Bolton didn't really get along that well," Elia responded.
Rhaegar nodded his head in agreement, "Let's see first, what kind of Lord is Robb Stark." Rhaegar responded. Elia knew he was thinking of removing House Stark from Lord Paramount of The North. Richard would have been the right choice, but sadly there's no way to confirm that he is Brandon's son, other than Ashara's word, and second, he was a bastard. Rhaegar leaned closer and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek.
"What has gotten you today?" Elia asked playfully and grabbing his hand tightly.
Rhaegar looks at her in the eye. "I'm just happy," He responded, smiling from ear to ear.
Even his eyes were smiling.
She keeps holding his hand tightly. And they stay like that for some time, and she was resting her head on his shoulder, he was kissing her head every now and then.
After what felt like a very short time, Elia hears a knock on the door. Elia moves her head away from his shoulder.
"Your grace, Lord Tywin is here," Ser Barristan said respectfully.
"Let him in," Rhaegar commanded with a strong tone.
The door opens, and Lord Tywin walks inside with all of his might. Elia was looking at the man. Looking at him from closely, she could see he was furious but was keeping calm.
"Lord Tywin, how can I help you?" Rhaegar asked with a strong tone and deep voice.
The proud lion turns his eyes to Rhaegar, who didn't flinch or show any signs of fear against the mighty lion.
"Your grace is good to meet you again. First, I'm happy that Prince Jaehaerys has returned to you, and the guilty ones are in prison," the proud lion said softly and filling a glass with wine.
Elia fought the urge to roll her eyes, and she knew he would instead want Jae never to be found.
"Thank you, Lord Tywin. Now, what can I do for you?" Rhaegar asked calmly.
The proud lion took a sip from his glass of wine and cleared his throat. "I was hoping to talk about House Tully, more exactly for my grandchildren," lord Tywin responded sharply.
"What about your grandchildren?" Rhaegar responded calmly and was doing very well to hide his real emotions behind a mask.
"I want My grandson and granddaughter, Joffrey Tully and Myrcella Tully, to foster in Kings Landing," The proud lion responded, glancing at Elia.
Elia failed to hide that she was surprised by his request, Elia expected him to want a betrothal between Jae and Myrcella, but she knew Myrcella would try to get in Jaehaery's pants as hard as possible.
Elia wanted to refuse him straight up but knew Rhaegar had the final word in this. Looking from the corner of her eyes, Rhaegar was thinking about an answer.
"Well, I can't give you an answer, but I will give you one after The Joust," Rhaegar responded calmly.
Lord Tywin didn't look either pleased or displeased. Elia couldn't read his face. He looked like a face made of stone.
"Of course, your grace, take all the time you want," Lord Tywin responded quietly.
"This is all your grace," Lord Tywin added and got up.
"Have a good day, your graces," he said and left the room.
Closing the door, Elia released a sigh of relief she didn't know she was holding. Elia then turns her eyes to Rhaegar.
"Will you let his grandchildren in the capital?"
Elia asked, wanting his answer to be No.
"I don't know, is not a good idea to straight-up refuse him, but even if I accept, it will be after 2-3 years, when his grandchildren are older," Rhaegar responded thoughtfully.
Elia sighed in relief and starts looking at the pages they needed to fill today.
Later
She was ready to leave when the door opens without a knock, and Ser Barristan comes inside looking worried and concerned.
Elia was about to ask what was the problem.
"Your grace, Lady Catelyn Tully has disappeared," Ser Barristan said, worried and looking from her to Rhaegar.
Elia's eyes widened in shock. From all the people, the whore who tortured my son disappeared.
"What Do You Mean?" Rhaegar shouted angrily at the lord commander. Rhaegar was narrowing his eyes and gritting his teeth tightly, and then he jammed his fist on the table.
"I don't know-how, the man who sends food to the prisoners just alerted the guards that she wasn't in her cell," Ser Barristan responded carefully.
"Find me the guards, who guarded last night, NOW," Rhaegar growled and looked ready to fight someone.
The lord commander nodded his head and left the room without another word.
Elia closed her hands tightly, and she couldn't understand how the whore could have run away. Her hands were tied with handcuffs.
Elia looks at Rhaegar, who looked to be boiling. His face was red. Elia put her hand on his hand on the desk. And that seemed to relax him a little.
It didn't take long, and there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Rhaegar growled, and the door opens. Ser Barristan walks inside, followed by Ser Darry and two soldiers whose face color had dropped entirely and looked to be shaking.
"These were the man who were guarding," Ser Barristan said, standing close to the soldiers who weren't looking at anyone.
"Tell me, how is possible a prisoner escapes and you see nothing," Rhaegar growled at them.
One of the soldiers flinched and looked to be shrinking in his place.
"Your grace, we didn't see anyone, we don't remember anyone walking inside the cell, we don't really remember that much from the time we guarded," the second soldier responded fearfully, his voice was trembling.
Elia found that answer strange. How can they not remember what they did during the time they guarded.
"What do you mean? You don't remember," Elia asked angrily.
"I don't remember, and I don't know how else to explain it," The soldier responded, and the other soldier nodded his head in agreement with the statement of his friend.
"Ser Barristan, I want her found," Rhaegar shouted at the lord commander, who grabbed the soldiers and left the room with Ser Darry.
After the door was closed, Elia turns to Rhaegar. "Don't worry, Rhaegar, they will find her," Elia said calmly and putting her hand on his shoulder.
"She made our son's life a living hell, and I should have executed her the moment she said that for Jae," Rhaegar responded with a high tone.
"I know, Rhaegar, and I want her found too, but don't worry, she will be found very soon," Elia said quietly.
Rhaegar sighed angrily and took her hand on his. "Let's go spend time with Jae," Rhaegar suggested, and she agreed.
Dacey Mormont
Since Dacey meets Richard, she couldn't stop thinking about that boy. From what she could see, Richard was kind and good with a sword. That was something The Northern always wanted in their leader. Spending time with him, she had no doubts that he was Brandon's son. The only difference was that he was shy and not like his father, who slept with every woman he could.
And he used two swords like his uncle Arthur Dayne.
She needed to talk this with GreatJon and ask what he thinks.
Dacey was making her way to where GreatJon's tent was. Since Lord Stark has been arrested, the whole mood has changed. Some of the lords were still wanting blood and war for putting Eddard Stark in a cell. But thankfully, not that many were wanting war. And most of them would be as quiet as a grave, the moment the dragon of Prince Jaehaerys would be mentioned.
Dacey knew many lords blamed Torrehn Stark, The King Who Knelt. She learned many North lords didn't say it out loud, but many thought that The North should be independent.
But all of them didn't live when Dragons existed. Now that the dragons have returned, they will understand why Torrehn Stark knelt before Aegon The Conqueror.
She had noticed that Lord Karstark was the one who spends most of the time with Robb Stark, and that worried Dacey. She knew Lord Karstark still thought about a rebellion and would agree to call his men in war, the moment Robb Stark would call the banners.
Dacey reached the tent of GreatJon, and walks inside, finding GreatJon talking something with his men. His eyes go to her, and he immediately turns his eyes to his men.
"Leave Us," GreatJon ordered loudly to his men. They obeyed and left without any other word.
His eyes then go to Dacey, and he gives her a warm smile. "What Can I do for you, Dacey?" GreatJon asked with his booming voice and filling a goblet with beer for her.
Dacey smiles back and sits on the other side of his desk, and GreatJon moves the goblet with beer closer to her.
She took a sip, and it was a very strong beer. "I'm here to talk about something you can't tell anyone for now," she responded sharply and leaving no place for arguments.
GreatJon raised his eyebrows in surprise and confusion. He drinks some beer and gives her a laugh. "Well, didn't expect this kind of talk from you, Dacey Mormont," he said playfully, but there was seriousness behind his eyes.
"Well, I swear to the old gods, my mouth is shut until you tell me otherwise," GreatJon responded thoughtfully and drinking the whole goblet with beer and using his hand to remove some beer from his beard.
"I met a boy yesterday, and he told me he is Brandon's Stark neutral son," she said quietly.
His eyes widened in shock, and his jaw dropped to the desk. GreatJon was quiet for a minute, and Dacey thought that he actually didn't understand what she said. And then there was a little smile forming on his lips.
And to her surprise, he started laughing out loud, and his mouth was smelling of beer and meat.
"I should have known that Brandon left bastards. I'm surprised that he left only one," GreatJon said, laughing again loudly.
After a few moments, he quiets down. "Who was his mother?" He asked, intrigued, and leaning closer and keeping his voice down.
"His mother is Ashara Dayne," Dacey responded, and GreatJon was shocked once again.
"Are you sure Eddard is not the father?" GreatJon asked suspiciously.
Dacey had thought about it, but since Richard said that his mother claimed that his father was Brandon and not Eddard, she believed her.
Dacey shook her head in denial. "No, the boy told me that his mother always said that his father was Brandon, and I met the boy and stayed with him. His face is very similar to Brandon," Dacey responded quietly.
GreatJon was resting his cheek on his hand and looked to be thinking about her response.
"How old is he?" GreatJon asked quietly.
"He said that he's 12 name days," Dacey responded.
"Tell me about his personality, from what you could see," GreatJon said and filling another goblet with beer.
"He was kind, I sparred with him, and he was very good at it, he was a bit shy, and didn't sound cocky, and talked with respect and didn't look at anyone, as he was the best from everyone," Dacey responded quietly and with a smile on her face. GreatJon took some time thinking about what Dacey thought.
"Well, what do you think?" GreatJon asked, looking directly at her eyes.
"If I could, I would gladly take him to Bear Island to teach him the Northern ways and culture," she responded, and he nodded in agreement.
"Robb Stark is still only a child. He still can change and become a good lord," GreatJon stated sharply, and Dacey nodded in agreement.
"But just in case, wouldn't be bad to teach him a few things about the North, while we are here, perhaps he should even meet Little she-wolf or Robb Stark," GreatJon suggested.
"You're right. Arya might meet him tomorrow when she trains with me," Dacey responded quietly.
"What was his name?" GreatJon asked.
"His name is Richard Sand," Dacey responded.
Dacey Mormont
Rhaella Targaryen - Later
She learned that Lady Catelyn had disappeared from her black cell. She couldn't understand how that could have happened, Harrenhal either has hidden tunnels and hidden doors like The Red Keep or someone helped her escape, but she couldn't understand who could do that and why.
At first, she thought that House Tully or House Stark had something to do with this. Rhaegar sends men to check on House Tully and Stark.
But now, she was sure none of them had anything to do with it. There was no point for them to do that. They're already in a very bad situation, and if they do something again, then they will lose everything.
When Rhaenys heard about it, she quickly went angry, saying that the fishes had done it, but Rhaegar told her to keep it quiet and that he would find her and soon.
Aegon was angry too, and so was Dany but Jae was as quiet as a grave.
Rhaella didn't know what to make of it, and perhaps he just didn't care anymore about them. And Rhaella couldn't really blame him. If she were in his position, she too wouldn't care to have anything to do with them anymore.
They were in Rhaegar's solar. Dany and Rhaenys were staying close to Jae. The red dragon was in Rhaeny's shoulder. Something Rhaella found it interesting was that when Rhaenys was angry when Rhaegar told her that Lady Catelyn had escaped, Meraxes looked to be angry too. She quickly left out a small roar.
One thing Rhaella thought was that maybe Jae might have something to with it, Jae was tired for most of the day, and only now he left his bed-chamber, and Rhaella wasn't sure why.
Rhaella still remembered that Jae could warg in animals, and she wondered if he was able to warg in humans too. She had heard from Ser Barristan that the soldiers guarding said they couldn't remember anything.
She thought that maybe he wanted to execute her himself. If he did, she wouldn't really blame him. Lady Fish tortured her grandson, and she deserved to die. Rhaella wouldn't care if Jae wanted to be the one who punishes her. And she knew no one would care anymore for her. But the only thing bothering her was that Jae was only a kid. Rhaella knew he had already killed people before when Lord Tully send assassins after him. But still, she hoped there was nothing worse in that.
Rhaella escaped her thoughts when.
"Jae, We will find her," Rhaegar said, looking at Jae, who was quiet.
"I don't care about her anymore. She has nothing, she is nothing, that's all that matters to me," Jae responded, honestly looking at Rhaegar.
Rhaella noticed Dany was holding Jae's hand tightly. Elia sighed sadly. "You can return to your bed-chamber. After two days, we will have The Joust, and then leave for Kings Landing," Elia said to her children and Viserys, who was angry that Lady Catelyn had disappeared or, as he called her, 'Lady Fish.'
"Finally, I'm tired of staying in Harrenhal and spending time with that flower," Aegon said playfully, which made everyone chuckle.
"Perhaps you want the company of Princess Arianne more," Jae said jokingly, and Aegon turned to him angry and embarrassed, making Elia and Rhaegar laugh.
"Father, will we still show Meraxes, even if dragons of Dany, Egg, and Uncle Viserys hasn't hatched yet?" Rhaenys asked, touching Meraxes, who was now resting on her lap.
Rhaella noticed Rhaenys was spending the whole time with Meraxes, and she hoped Rhaenys wouldn't become like her namesake.
Rhaenys I Targaryen was known to spend more time with her dragon than with Aegon and Visenya combined.
"Yes, we will, but I'm sure their dragons will hatch soon," Rhaegar responded proudly, looking at Meraxes.
Rhaella had noticed that Meraxes let everyone with Targaryen blood pet her, but when Elia tried, she quickly moved her head away and even screamed at Elia to stay away.
From what she could see, Meraxes was much more calmer than Bloodfyre, who let no one else close to him except Jaehaerys.
"Now you can leave," Elia said, and they left the solar one by one.
Rhaella didn't want to tell her doubts about Jaehaerys to Rhaegar and Elia. They were only doubts, and if Jae indeed took care of her, then why tell them. Lady Fish was going to die anyway, and for what she did to Jae, she deserved everything coming to her.
Rhaella had ordered the servants to bring very salty food to Lady Fish and show her how Jaehaerys felt all these years alone in Winterfell.
"Mother, do you have any idea how could Lady Fish escaped?" Rhaegar asked, concerned and angry, his fist was closed tightly.
"I don't know, and I think Jae was right. She is nothing, and she can't do anything any longer," Rhaella responded shyly, and Rhaegar focused his eye on hers, almost like studying her.
After a few moments, Rhaegar sighed deeply, and he nodded his head. "I see," Rhaegar said quietly, and Elia looked relaxed.
Rhaella knew that her son might be thinking that she had something to do with Lady Fish disappearance, and that's what she wanted them to think. Ladyfish deserved whatever happened to her.
Tywin Lannister
He couldn't remember the last time he was so angry. That damn boy shamed him and House Lannister in front of everyone. No, this could not stand. He would not allow that a damn child threatens him and leave without getting wet.
First, the King removes House Tully as Lord Paramount, making the whole marriage between Cersei and Edmure worthless. And then the kid dares to threaten him in front of all the other lords. Like he was some damn Frey.
Lord Tywin, do I need to remind you of the Field of Fire
Tywin knew that tone and the prince's eyes very well. The new prince was dead serious and wasn't making empty threats. Tywin knew he was a danger to them, and having a giant dragon on his back made things even worse.
Cersei yelled at him, that was only one dragon, and they could quickly kill one, but she was stupid as hell. The dragonflies very fast, and the only weakness of a dragon that old is the eye, and the chances of hitting the eye are insanely small. Through the years, many people had tried to do the same shot but failed. Dorne always liked to praise themselves for what they did, but they were just extremely lucky and maybe because Queen Rhaenys overrated herself.
Tywin knew the best way to deal with the new prince was not through war, but in other ways, Tywin didn't know his personality, and maybe he can find flaws to use against him. And one thing Tywin knew very well was that Dorne wouldn't take kindly to the son of Lyanna having a dragon and not Prince Aegon, and even if Prince Aegon get a new dragon from the giant dragon, that new dragon would never be stronger than the giant dragon.
If something would to happen to Princess Rhaenys or Prince Aegon, Dorne would blame Prince Jaehaerys immediately and be against the new prince and possibly starting a war, and they would destroy each other. But that could work only if it is known that House Martell despise the New Prince and Tywin needed more information.
Tywin hoped that Jaime would do his job and tell him of his personality, and Cersei wouldn't try to do something incredibly foolish.
Daemon Blackfyre
He didn't know where he was, everything was blurred to him, he tried to feel his body, but couldn't. He tried to move his hands, but he couldn't. His eyes were open a little, and he could see someone looking at him. He slowly opens the whole eye and sees that he was his father sleeping on his chair. He was sitting on a chair close to his bed. Daemon could see a candle on the table, making light in the darkroom.
Daemon slowly moved his head to his right, looking at his right hand. His right hand was covered in bandages. And he felt almost nothing, he couldn't feel pain, but he couldn't make his hand move, not even a little. And the hand was feeling very warm, and Daemon couldn't understand why.
"Daemon," he turned to his left and saw his father looking at him, and he quickly leaned closer and hugged him.
Daemon tried to move his left hand to hug him back but could hardly move it.
"What happened?" Daemon asked, confused, not remembering what had happened.
His father keeps hugging him until he pulled away and slapped him in the face.
"What were you thinking? You could have died," his father shouted and looking ready to slap him again, Daemon closed his eyes waiting for the next slap, but his father didn't slap him.
"What happened?" Daemon asked again after he opened his eyes also. His father sighed sadly. "You cut your hand in a foolish attempt to hatch the dragon eggs," his father responded and looking at his right hand with sadness.
Daemon couldn't remember that. He only remembered that his father gave him dragon eggs.
His father then gets up, and slowly walks to his right side, and slowly touch his right hand, causing pain.
"Aaahhh" Daemon moaned in pain, and closing his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth.
"I'm sorry," His father apologized and touching his cheek.
"What will happen to me?" Daemon asked, afraid that he would die from this wound.
His father moved his gaze away and lowered his head.
"You will live. I just hope that nothing needs to happen to your hand," his father responded quietly and putting his hand on his knee.
Daemon was confused by his answer. "What do you mean?" Daemon asked, and trying to move his left hand.
His father slowly turns his head to him.
"Don't worry, now you need to rest," his father responded and left the room and leaving him alone.
Daemon sighed deeply and knowing he was a fool to do what he did.
After what felt like hours, Daemon hears a sound to his right. He quickly turns his head and sees a bird on the window. Daemon was confused, and it was the middle of the night. What was that bird doing here.
"Hey, come here," Daemon said kindly, and the bird was looking at him.
The bird flies closer to him, and Daemon looks at the bird closer. The bird was black as night.
Daemon wished he had something to give to the bird. The bird was making strange noises, and Daemon liked the sound, and he closed his eyes to sleep with the music of the bird.
Daenerys Targaryen
She was in her bed-chamber, wanting to sleep. She was worried today for Jae, and he had stayed most of the day in bed and said he was tired. At one point, Rhaenys suggested bringing a Maester, but Jae just said that he would be fine.
Aegon had asked him if he wanted tomorrow to meet Ari, as Aegon called her and Nym. Jae had gladly accepted that. But Dany didn't like that, and she had seen the way Princess Arianne looked at Jaehaerys. She had looked at him like he was some delicious cake.
Now she was lying on her bed, wanting to sleep.
"Daenerys"
She hears a voice and quickly raises her head and looks around but doesn't see anyone, and then she feels a heat, she looks at the dragon egg in the hearth. Dany quickly gets up and walks to the egg. Touching it, Dany felt the egg's heat. To her, the egg was warmer than the fire itself. The egg starts shaking, and the top of the egg cracks a little, revealing a small dark head. The egg begins breaking everywhere, and the shells of the egg fall to the ground, and Dany sees her dragon looking at her.
His head and body were dark while her wings were a little blackened red, his eyes were pure red like blood. The dragon spreads his small wings and leaves out a loud cry.
Daenerys smiled, and her hand goes to his body.
"Aōha brōzi iksis Syralix, Se Jelmāzmo (your name is Syralix, The Stormborn)," Daenerys said.
Aegon Targaryen
He was lying close to his dragon egg, just looking at it and waiting for it to hatch.
He couldn't wait until he had his dragon and fly with it.
"Aegon"
Aegon hears that voice and looks at the dragon egg. He slowly gets up and leans closer to the egg. He touches the top of the egg, but it was too warm for him. The fire in the hearth was very close.
He then looks in shock as the egg center started cracking, and something is trying to come out. The egg started cracking everywhere, and soon a golden dragon comes out looking at him with dark eyes like night itself.
Aegon moves his hands forward and touches the dragon on the back of his neck. The dragon purred at his touch and quickly left out a loud cry.
Aegon smiled and touched his wings.
"Aōha brōzi iksis balerion (Your name is Balerion)."
Brynden 'Bloodraven' Rivers
He was looking everywhere around the world. He knew what was happening and knew it was the only way.
Brynden felt bad for Jaehaerys. He hoped his nephew would be able to control Bloodfyre before is too late.
Brynden closed his eyes, trying to look into the future and maybe find answers about him.
Brynden saw a man at the top of a tower with a white horn.
He sees as the people of Westeros were crying in pain and grief, their skin slowly leaving the body and blood coming out as the air of death comes.
Brynden sees a madman with one milky eye smiling and the other dark as night as he was drinking a goblet with blood.
He sees Jaehaerys close to a Black Stone
He sees Jaehaerys sleeping as his shadow was a dragon with one eye green and the other blue.
He sees dragons dancing above Kings Landing and Narrow Sea, and then Brynden hears a voice.
"You haven't seen what I have seen, I have seen everything, from The Deepest and coldest parts of The North to Old Valyria to the Fallen Empire of The Dawn to The Shadow Lands of Asshai, and Soon all will be Mine."
Brynden opened his eyes, takes a deep breath, and prays quietly.
Forgive me, Old Gods
Shiera Seastar