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Chapter 2: Kings Landing

There it is, her room. He approached quickly, but hesitated just before walking in.

This is it.

He heard what the maesters had said, but he didn't want to believe it. The girl he was betrothed with, the girl who always smiled, the girl who loved the sun, the girl who was kind to him in the most unwanted of situations, the girl who soon became one of his closest friends. No, not girl, woman was close to death with no chance of survival. He knew of her fragile health at birth, but he never knew it was still affecting her. He grabbed the door handle and walked in.

The smell hit him as he walked through. It smelled stale and stuffy. The room itself was dark and gloomy. The windows were closed and temperature of the room was extremely high. Rhaegar walked further in, towards the bed. He looked at the person occupying the bed. Elia looked nothing like her usual self. She looked as if she were nearly in the clutches of death.

"I had hoped that you'd come see me, even in this state" Elia croaked, her voice sounding weak.

"What ever could you mean? You look absolutely stunning" Rhaegar joked, his face lacking a smile.

"I don't have long Rhaegar, no more small talk. Are we going to say our goodbyes?" said Elia with a straight face.

"What goodbyes? You're not going anywhere" Rhaegar attempted to reassure her.

"Rhaegar, before I go" Rhaegar began to open his mouth, but Elia put her hand on his before he could interrupt, "I want you to promise me something. I wish to be returned to Dorne, to my home, to my family."

"Of course" Rhaegar answered immediately.

"And I want you to continue on our plan" Elia added.

"I can't" Rhaegar objected.

"Yes, you can" said Elia.

"I don't have Dorne, I don't have a wife, and I don't have an heir" Rhaegar stated firmly.

"You will always have Dorne, my brother and I made sure of that. When you secure a suitable wife you will then have an heir." Elia paused, " I know it may be hard to continue on your own, but you must find someone who you can trust. Not only that, but someone who you can care for. Or if you're truly lucky, then maybe even someone you love."

After Rhaegar sat there for a few moments, he made his decision.

"I promise"

When their conversation ended, Rhaegar said his last goodbye to his best friend, he sat there holding her hand until her last moments.

He walked out of the room and into the hall where his mother, two maesters and Viserys waited.

"Princess Elia Martel of Dorne is dead"

There was a gasp. Everyone knew her fate, but to hear the words were something entirely different.

He walked to his chambers, dodging people attempting conversation and giving him their condolences. He just wanted to be alone. He didn't wanted to be near anyone except her, his best friend. He never loved her in a romantic way, they always treated each other like siblings, which made it complicated when her mother offered a marriage between the two. But he always wanted to be around her. And now she was gone.

After staying in his chambers for nearly two days, Rhaegar finally emerged. He walked into the dining hall where Viserys, his mother and father were dining. It was night, but the dining hall was brightly lit with candles. He sat down in his seat. No one spoke for what felt like forever until his father broke the silence.

"Finally you leave you chambers, it's been two days?"

Rhaegar didn't answer.

"Darling, I know it's early, but we must discuss your nuptials. Since Dorne is now out of the question, we must look towards the ladies of Westeros."

Rhaegar remembered his promise towards Elia. If he didn't start now, he may never. He had to fulfil his oath to her as soon as he could.

"I agree mother" he said, surprising all the occupants of the table, except his father.

"You agree?" his mother asked skeptically.

"A marriage will lift the spirits of Westeros after this loss. It will also produce an heir." said Rhaegar with an unreadable expression upon his face.

"Very well then, I've already invited ladies from some of the most powerful houses to be my new ladies in waiting. You shall find a wife in one of them. The rest will be married off to unmarried lords." Queen Rhaella replied after a pause.

"When will they arrive?" asked Rhaegar curiously.

"They will most likely all be here by the next moon"

Rhaegar nodded. He didn't look forward to meeting these women. He didn't want to get married, even when he met Elia, but it was his duty. Elia and him grew close which made the situation easier, but he had no wish for marriage. He always thought that if he were to be married, it would be for love, not duty. Despite what Rhaegar wanted, he always gave in to duty, what was best for the kingdom. And regardless of what he wanted, he knew he had to honor his promise to Elia. He would follow through with his plan. For Elia, for himself, for the kingdom.

So chapter 2, what did you guys think. I'm doing a multi perspective thing, only Lyanna and Rhaegar though (Unless the occasion arises that I need to add someone else's). Okay so a little shorter of a chapter than I had originally wanted, but I also wasn't gonna do a Rhaegar perspective so. I really liked writing this chapter as sad as it was. But I got the chance to add some mystery. What was Elia and Rhaegar's plan? What did Dorne have to do with it? What troubles come this way? Review please. Love the support you guys are giving me, it really motivates me to write more. I'll update soon!!