You save me I save you
The ladies are gone the next morning that Daenys wakes up. Her room has been cleaned up, her broken objects replaced by others. She feels refreshed, though she thinks back with embarassement at her tantrum yesterday.
It had been coming for a while, but she would have preferred to have a nervous breakdown when no one was around to see it. The ladies had it coming, but Daenys does admit she should apologize to Eleonora. Though they have had their grieveances in the past, Eleonora did not deserve to be screamed at like that and have a vase thrown at her head.
Daenys wonders if she has some of the madness her forefathers are known for in her veins. Only time will tell, she supposes. A knock on the door interrupts her thoughts, Lady Argella's head peeking around the door. 'Your Grace?' she asks, Daenys smiling at her. 'How are you feeling?' Daenys sighs and shrugs. 'Better than yesterday, I'll admit.' Argella walks in and opens the curtains, sitting on the edge of the bed. 'King Aegon and your parents would like to speak to you.' Daenys nods and sits up. 'I do have some explaining to do.'
Daenys feels still ashamed but Argella's sunny demeanor makes her feel better in an instant. Daenys prepares herself, not bothering to do her hair or put a crown on. Her hair is lose on her back, a simple black dress and black shoes on her feet. Her breath hitches a moment when she stops before Aegon's door, but knocks anyway.
'Come in.' she hears a gruff voice say. Daenys opens the door, Orys and Aegon looking up from the documents they were discussing. 'Your Grace. How are you doing?' Daenys offers a weak smile, still looking tired but not as sick anymore. 'I'm well, Lord Orys.' He nods, and than Daenys' gaze crosses that of her father. His mouth is set in a disapproving grimace but Lady Valaena smiles encouragingly at her.
Daenys sits in a chair before Aegon's desk, her hands clasped together in her lap. 'We wish to speak to you, Daenys. Not only as your king but also your brother. I heard you had a nervous breakdown.' Aegon says, cutting through the silence. 'Embarassing us again, more likely.' her father interjects, but Daenys nods. 'I did yes. I understand how you are feeling, father. I am even ashamed of myself.' she whispers, looking at her fingernails. 'Why?' Aerion asks, disapproving look on his face gone. 'I am not one to throw with things and scream at people, normally. But the last few months have been trying, to say at the least.'
'You did that a few times when you were little.' Lady Valaena offers, looking out of the window. 'Your father or Aegon never noticed because you only ever showed that side with me. You bottle everything up and when you've had enough, you explode.'
'Still, she should not have reacted like that.' Aerion answers, Daenys' head hung in shame. 'And what is this about you not wanting to be queen?' Aegon asks, brow creased in confusion. 'I do not belong here, Aegon.' Daenys answers. 'Wha-' 'I am not made to be queen. You know it, Rhaenys knows it, Visenya knows it as well. Even Father and mother know it. I should have stayed at Dragonstone.' Daenys interrupts. 'The court laughs and jests behind my back. You know they do!' she says when Aegon tries to tell otherwise. 'You know they do.' she whispers.
'What do you want me to do, sister?' Aegon asks, frustration clear in his voice. 'I feel content here, I cannot deny that. But Dragonstone will always be my home. It is the one place I know I can be myself.' 'You want me to send you back? My own sister and wife? What message would that send to my enemies?!' Aegon snaps in frustration, but Daenys knows it's not directed at her. He is frustrated because he cannot help her.
'I think that would be for the best.' Daenys confirms. 'You will stay here. I have to admit Visenya, Rhaenys and I have not been the most welcoming either. If I promise you I will try harder to make you feel at home and make sure the court stops making fun of you, will you at least try to make yourself at home? If in a few months you still feel the same, I'll allow you to go back to Dragonstone.' Aegons offers, Daenys thinking for a minute and nodding. 'You promise?' Aegon nods at her question. 'You have my word.' 'I will try to fit in more.' Daenys decides, Aegon nodding and a small smile showing on his face. It makes Daenys' heart beat painfully in her chest. Seven Gods, he is breathtaking!
'If that is all, I'd like to leave.' Daenys asks, Aegon nodding. 'For what reason?' Aerion asks. 'I need to apologize to someone.' Daenys says in a determined voice, throwing a smile at her parents and Aegon and leaving the room. Interest peaked, Aegon opens the door and calls out at his sister's back 'Who?!'. Daenys turns around and grins. 'Lady Eleonora.'
Days later, when their parents have departed to Dragonstone and the peace has somewhat returned to Aegonfort, Daenys decides to join her siblings in Aegon's living room. She knocks on the door, a clear voice telling her to enter. 'Daenys!' Rhaenys says in surprise, a pleased smile on her lips. 'Can I join you? Sleep eludes me tonight.' 'That makes two of us.' Visenya groans, hands massaging her head. Her sister's stern expression doesn't waver, but she makes place for Daenys to sit.
A silence falls over the room, Rhaenys embroiding something, Aegon going over some documents and Visenya reading a book, a warm fire crackling in the fireplace. Daenys lets the fire warm her feet, a cup of tea in her hands. She sips it, feeling her head is starting to feel heavy. 'Oh yes, I meant to tell you.' Daenys breaks the silence, causing her siblings to look up. 'I met a dragon the other night, during the storm.' Rhaenys and Visenya share an astounished look, Aegon's gaze boring in Daenys' head, their sister still looking at the fire. 'Is that so?' Visenya asks, prodding for her sister to continue. 'Mmm.' Daenys humms, eyes slowly closing. 'What did it look like?' 'Her. It's a female dragon.' Daenys corrects, having it harder and harder to keep her eyes open.
'She was big and had these yellow/green wings and yellow eyes.' Rhaenys' mouth falls open. Don't tell me! 'There was one thing that shocked me more though.' Daenys says, eyes slowly closing. 'And what is that?' Rhaenys asks, suspicions slowly confirmed.
Daenys yawns and closes her eyes, head lying on the edge of the couch she is curled up in.
'She reminded me of Balerion.'