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CHAPTER NINE (sneak peek)
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“You are no longer the woman I know,” he said. The woman in front of him was a cold woman, cold like the ice that Jyrot spits. He wondered what had happened during those years away, what made her to be this… person. It was like she turn off her humanity, he didn’t know who he was looking at and that angered him. Not a flick of emotion was seen in her vermillion eyes, as he had her trapped between himself and the wall. “I have cried for you! I yearned for you… I have kept your letter as secret. You can’t just appear as if nothing had happened. Our family cried of your suppose death Eudora! Don’t you at least feel a bit of regret of the broken hearts you’ve caused?” Don’t you regret you stealing my heart? He so badly wanted to tell her.
“You expected too much. The girl you saw last had died. She knew her end was nearing, she knew it had to happen in order to be reborn.” She pressed her hand against his chest, pushing him to relieve herself space from him. Aemond who’s body felt so weak, allow the little strength she gave of pushing him away. “And don’t put yourself as the victim Prince Aemond. I sense the guilt radiating off you, I know what you did.”
He looked with confusion, “what did I do that you sentence me to be guilty – when it is you who suppose to carry such; I’ve done nothing but devote my love to you.”
“Are you sure?” She couldn’t help but mock a chuckle. “I may have left but I have eyes and ears circulating this palace. I know what you did, and it is because of that I came to the realization that… I was a foolish girl.”
His temper was getting to him, he was losing his patience. She kept on talking and talking, but will not spit her words and it stressed him to the point where his scarred eye was beginning to throb. “Stop hanging your words and spit it out!”
“Does Alys Rivers ring a bell?”
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Hello everyone!
Some arrangements I’m going to announce. I’m going to go back a edit some chapters. During my time recovering, I’ve decided to stretch the span the time Eudora was gone. Besides two years, I’m making it four years because there are some things I will be adding to make the story make sense. Also, beside Aemond carrying a ruby in his eye socket, it will be a red Beryl. The necklace of her father that Daemon retrieve for her will also be of that gemstone as there is significant meaning behind it.
Chapter Nine will be published Wednesday.
Much love,
Piñacolada 🍍
Disclaimer: prepared to meet the Red Queen; don’t mess with my girl Eudora because there is a lot that is going to be unraveled.
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Update:
Hello everyone,
I’m going to move the date for TQOHH next week. I woke up today with a terrible flu, and I don’t know how long it will take for me to recover – maybe 2-3 days, but I just want to come out here and notify you all.
Thank you for your patience.
Much love,
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— Sunrise, by Louise Glück
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i love your stories, your writing and your creativity. do you plan on writing for other characters in the HOTD universe? maybe GOT (game of thrones)? or is your focus always going to be aemond? not that i don't like he's my favorite character
My main focus is on Aemond since he is my favorite out of all of the characters. But I do plan to expand on other characters that are of my interest such as Aegon, Helaena, Daemon, Alicent, and Rhaenyra; but they are going to be one-shots. As of now, I am working on a Aegon one-shot – maybe in the future a series depending if I’m motivated to do one. The one I’m working on (of Aegon) I’ve just started, so you will see that published on my page soon.
I love the questions by the way, if you guys have more you’re curious about I will happily answer them – depending on the question though.
Much love,
Piñacolada 🍍
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Your series’ are amazing! I love all three, I’m obsessed with Aemond x Eudora though and can not wait for chapter nine! Do you have a specific posting schedule or could it just be at any time?
Thank you so much! The Queen of His Heart will be published this week; specifically the weekend but there are chances I may post early.
Much love,
Piñacolada 🍍
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Maybe I’m just a bitch but I’m hoping Inessa is going to get some big revenge on these bitches. Daemon and Rhaena are #EnemyNo.1
He’s proud of his daughter for stabbing a girl who was defending her brother against four people? He’s mad that she got a dragon (a beastly and dangerous that could wipe theirs out at that) before his daughter? His daughter may have just made her barren, as a woman back then that’s her life ruined and he couldn’t care he’s proud? Rhaena is now all sad and scared because the girl she stabbed for nothing could easily kill her. She stabbed her for saying Vhagar isn’t a heirloom, which she isn’t, she got stabbed for no reason. I hope this sweet little angel gets her revenge I really do.
I love reading your guys reply of Inessa deserving justice which she does! The girl deserves nothing but the world, and has such an amazing heart. You could tell how different she is from her entire family, which is what makes her special and a gem.
I love reading your guys input of the stories, it makes me excited to see what you would think on the upcoming chapters coming soon.
Much love,
Piñacolada 🍍
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CHAPTER FIVE II A.T
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Aemond Targaryen x OC 
Masterlist
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"It's been three weeks not much has happened except that Viserys has fallen more ill. A raven was also sent to us of the news of Rhaenyra and Daemon's marriage, she also has fallen pregnant. The first legitimate child for once. Anyways, I don't know if you have listened – or even listening at all, but mother has been visiting you everyday twenty four seven. She will stay even as little as five minutes until grandsire calls upon her. She's growing quite tired and more into her shell. Helaena is still herself however she mentions your name a lot often, more frank really. I would assume she worries and is quite lonely since no one listen to her, no one except you. She misses your company, as do I.... and Aegon.
Aegon has been more... difficult to handle since. With grandsire on her back, and Aegon on top has made her life overwhelming; always has her  tangle to deal with his mess. The amount of bastards that would've been born nine months will grave mother. Whenever he's drunk he calls upon you, asking us or the servant to call you so you can take care of him. And when we remind him that you're still in a coma does he stay silent. I would say the first time I've seen Aegon openly show his emotion was here. He was here where I sit, holding your hand like I am now.
I didn't mean to listen, but I needed you at that time too so I waited till he finish. I didn't know that Aegon was going through so much... pain. I didn't know that you were always there to remind him he was loved... seen. It shows how much we need you. No has been the same, it's as if the light has grow dim and we all left lost in the dark.
As for I well... I'm trying to be strong" he chuckled at the choice of word. "Kind of actually. I still have an immense pain time to time, and the scar is healing slowly but well. In truth sister I truly miss you. I miss your hold when we sleep, I miss your way of words to lift my mood, I miss our routine where we take our walk at the garden under the looming tree where I braid your hair and I tell how my training went. I miss us jesting with each other, I miss you. Vhagar has felt what I've been feeling and I still find it incredible how strong a rider and dragon bond could be that I also feel she misses you... which is crazy since you only rode her once with me... that day.
I'm so sorry Inessa. I should've protected you better. This would've not happened if I was so weak, but I made an oath in the eyes of the seven that I will never leave your side as you have never left mine that day. I will work hard... be worthy to our house... to you.
I just hope by tomorrow you wake up sweet sister. It will be our nameday and I will dread being alone on our day. Please don't leave me alone Inessa, please." He wiped his tears from his cheek as he lifted himself up from his seat. Before he were to leave, he pressed a gentle kiss atop her forehead whispering "goodnight."
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The sun greeted Aemond with a soft warm kiss on his cheeks. His head rest on her pillow as he stared off at the wall. He prayed to the seven and of Old Valyria to hear his plea to wake his sister on their nameday. If he was to walk in the Royal hall all alone withe bunch of anticipating eyes he will literally turn away and leave, not caring if his mother calls out his name and lacking manners for waiting guests.
The knocks on his door had his mind to awake, that giving him the sign to get up from the bed. He mutter 'enter' and did looked down so the servants did not see his monstrosity appearance. Once they warm his bath, replace and made the bed, and hooked up his wardrobe of today did they finally flea out the room closing the door with a loud shut.
Alicent Hightower who has wore nothing but black in mourning of her coma-state daughter, watched as the servants decorating the hall with her house colors and hint of red, very little of red and black to show house Targaryen colors.
She asked if they need her presence any long as she wish to wish her twins a happy nameday. When the subjects shook their head, did she happily left the room making her way first to Aemond who was done with dressing. The doors to his chamber open revealing his mother who greet him with a smile. "Happy nameday my dear" she gently press a kiss on top his head.
"Thank you mother have you told the same to Inessa?" He questioned.
"No, I was going to do that right after and stay until I'm needed wouldn't be too long" she sighed. "Would you like to join me?"
Aemond shook his head knowing his mother needed time to spend with his sister. He finally accepted that she won't wake up today, hopefully tomorrow. Once Alicent gave her a tight lip smile, she bid a good rest of his day as she made her way to the room where laid Inessa.
Aemond made his way to the training keep where he knew waited Criston Cole. He requested for training even though it was his nameday, he will not skip training just for that. As he was making his way to training keep did he come across Aegon laying on the ground completely wasted, as per usual. Aemond look over at his mother annoyingly, he knew he should expect such behavior he didn't know why he expected he would be at least decent for as it also Inessa's nameday.
"Aegon you ofe" he gritted kicking him with his feet "wake up you drunk." Aegon lazily swing his hand away, and did it again but gave him a whiplash earning him a groan.
Aegon flutter his eyes open and all he saw was a blur, but he did recognize the silver hair boy in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and tried opening them again. This time he saw a hazelnut girl standing next to their brother. The corner of his eyes brim into tears as he began to reach out, "Inessa."
Aemond look behind him to see no one. He's hallucinating again. "Aegon wake up you can't lay here where lords of high houses walk these hall" when Aegon didn't respond to Aemond, he reveled a disappointing sigh knowing he was going to be late for his training. Inessa would've scold her twin for leaving their brother, and if she were here she would've helped Aegon. "Don't complain why your head hurts when you wake up sober"
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Aemond sat in the center of the table where he watched all the lords asking for lady's of other houses to dance. Alicent stood to his right wearing the same color dress, but of different design. She looked like a extreme wreck and tired. On his left was Aegon who was no longer drunk, but tipsy at the least. Helaena sat beside her betroth trying to make conversation, but always ignored making her pout.
It's not the same without her.
He watched his grandsire talking to his lord cousin from Oldtown, and similar to Alicent he wore black clothing in mourning for his granddaughter. In fact, now that he sees from grander angle his whole entire wore black except his father, who wore red.
Daeron also wore black, but he was not present as he decided to stay with his sister who hasn't seen for such a long time. Alicent did not push her youngest and understood the boy wanting to be by his older sister.
The effect his little sister had on their family was loud and clear, that he wondered what would've become them if she was to pass. He knew that Aegon behavior would permanently stay and his mother may forever wear black making her known to be The Mourning Queen.
But the Gods look down upon and they are grateful that Inessa was at least breathing, they just hope that sooner rather than later she wakes up. Oh how he has miss her caramel eyes and her sweet smile. Aemond knew that if she were here that she will pester him for a dance, which he knows will deny just to jest. He also could imagine her asking Aegon who will gladly accept making him stand from his chair and take her away before his brother had the chance to touch her hand.
Her laughter would've dance all over the hall, and he could already see that the moon light will shine upon her figure.
Aemond's lip wobble at the thought of her that he immediately look down at his plate that was untouched. He wiped his tear quick enough for anyone to notice, and let out a deep breath to calm his aching heart. However, more tears spill from his eyes when he could hear her laughter again, and it sounded so real as if she was real.
"Inessa"
Aemond look over to comfort his mother thinking she was probably breaking down of her sweet girl not being here celebrating her name day, but was wrong when he saw the light in her eyes returning to the surface. He heard the splatter of cups spill the table making him turn to his left to see Aegon risen from his chair with the same look. Confusion eyes the silver hair boy look to where they were starring and understood why they showed such reaction.
There by the opening doors was his sister who, though look weak, was up and breathing. By her side was Daeron who had his arm links to her in support to keep her balance. "Inessa!" Aemond shouted catching everyone's attention.
She heard me. She kept her promise. She heard me.
Aemond ran down the steps and pass by the lords and lady's with strong pushes, not taking the time nor the care to apologize. He heard padding feet follow behind, but he didn't pay much attention as he growing close to her and when he finally was he blessed to look deep into the caramel eyes. The smile she bore had him to do the same. After three weeks with a frown, his lips stretched showing his teeth.
He pulled her into his arms and couldn't help but to finally let go his tears freely, as he duck his head into her the pocket of her neck. He felt her arms circulating around him gently making him tighten his hold a bit more, but not tight enough knowing he had to be careful since she was still healing.
"You came."
"You called."
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𝟔 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫
It's been over six years and within that span things had shifted within the Hightower-Targaryen family. Since the awakening of Inessa Targaryen, another celebration was held a week after the twins nameday.
According to the Maester, Inessa body healed perfectly well but there was assumption that due to the blade puncturing her womanly organs, bearing a child made lead to difficulty. This was heartbreaking news for Alicent and Inessa. Seeing that there was a possibility that Inessa may not able to bear children because of the incident broke her heart. There should've been anger and resentment toward Rhaena Targaryen for being so dunce, but she didn't have the heart in her to hold that grudge.
Inessa wanted to be mother in the future, and the fear she may not experience that had her lead to a anxiety attack – worrying Alicent as she order the Maester to aid her daughter.
Aemond was by her side holding her on their bed. Alicent informed him of everything, and to say he was furious was visible to the eye. The fury boiled his blood that he swore if anyone were to touch him they would burn. Aemond would wipe the dry tears from his sister cheeks, and hold her tighter as he thought about the oath he made.
Since then, Aemond never once was too far away from her. He became her shadow without her knowing. Whatever she goes he follows. He will listen into her conversations and will observe her body language which gave signals to what she was feeling.
Aemond training progress over those six years that his goal of being known as the bed swordsmen in Westeros came true. It did for sure boost his masculine ego, and it made him more worthy now that people knows he was to not be mess with, especially when it came to Inessa.
Vhagar felt the forcible from rider that it made her hum, and the protection he has for his sweet Angel she also project whenever the princess was around. The years of riding with Aemond on Vhagar were always her favorite times that even during the hour of the wolf, she would ask him if they could take a flight so she can stargaze.
Aemond could never say no to her.
Inessa seeing the bond between her brother and Vhagar made her driven to finally bond with a dragon. She had hope the Gods have felt her desires and that they will allow her manifestation to come into fruition.
And they did.
It was when she was fifteen years old. Inessa went on dragonback with Aemond where they found an island that was not in the map. She was walking along the trail to find some elderberry's – having the feeling that they may be here seeing the climate in this island was rather warm.
Once she came across a bush of them, did she clapped in glee. She knew she had to be safe or else Aemond will come after her. He allowed her five minutes to go alone, and if she was not by the beach at the end he swore he would enter the forest and have her over his shoulder.
She knew he did not jest, so she ran.
As she was picking the fresh berries putting them in her basket, did her ears pick up a rustle not far.
Curiosity made her want to go and see, and so she did. The rustle of movement became louder and clearer that once she close, she lost her grip of the basket that it had fell. The noise is what made the dragon that she starred– stop what is doing, which was eating a deer.
The dragon was big, but she observed it was not as big as Vhagar. It was for sure quite intimidating as it's aura brought a power of dominance. The spike dragon was of a color of dark charcoal; eyes that were close to emerald color and had teeth so sharp she swore her head would been gone.
The look of this dragon had her reminded of a dragon she knew, a dragon that was known to be untamed and a rider never once dared try.
"Cannibal" she whispered.
The dragon bared his teeth at the mention of his name, as if he didn't like it. She could feel he didn't. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you" she spoke in High Valyrian. "And I'm sorry that I disrupted your meal. I was just curious when I heard a noise and I came across you." She hadn't realize she moving close to the creature that it let out growl of warning. "The words they stereotype you is unmatched. You don't look scary to me, you look quite beautiful. Alone even. Do you feel lonely?" The dragon could sense that the small girl in front was nothing to be weary about, but he still hold of his ground.
"May I touch, if you allow me at least." She extend her hand out and waited for him to make a sound, but didn't. Once her hand lay upon his warm scales did she feel a chill throughout her body. "Warm" she whispered "and marvelous. I feel you have had your guard up your whole life dear friend. It said a rider has never bonded with you, what if that could be changed? I feel you lonely and I would want people to learn that they have misunderstood you. After all these years, I want you to know... I see you."
The big old dragon hummed with gratitude leaning further more to her. Base odd that reaction, that gave Inessa a green light that he was willing to give her a shot; and it was like the creature could read her mind of how she was going to mount him seeing how grand he was, so he extend his wing for her to stand. Once she on top, he carefully rose his wing and she stepped off as she began to sit atop of him.
She held on the spikes that look to a necklace around his neck, and he waited for her command. "Fly!"
It's been over five minutes and Aemond was unsettled. He cursed under his breath for thinking she was going to listen, and began to make his way to the forest but stopped once he heard a roar of a dragon making his heart to plummet to his stomach.
He thought of Inessa and think she may be in danger, but when heard her exciting shout up from the skies did he realize she was on top a dragon, the cannibal to exact.
He heart soar with pride to see his sister on a dragon, and one such the opposite of her. Aemond quickly went to Vhagar and had her fly up in the sky where he was met with his sister who was hugging the dragon, cheek smoosh up as she was enjoying his warmth. Her dragon felt the presence of an old friend, and he roar as way of greeting which Vhagar respond back. The two knew that their riders were connected, which meant they were to be cordial with each other.
"Aemond! Look I've bonded with a dragon!" She pointer excitedly. "I'm a dragon rider now!"
"You look ethereal sister" he shouted.
You look like a goddess, he wanted to say.
The two made their dragon descend back to the island where both riders eventually dismount. The two dragons watched as the twins walked up to each to each other, and aemond pulling his sister into his embrace lifting her up making her squeal. "You have claimed the cannibal, how satirical seeing his reputation" he pointed which earned a growl from the beast.
"He does not like that name," she said. "His name is Malvos, he prefer that than the others I've listed" she smiled.
News was spread of the Realms Angel claiming the ferocious beast that was name the cannibal, and were perplexed how such dynamic seem to bond seeing how distinct their character was from each other. But it is like that one saying, opposites attract.
The light Inessa project was one that Malvos saw welcoming and safe. The dominating aura Malvos project made Inessa feel she was safe knowing no harm will come to her.
The news traveled to Dragonstone, and Daemon can't help but feel bitter that his so called niece claim such dragon. Rhaena felt afraid and vulnerable seeing how she was still without a dragon, and the girl she'd stabbed does – one that is known of eating its own kind.
Fast forward to now, Inessa are now above the age where lords will fight for her hand. Inessa has become a beauty to the eyes. Her round plump face was now more sculpted. Her bond structure was well sculpted, plump lips that made lords curious how they would feel around their area, and nice curve body that the dresses she wore saturated them nicely. Inessa now grown to a beautiful woman made Aemond twice as protective, and more intense whenever a lord thought they had the chance to talk to her.
Whenever he was not there to scare them away, it will be Aegon. Aegon who came to see that making memories with a family member he dearly loves should not be taken for granted. So whenever Aegon had the chance when  Aemond was not breathing down at their sisters neck, he will come in and swoop her. The two will bond like always do, Inessa will listen to Aegon like she always does and will offer him a piece of her advice.
A motherly nature he wished his actual mother bore, but did not.
Aegon drinking days had not stopped, but have calm down since Inessa awakening. Him whoring around has also dimmed now that he has a mistress who he has claim that satisfy his desires. When Inessa was inform of his recklessness from before, to say his ear went deaf for a second was not an exaggeration. The betrayal and disappointment in her eyes was the first for him, and he promised he will stop and to his duty as just a husband toward their sister Helaena, which he follow through with when they gotten married.
Nine months later Helaena gave birth to twins, and Inessa never felt so happy that everyday she was at the nursery looking over them. As the twins grew older, it was clear who was their favorite silver hair Targaryen.
Alicent who watch her Angel care and love her grandchildren brought a smile on her face, but will always end in a frown knowing the reality that her sweet girl may not able to birth children. Now that she was of age, it worried her more if lords will take her if they came to hear the possibility. It may not been completely certain since the Maester made it clear he was assuming, but he worry that they try not to risk it.
It made finding a suitable suitor ever the most difficult for Alicent. It became a priority to find a lord either high or low rank who will take care of her daughter. Not to mention, knowing the tension between rhaenyra and what could happen, she did not want to risk Inessa being a part of it. So with the help of Otto who could feel the worry in his daughter, took it upon himself to find a worthy a low rank lord who holds no ties with the blacks, and is far away from capital.
When he gave her the news, Alicent was relieved and happy. Otto informed her that he will be arriving to Kings Landing in a fortnight and will meet with Inessa. He reassured his daughter that this pact will be a good one seeing that House Quinton were known for being quite the intelligent and hold stacks of books which he knew Inessa will love.
Aemond was walking on his way to train when he found Inessa arms link with a young lord who look to he four years older than them. He had chestnut hair, pale skin, and hazel eyes. He was decent for sure, but Aemond question why they were so close.
It was then when he overheard that his mother and grandsire began to transpire a betrothal between the two, and that made Aemond's heart to squeeze.
The feeling he has had over the years grew strong for his sister since he was fourteen years old. It was at that age when he realized what his feelings meant, and though love comes before duty Aemond made sure to break that belief. His heart solely belong to her. He is the half of her as she is the half of him, the two together will make them whole. Aemond cannot imagine a life without Inessa, so he began to forge a plan and that was to head to Aegon.
Aegon saw the look in his brothers eyes, and he could agree himself that his sister deserve someone who is worthy.
Who is not worthy other than Aemond?
Just like Aemond, Aegon made a secret promise before that he will make sure his sister marries someone who will cherish and love her. So when Aemond gave him the reason why he needed his help to convince their mother to cancel the betrothal, Aemond also made a point of with Inessa presence gone who will be there for Aegon?
No one.
"When you crown as King, Inessa will be there as your Hand. You can make our sister as your Hand brother, and we both know she will be perfect for the job. Besides, it is only you who trust her judgement knowing she works her ass off day and night educating. Without the realms Angel, we will lose our sanity. So what do you say brother? For once will you help me convince mother for betrothing Inessa to me?"
A long pregnant pause
"Yes."
It was during the time where Alicent was going to announce Inessa and Lord Phillip Quinton betrothal when Aegon confronted his mother. Alicent was confused why he believe he had a say or the right to tell her to break the engagement, and when she continue to deny him, for the first time he shouted at her.
He wanted his mother to listen to him, and for once see that the words that spit from his mouth were not drunkard her, but sober. What he was expressing was truly coming from a place of heart, which he has.
Alicent slapped him across the face, and froze when she realize that she just copied what Viserys done six years ago. Although she has slapped him way before that, she stopped seeing that day was a time of trauma and for once she the fear in Aegon eyes when he saw Inessa laying on the table, as well the time he defended her by taking the fault knowing it was she.
But she did not apologize, but instead continue her accusation that why he is so persistent, and that he shouldn't think of trying to take her virtue when he always to be known as the whore Prince. A disappointment.
"There's only one person in this world who can tell me what I am" Aegon declared toward his mother.
"And who is that" she said.
"Inessa. She is the only one in this family who has faith in me. She is the only one who has tended my scars as well as my heart. She is the only one that made me believe that love still exist for a disappointment; and you know what makes her above everyone else is that she will actually slap me for even saying the word disappointment. Our sweet Inessa, my Angel of a sister sees me more than that and I don't know as to why. Nevertheless I can't deny that it enlightens me that I at least have someone that sees me. You have not once seen me mother." Aegon truth felt like a slap to the face to Alicent, that it made her flinch. "And you don't even deserve that paternal title – well not from me I don't speak for the rest of my siblings. It was more of Inessa really who tries giving me a motherly love, and she was so young. I, her elder brother, seeked for my sweet sister because she gives me the embrace of not only a sister, but a mother.
So to clear it further for you, Alicent. I have not once tried claiming Inessa's maiden, nor will I ever – hypothetically if she was to be my wife I would've changed entirely for her in order to prove I was the person to take the role as her lord husband. But as always you thought of me unworthy to take her hand. You allow your judgement of me cloud your mind, when you could've came to me and spoke honesty what I thought of the idea... and I would've said yes. But I won't be grey for the rest of my days as long I know that Inessa will be here by my side. Which comes to my next following, if you send Inessa off to some pesky lord then I will make sure that grandsire years plan shatters. Inessa doesn't deserve to be with a lowborn who will not give her the time of his attention, when there is someone else who would fit the role much better: Aemond. I may still see him as a twat, but I know my little brother and I know he would do everything in his power to make our sister happy. So I reckon you to betroth them in sake for the throne you and grandsire so much want to "me" to claim." With that Aegon slipped by his mother as he no longer needed to wait for her response. Her eyes are the windows to how she felt and they told him everything, and the silence was strong evidence.
As he turned a corner he stopped his steps when his violet eyes met with his brother, who gave him a neutral expression. But by the nod that Aemond sent him confirm Aegon that his brother was grateful for what he has done, and will be indebted to him for he has left their mother in a corner. Now she had no choice but to give Inessa's hand to Aemond, and that made his heart flutter.
She is his, he is hers. Now he waits for his mother to announce his engagement with his beloved.
Now and forever the two will be together till their death.
NEXT: CHAPTER SIX
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𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐂
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭: 𝐄𝐮𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥: 𝐈𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧
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𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰: 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐕𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚
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I just want to publish this just so you guys have a clear picture what the OC’s look. The link will be pasted onto their names if whenever you want to look back on how they look.
Enjoy xo,
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The Foretold of the Natrïk’s
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Aemond Targaryen x OC
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(Short series)
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The Natrïks were once considered fictional creatures that were cultivated into stories by humans. No one knew who had started the known tale, but it began to be a popular story and people will always twist it to make it more interesting. Children will plead to their parents to read them the story anytime of the day, and it always leave them fascinated. Eventually, children who grown into adults will tell it to theirs. 
The Natrïks were describe to be similar to mermaids, except they did not have fins or tails. Their description made them seem beautiful
Which they are truly.
Cobalt turquoise eyes and manganese hair to blend in with the ocean. They assume that they also have blue skin which would make sense since they are consider sea creatures,
But they are wrong.
Mythical creatures that are aren't real and don't live in their world, but maybe in another. No person was confident enough to think so, until one. A boy with platinum silver hair and soft violet eyes who lived at the entrance to Blackwater Bay believed that the Natrïk's were real, he saw it in his visions.
People thought dragons were fictional creatures until the First Men and the Andals came across quite a few. They were beyond disbelief when they came to see that they were controlled by humans who held distinct features, and it was only those who have fire in their veins to claim one. Now those same people now rule the Seven Kingdoms and their house name is known all over.
So who was to say that the sea creatures weren't real?
At the age of twenty-six years old, Aegon Targaryen, the first of him name begin to plan his second conquest which was to find the Natrïk. Aegon went on dragonback to Dragonstone where there he planned his conquest.
Stone Drum, the chamber where he planned for his invasion of his invasion of Westeros, was where the King was cooped for the past month. His first wife who he married out duty, Visenya Targaryen. She who has taken the chair of Dragonstone was told on her husbands arrival, and was not surprise he did not greet her. It was not after day three did she find odder that he hadn't come to her, and it was on the second week did she finally decides to go to the massive tower to go visit him. When she went up to the massive tower where her husbands had been living was she staggered at the mess that was presented to her. She found Aegon laying atop on the painted table that sculpts the carved and painted form of a detailed map of Westeros. "What in the fourteen flames happened in here?"
Aegon ignored his sister as he was concentrated on the book that laid on his thigh. The first wife listen the low mutters her husband was reading, and furrow her brows at his deep concentration. "
House Vatura were the only house of Valyria to live under the peninsula. A high rank house that sat upon a council that only held three chairs for three hours that govern Valyria. It beens recorded that the House has survived the Doom, but no longer their kingdom stands in their ancestral home. It is believed that the Natrïks migrated south of Asshai and the shadow lands in Essos and the east of Sothoryos. It is there where their Kingdom has continue to thrive.
"Ulthos... they are in Ulthos!" He laugh victoriously rising up off the table.
"Ulthos? They?" Visenya took the book from his hands, as she read the above title: The Foretold of the Natrïk. "You read a book of fantasy's; that's what you've been doing the past two weeks?"
"It's not a fantasy Visenya" he rolled his eyes. The second eldest drop the book without a care onto the table, and turn to see him picking up the scattered papers she's step on – putting them inside a bag. "The story of the sea creatures mother told us about, they are real and they reside in Ulthos."
"Has Rhaenys not been warming your bed that it made you loose your mind?" Aegon stopped from cleaning and turn to glare at his sister. The glare he gave off was cold and shivering that she cursed in her mind for jesting such.
"I would watch what you say next, sister." The love and devotion Aegon holds for their youngest sister was revolting for Visenya, that she questioned what was so special about Rhaenys that it made her become from Lady of Dragonstone, to Queen Consort. Nevertheless, she grew to ignore her aching heart that yearn for Aegon.
"My apologies" she mumbled.
He resumed back to his work leaving the room to silence. Once it was clean and everything was in their original places, Aegon turn to where he left the book which is where Visenya had stayed stood. "I'm going to be gone for approximately a year. I need your word to make sure nothing is to happen while I'm away. As lady of Dragonstone and my wife, it is your job to make sure that the Kingdom continues is streak of peace. I give you my permission to be my regent for the meantime. If I don't come back by the start of spring, then my son Aenys will take the throne."
"Why don't you ask this to woman who you have the title of Queen" she said with a bitter taste. "After all, that is now her job not mine... anymore."
"If you're going to be like a child then I would find someone else who will fit to be regent. Rhaenys will be busy raising our son, so I won't have her be stress when she also has another on the way."
She is pregnant... again. His conquest will be a year long...
She hummed and if Aegon knew Visenya, usually that sound was one to worry about. "I will be honored to uphold the position brother, it will be my honor" Aegon watched the way she began to slowly walk her up to him, to where she was close enough he felt her hands caress his cloth chest. "I have miss you husband, I have craved for your touch" she purred. "Will you satisfy my desires as a parting?"
Before he was to deny her, she swiftly pressed her lips upon his, nipping at the bottom giving her access. Once her hands press on his harden cock, could he no longer resist as he hoisted her up on the table.
From behind close doors all could be heard were skin slaps and moans.
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It's been six months since his leave to Westeros and Aegon has stopped over twenty cities on Balerion, meeting with those who knew where The Natrïk's reside. On his twenty second, he was walking in a dark alley following behind a child of twelve who said that they knew of a mage they are closely acquainted with knew information everything regards the sea creatures.
In front he faced bolded doors that were strapped with multiple locks. Carved in what look like runes, the boy spoke in a language he did not know and watched the way those run lit. The door unlocked. The boy pushed the door where lead a dark hallway that were lit. “Continue straight – you will come in front a red door, and dont. Look. Back. The voices like to mess around.”
Before he was to thank the boy, he ran off at the other direction. Once Aegon had stepped inside, the doors behind him closed with a loud shut. He followed the boys advice and not listen to the voices. He heard of his beloved Rhaenys and bitter voice of Visenya. He also heard the warm care of his mother, and his father dying breath. He so badly wanted to turn, but conquered. Like the boy said, he was met with the red door that open when it felt his presence. There his eyes met with a woman who had cobalt eyes and manganese hair. She met the exact description of the Natrïk’s,
However she was pale, almost to the color to his platinum silver hair. She look sickly.
“Aegon the dragon lord, born in Dragonstone by Aerion Targaryen and Valaena Velaryon. Brother to his sister-wives, Visenya and Rhaenys Targaryen; King of the Seven Kingdoms. Why does a King come so far where he had to leave his throne to his sister where today he could meet the Strangers hand?” Her voice hoarse and uninviting.
“Seeing how you know so much of me, I guess you already know why as I am here.” He said
The old woman laughter felt like she was being strangled, making his ears to cringe at the sound. “Smart man smart man. You hope to meet with a Natrïk, specifically a member of House Vatura” the hope in his eyes was evident, and it made the woman crookedly smile. “I see... It gladdens my heart that my kinds is recognized to be real, and not mythical.”
“You are Natrïk?” She did not look like one, exception of the eyes and hair; she did not have blue skin like the story’s entails.
“We have been stereotype of all having blue skin, I afraid to break it to you little boy but not all of us hold such beautiful complexion. Our kind we are born with a diverse complexions, the only being blue, green, platinum, and brown. And yes, I am Natrïk.” She watched the relief coming down from his shoulders, the disbelief laugh that was cough.
“After six moons I have finally met one. It is my honor to meet one who holds the feature of Old Valyria,” he sat down across from her, smile not once wavering.
“Pleasure. I have awaited for your arrival for quite a time little boy. I foresaw you have eyes that gift you visions; good you follow them.”
“Yes I’ve had constant visions of coming to meet a Natrïk, but they never take me as far why I am meet them or for what like they do when I conquered Westeros. But I knew the fourteen flames gifted me such gift for a reason, and I will follow what they send me to complete.”
She hummed nodding away, as she flip through the cards that were in front laid across the table. “Yes and there is a reason why you don’t see why, and it is best you don’t since it will not be your problem. All you have to know is your conquest his halfway complete, and base off the cards you are wanted to make a deal with House Vatura. Tell me Aegon Targaryen, what offer would make them consider?”
“I don’t see why that is your concern? What my intentions are my and the King that I wish to meet,” he stated.
“Oh but it is” she smirked. “The boy that sent you, did he say anything of me besides saying I was a mage?” She questioned. When Aegon shook his head She tilt her head as if saying ‘of course he didn’t’, but it just showed the boy was trustworthy which was good. “I am gifted to the magic of Old Valyria, but I am not just a mage little King. I am also Falkūn, or according to your common language, the Master of Whispers. I hear and tell. So it my job as not only as mistress but as mage to decide whether a person is worthy to meet my Royal Highness.” A strong position for a woman, but it seemed she earned it as so.
Aegon knew that he has to be careful with his words seeing the veil has been lifted, as he now speaks with a spymaster who could kill him without hesitation. Though he had told Visenya he may not live, he hoped that the Gods did not decide his end as he wish to spend time with his son and the baby that was soon to come in three months.
“I wish for our houses to come to an alliance, and to hope to reside in Westeros where one can be apart of my council–“
“Basically you’re saying they must bend the knee to you. You want our intelligence, our armies and creatures.” The audacity this little King had, she thought. “If one of them were here to listen you ridiculous words, they would have me end your life for coming up with farce. The Vatura’s will not bend the knee, little King. In fact, if I remember correctly wasn’t House Targaryen a low house. If I remember correctly, there was only three councils who sat on the three chairs who govern Old Valyria. House Embry, House Yalaryan, and House Vatura. Am I not mistaken?”
Being reminded by his family name they were low lords was a reminder he wanted to forget seeing that they had prevail because of him. He wanted to press his sword Blackfyre and threaten the witch for speaking with such cruelty, but he composed himself. “Your are correct.”
“Then understand that House Vatura will still be above you – even if you have now made your house ruling a realm. Your idea an alliance will have them consider only because you come your veins have the blood of Old Valyria, but like in Valyria you must respect them and call them by their Royal titles; bow down to them and remain respectful as it has been years ago before the time of the Doom. You may carry dragons, but they carry creatures that could easily kill them. You may carry armies that hold great loyalty and strength, but they carry shifters who are as loyal and ugly when it comes to protecting their realm and people.”
The books did not tell him that much, but then again the sea creatures have kept their existence discrete for over years and have kept peace since. If he had known their blood still carried such power, he wouldn’t not dared to come. Maybe that’s why the Gods did not show him much because just as they favor the Targaryens for being the last to claim dragons, and to rule a kingdom; they favor the Vatura much more. In addition, the look in her eyes tell him he had no choice, but to agree.
“If those are the negotiation, then I will accept.” He gritted.
“Good” she smiled, “now close your eyes.”
“What–“ he did not get to finish as smoke was blowed.
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Two months later, Aegon had finally arrived back to Kings Landing with pride. He could say that things went well for him, although in the beginning it was bumpy at first. Once the the people of Kings Landing saw their King atop the largest dragon in the world, the announcement of his arrival was heard throughout the kingdom.
Both Visenya and Rhaenys ran to the red keep with children in their arms as they rush to meet with their husband. Once they stood at the middle of the keep where Aegon was making his way out the carriage, did they sigh with relief that he showed no juries. He was in great health.
Rhaenys was the first to come to him, giving him a kiss on the lips which he gladly pressed just as hard. He had miss her and their child, which he brought in his arms. He looked behind to see Visenya with a child who look to be four months old, not once did he think it was hers but that it was his and Rhaenys.
“Is that our Aurion?” He smiled coming close to his son.
“His name is Maegor and he’s our son, Aegon” Visenya said making the smile leave his face. “Seem you didn’t pull fast enough. Welcome home, brother.”
“Aurion did not make it my love” Rhaenys spoke sadly, as she downcast her eyes at her feet. “Aurion was born dragonform, I’m so sorry my love” she whimpered.
“It is not your fault my beloved, it is alright as we have Aenys who will still take the throne after me” Visenya rolled her eyes at that, but her heart felt it was stabbed since he not once look at Maegor with the same love and adoration as Aenys.
“I’m guessing your conquest was successful seeing your not… dead” unfortunately, Visenya thought.
“House Vatura welcome me with great care. I got to learn of them and their ways. I also have earn their hand of alliance in return of respecting their position” he stated.
“You meaning to say they did not bend the knee? You are King” Visenya reminded.
“Yes, and they have their own King. House Vatura is to not make into an enemy sister, trust me. We may hold dragons but they old creatures far great than them. Bigger and faster than our, and way more violent when it comes hurting their riders. If they come, which I assure they will whenever we have important festivities, we greet them as we would greet a King and Queen. There is reason why House Vatura had the third seat back in Valyria, so we must bow to them like before.”
“That is fucking horrendous! We are Kings of the seven kingdom. We owe no one to bow and kneel!” She shouted causing the eyes of subjects to look at the siblings who glare at each other.
Aegon felt their stares and thought this was not a good idea to speak out in public, especially those who not seem to know to close their mouths.
Aegon harshly grabbed Visenya by the arm and yank her almost having her lose her hold on Maegor who began to cry at the aggressiveness. Visenya stared at her brother with fear, and she had hope Rhaenys was to come at her aid and tame him.
“Come sister, for I will tell foretell the truth behind the Natrïk’s. Rhaenys take the boy, I will see you in our chambers soon.”
NEXT: ONE
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I know Visenya was Queen Consort not Rhaenys, but I wanted to mix it up a bit as it will make sense throughout. This series will most likely be 4-5 chapters.
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not rhaena calling inessa a bastard like, girl.... you don't know what luke, jace are? inessa is a pureblood princess
She honestly thought she did something 😂
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CHAPTER FOUR II A.T
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Aemond Targaryen x OC
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A/N: Damn two chapter published in one day, I am spoiling you guys too much. 
Anyways, enjoy (again) xo. 
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A raven was sent to Kings Landing regarding Laena Targaryen death in childbirth. It was detail in the parchment letter that she had commanded Vhagar to end her suffering, which the Queen of Dragon obey no matter how her broke for her rider. The Green Family have packed for travels and were all headed to the ship where awaited for the Royal family. Aegon and Helaena were going on dragonback instead.
Aegon offered Inessa if she would like to ride with him, but remembering the promise she gave to Aemond she denied her brothers lovely offer. She did bid well flight however, tying his hair back so when he was up in the air it wouldn't go all over his face.
In matter of hours, the royal family made it to Driftmark and they were already dressed in black attire in respect of Lady Laena. By the escort of one of the guard that reside on Driftmark, he guide the family to where the burial ceremony will be. Once there, the Greens stood by Corlys and Rhaenys Velaryon who held somber looks on their faces. Next to them were their granddaughters who held similar faces. The blood of Laena showed through me, that when Rhaenyra and her children appeared it showed they didn't resemble like their cousins at all.
Vaemond Velaryon was the one to deliver an eulogy. He brought pass memories of Laena in honor to who she was towards others, and the gift she brought in their family: her daughters. The first Velaryon to take upon the largest dragon was indeed noted in his speech, and it then went to a more intense emphasis which is known who was directed to as his eyes started to Rhaenyra and her children. "Salt courses through the Velaryon blood. Ours run thick. Ours run true. And ours must never thin."
Brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. Not an hint of Valyrian features rest upon them, not even their noses. Boys who carry the name Velaryon did not even honor the name nor gave it justice. Vaemond disappointment in his eyes was clear, his directness was clear making everyone to look over Rhaenyra and her children who she pull closely to her. Laenor starring off ahead as tears leak from his eyes at the realization his little sister was gone, never to come back.
After ending his eulogy, the coffin carried Laena body sink into the sea of tides where the rest of her family lay there in peace. Finally after years in Pentos, the Lady Velaryon was home. The reception was moved to the cliff where guest had view of the sea, and melodic sound of the tides crashing into each other.
Alicent look over her shoulder once and awhile to look over at her children, specifically Inessa who was listening Helaena telling her of the water spider she had found in the corner. Then at the corner of her eye she saw Rhaenyra peer her way and watched the intimate stare her and Daemon were exchanging, having Alicent to look at her with repulsed. Rhaenyra felt the judgmental eyes from the Queen, and immediately scurry off.
Targaryen and their customs always left Alicent questioning, but she cannot deny she has now put herself on that list seeing how she betroth her two oldest children together.
While Aemond counts the cups Aegon drank, his eyes never move from Inessa who tucked a strand of hair behind Helaena ear, and went back on focusing the insect her sister couldn't stop talking about. "We have nothing in common" Aegon slurred making it known to Aemond that whatever is to be said from Aegon will be harsh.
"She's our sister" Aemond reasoned.
"You marry her then" he said simply internally hoping that his brother had somewhat feelings for their sister, and maybe convince their mother to betroth her to him – relieving Aegon from marrying her.
"As much as I love Helaena, I admit that I do not see myself marrying her. After all, there is no point of us ever being betroth seeing I'm the king's second son."
"Oh I've wish our role were to be reverse dear brother" Aegon truly did wish he was the second son because it will then hear less responsibility of leading the expectation as one. "I wish mother had betroth me to Inessa instead, seeing we have more closer relationship than Helaena and I" he admit.
"Would you change your habits if mother told you would be to betroth to our little sister?" It was hard to believe seeing how Aegon can't go out from drinking and pleasure, those are the two things that make him... Aegon.
"I would change every aspect of myself in order to be a good husband to Inessa. After all, she deserve a fine noble man to take care of her. I would learn to love her as my lady-wife" he said truthfully. He cursed under his breath for showing his vulnerability out in the open, especially in front of Aemond. He questioned what was in the wine.
Aemond didn't know if his brother was speaking the truth, he actually would not like it if he did. Indeed, Aemond was quite content that his mother stick with her words of betrothing the two, and not allowing grandsire words to manipulate her of changing that. The thought of Inessa and Aegon is strange and unbefitting. The two don't match with each other as a couple. Again the unknown feeling that grew in his chest resurfaced, but he quickly shook it off.
Aemond watch the way Aegon's eyes linger on a particular servant maid that pass by them, "however I do know one thing we have in common: creatures with long legs" and with that he began to follow the servant leaving Aemond to himself.
Aemond look back over to Inessa who stood up from her crouching position, and turn to look over at Aemond. He didn't know what she was telling their big sister, all he saw was her caressing her hair and Helaena nodding. Inessa left her sister side and to her twin who took her hand interlacing them with his own.
"Where Aegon went?" She questioned.
"He had a headache, decide to sleep on it" a white lie but he knew not to tell her where Aegon truly went too. For the sake of his sister he would just tell her one white lie in order for her to stick beside him, and not to Aegon.
The twins eyes stopped towards their twin cousins who held each other for comfort. Inessa felt for them – although she doesn't know what it feel for their mother, Inessa still felt their pain and her heart broke for them. Now they were only left with their father who didn't seem to comfort them as he ran off to the beach. Daemon was sure similar to her own father, neglectful.
"We should bid our condolences" she suggested to Aemond who's face morph to grim look as if that wasn't a good idea. She tsk "it won't hurt Aemond."
"Fine" he sighed and allowed her to pull him toward them. As they approach the twins, they saw Jacaerys beating them to it but that didn't stop Inessa who took their attention.
Rhaena and Baela knew they had cousins that were twin, they didn't expect it to be them. They look polar opposite that they could bypass of not being twins seeing how Inessa had hazelnut hair and caramel eyes, and Aemond bright silver hair and dull violet eyes. On the other hand, Inessa had more of a welcoming warmth too while Aemond gave off unwelcome cold.
Complete opposites indeed.  
"Cousins it's finally nice to meet you. My name is Inessa and this is my twin brother Aemond. We want to give you our condolences. We've heard wonderful things of your mother, and know that she is now at the safe hands of the Gods. I may not be much of help, but if you like we should have tea together whenever you two visit Kings Landing." When she didn't receive a reply, she clear her throat. Aemond squeezing her hand as support. "Right well, I leave you two. Nephew nice to see you in great health" she said.
"You as well aunt" the boy whispered.
Inessa glance to Aemond who took it as sign to be the one to pull her away. Before he were to take head inside, he glance over at them once more with a small glare. His sister who was ever the sweetest was ignore by those spoil brats. He should've prevented from wasting her time if they were going to act that way, but Aemond knowing Inessa she would still do it even if she wasn't liked.
Ever the Angel she is.
The sun was going down and the two knew it was time to head to their bedroom. Unfortunately the two were given separate quarters, and he hated it. Inessa on the other hand was okay with it since they will only be staying for two nights.
After minutes of reassuring her brother that she will be alright alone, she added that if needed he can come to her quarters to share the bed. Aemond knew he was going too since he has never once slept separately from his twin. Once the two bid Goodnight, Inessa sink into the bath that the maids had prepared.
Once she was cleaned and ready for bed, she was knocked out in seconds. The tides lullaby her to sleep easing her mind to rest in peace. However, not even two hours go by and she awoken from her nice slumber by no other than Aemond. With lazy eyes she looked over that Aemond was still dress in his attire from early, and question why he hasn't changed. Could he really not stand them be apart that he was still on his evening attire?
"Come with me sister, come" he said excitedly, pushing the cover off of her making gust of cold loom over her resulting in her to shiver.
"Aemond what's going on" she said sleepily.
"I'm going to claim a dragon, I'm going to Vhagar" he said which made Inessa to wake up at the news of that. "She's alone in the beach unclaim, this my chance Inessa."
"A-Aemond she is Laena's..."
"She was Laena's, and she now lays by the sand resting unclaimed in need of a rider. Fortunately I am a rider who is in need of a dragon" he clued but nonetheless it still worry Inessa. What if Vhagar did not accept Aemond? What if she burns him to crisp and she just stood there watching. This isn't the same as the incident that happen in the pit, this was whole other thing. Vhagar who is named as Queen of Dragons is biggest dragon in all of Westeros, probably the entire world.
A thirteen year old trying to claim a grumpy old dragon is unheard of that if he was to succeed he will be known to be the youngest to claim such dragon.
"Aemond I don't want you to be hurt" she worriedly spoke. "I... what if something to happen, I can't live knowing it be my fault that I watch my twin brother burn – I wouldn't be able to live myself Aemond." And in truth she wouldn't be able to live far long without her twin.
"My lovely twin I am going to be alright, I promise. I have a good feeling that Vhagar will accept me. I don't know how to explain it buts like our soul are calling for the other, wanting to connect and mend the bond. Trust me sweet Angel and come with me... you promised." Indeed she did, indeed she did.
With a heavy sigh Inessa grabbed a robe that was hang by the post of her bed, wrapping it tight enough so it does not open. Though it was quite thin and not enough warmed, Aemond was in a rush so she had no time to change.
Once she was ready, the two head out quietly from her chambers and were successful on passing the guards who stood with their backs facing them. Finally they were outside where the smell of sea salt wiff into their nose. Aemond pull his sister behind him and pull them down where they lay flat on their stomach as they behind the marram grass. There in front of them was the great Vhagar, she is way bigger in person Inessa noted. She restrained to confess her doubts, but seeing the excitement in Aemond's eyes she kept her words to herself.
"Please be careful Aemond" she whispered.
"I will" he pressed a hard kiss on her cheek and began to lift himself off. The scrunch of sand woke Vhagar from her slumber, and she look down to see a white silver hair boy look up. The She dragon grew tense at the intruder who dare wake her, and leaned closer where the blow of her heat breath blew his hair.
Inessa watched as Aemond brought his hand up showing he meant no harm. She heard him speaking in their native tongue, softly commanding the dragon that he were to wish to connect as rider and dragon, if she accepts him that is. Inessa squealed when she saw the dragon fire brewing in the back of throat, that Inessa was to yell out her brother name to run, but immediately stopped when the dragon leant her snout on his hand.
Aemond look over toward his sister who was now standing, and gave off a triumph smile. He jerk his head for her to come, and she was hesitant at first till he kept on beckoning to come over to meet her. Once she by his side Vhagar look over at the girl who intense glare making Inessa to cower behind her brother who just chuckled. "She will not harm you," he said. "You will not harm her Vhagar. She is one of us" he told her.  
Aemond took her hand once again pulling her to the ladder that was strapped on the large dragon, making the two climbing up with Inessa at front and Aemond close behind. As they settled, Inessa further leant her back onto his front and watch Aemond securing the buckle around them.
It was as if he's done this before.
Once secured, Aemond commanded Vhagar to fly right before leave a kiss on Inessa temple and whispering she was going to be alright.
Inessa squeal as she held on the holder of the saddle when Vhagar began to run and lift off. Both the twins scream as they ascend upon the sky. Inessa more of fright and Aemond more of thrilled. "Oh my god, oh my god" she squeezed her eyes when Vhagar began to fly down sharply making her stomach flip. "Aemond!"
"Isn't this fun!" He laughed.
"I'm going to throw up!"
Aemond knew her words were of exaggeration, and did not pertain to take attention upon. The bond between him and his dragon was sealed, and with Inessa in his arms who swore she was going to faint made the bond feel strong. He felt halfway complete.
The flew for an extra hour and within that time frame Inessa had finally calm, and began to enjoy herself as her couldn't move away from the moons beauty. Aemond enjoyed the sight of peace in his sister eyes as she pointed out a star that look closer, it was as if she could touch it. Aemond watch the glee in her eyes when finally took upon to let Vhagar rough scale, and let out gust of awe to how warm she was.
Once they were back home in Kings Landing, the two will fly together making it apart their routine. Aemond will then help Inessa claim a dragon when she is ready, and he can't wait when the two of them dance together in the sky.
Finally as Vhagar landing back to her spot on the beach, the two lifted themselves off the dragon. Both had a skip in their walk as they swing their arms talking about the flight and Vhagar beauty. Inessa hugged her brother who return the loving embrace, and smile in her neck when she voice out how proud she was of him. "You finally claim yourself a dragon, didn't I tell you my twin" she smirked.
"Yes, yes you did" he smiled.
"Next you should listening to your wise sister, who holds nothing but the truth" she tut making aemond roll his eyes.
Before he were to jest her, the two heard multiple footsteps making their way and with the light of the fire that show the peoples face revealed no other than their nephews and cousins. "There he is!" Yelled out Baela.
"Here I am" he said cockily. Inessa felt the tension between the four children, and couldn't help but feel that something was to happen any second. Aemond felt his sister moving behind him where from the other view that could only make her doe caramel eyes starring at them over her twins shoulder.
"You stole my mothers dragon!" Baela accused at Aemond making Inessa flinch at aggressive tone from the small girl.
"Aemond I want to go" she whispered.
"You'll be alright, stay behind me – don't think of moving away" he said sternly making her nod. Aemond looked over at his family members with coldness as his arm pushed Inessa further to him.
"Your mother is dead; Vhagar has a new rider now" he affirmed.
"Vhagar was given to from my mother to claim!" Baela exclaimed.
Inessa looked over at her cousins confused. No one can steal nor take claim for a dragon when in truth it is up to the dragon to accept the rider. Targaryen thinking they control dragons is an illusion, as the large creature are their own being. The bond between the rider and its dragon just represents that the two are of the same which is why they fit. "You can't have a claim on dragon Baela, and my brother did not steal Vhagar. Dragon are not like pets where your name is tagged on their collar; they have a self and are their captain of their soul" Inessa stated with facts. "Has your parents not teach you the ways of dragons? There are books written in regards of that."
"Oh shut it you bastard" Baela sneered.
"I would watch the way you speak to my sister" Aemond gritted. "She is the princess, daughter of Viserys Targaryen, the first of his name and your elder. And if you want to speak such farce I would revert to the boys behind you who stand shaking in their boots. Perhaps they'll give you a pig with wings to ride" he smirked.
By those words all four of them began to pounce upon Aemond, and out of protective instinct he pushed his sister back to take the hit. Inessa fell flat on her bum as she watch in terror the way her brother was trying to protect himself from the hits. She picked herself up trying to pull them off only to be pushed back down with a huff.
"Let go of my brother" she plead. "Please you're hurting him!" Aemond want tell his sister to not intervene as he saw her being pushed by Jacaerys, that it earn the boy a punch at the jaw making him to fall.
Aemond was too busy on moving their hits away from him that he didn't see the glint of a blade that shined catching Inessa's attention. She let out a panicking gasp as she rose herself back up as she went to stop them from drawing the blade toward her brother. She grabbed them by the wrist as she frantically shook her head "don't, don't struck Aemond's please – don't give yourself the name of being a kinslayer" she plead again.
"Get off of me!" They yelled pulling Inessa strong grip from their wrist.
"No!"
"Get off!"
"No please just stop, I beg of you!" Inessa pushed.
"I said get off!"
A gasp was heard by two, but was ignore as Baela and Jacaerys kicked Aemond. The child looked at Inessa froze as Inessa stared at her family member in shock.
"A-Aemond" it was like time stopped. The children fighting had stopped for a moment as they watched with widen eyes. In her hand, sweet innocent Rhaena held a blade that was plunge inside Inessa stomach.
Panicking, Rhaena quickly took the blade making Inessa out of instinct hold onto her stomach. That's a lot blood, she thought.
"A-Aemond" she repeated this time, but weaker and eventually she could no longer hold herself making her fall. Aemond who grew out of the state of shock, immediately ran toward his sister who was losing a lot blood. "I'm bleeding... I'm bleeding a lot" she worried.
Blood will spill leading the Angel to fall.
"Oh god" he cried. He didn't know what to do, his mind could not wrap what'd happened. Just seconds ago she was behind him, he was shielding her from their punches and next thing he sees her struck by no other than Rhaena Targaryen. "What did you do!" He yelled with rage.
"I-I didn't mean it. I was just protecting myself, s-she pushed me!" She defended weakly, but it still didn't give her any more reason to leash such violence.
"And you have my twin drown in her own blood!" Aemond look down at his sister who breath was growing uneven. His heart clench at the pain she was feeling. His chest tighten making his heart feel it was suffocating and tears began to brim at the outer corner of his eyes. His felt the same blade struck his heart. His heart.
The blade with struck his heart.
All he saw was red. His sister hands grew cold as she still couldn't utter any words, and her grasp she had on his hand loosen, however, the rage that has consumed Aemond blinded him at those details.
Next to him was a rock, he took it and raised above his head as he began to advance towards Rhaena – thought through of returning the same but this time she wasn't coming out alive. The young Targaryen girl screamed out of fear, and began to run away from the crazy silver hair boy.
Blade left laying on the ground.
Lucerys came to the rescue as he pulled Rhaena behind him. Jacaerys coming from behind punching Aemond in the face, but he didn't budge. The adrenaline in his vein were pumping as all he thought was revenge.
He grabbed pushed Jacaerys face knocking the boy to the ground making him groan painfully. Aemond grabbed Lucerys by his collar, his feet being lifted by an inch. "You will burn just as your father," he gritted.
"My father is alive!" Said the crying boy.
"Leave him alone!" Jacaerys yelled at aemond as he slowly picked himself with a wince.
"He doesn't know does he, lord strong" he chuckled and as aemond was about to struck Lucerys with the rock, sand was hit and struck in his eyes making scream out of discomfort, making him lose his grip. Aemond step back as he rub the sand off his eyes, and before he had to chance to reopen them did he felt an immense pain coming from his left side of his face.
Aemond scream came to be so loud that the guards who stood two hundred feet away, heard the noise and ran to where they heard it.
Aemond who bled internally held his stolen eye, and due to the horrible pain he began to cry. Even through the pain that was unbearable, Aemond crawl to look over at his sister whose breathing began to look hallow causing worry to seep into his heart.
"Inessa" he cried but even speaking he hissed painfully. Sister, my dear sister.
The opening of doors were open. The four children who were the only ones standing watched as the Commander ran toward the Prince, beckoning for him to have him see how severe were injuries. When he saw a glimpse, the man was in disbelief "Gods" was the only thing he uttered.
"Commander – the princess" said the Royal guard. "She's been stabbed."
The commander who was at loss with words at the sight of the twins came to see the outcome that was going to unravel once this was announced to the royal family. He looked over at the Velaryon-Targaryen children who huddle at the corner holding each other, fear evidently in their eyes.
This was the beginning between the division of House Targaryen.
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When Queen Alicent chambers were open without a knock, the lady woke up with fright. Their standing was her devoted knight Ser Cole who wore a frantic expression on his face. "My Queen... the twins" just by those words she lifted herself quickly from her bed, not caring if she had her nightgown where it expose area that showed skin.
She didn't even pay attention to ser Cole diverting his eyes away as she took her night robe, wrapping it around her as fast. "Take me to them – what happened!"
Inessa, what to my Inessa. Inessa, Inessa, Inessa. That is all she could think of as Criston Cole guided her to the hall of nine where there waiting were the twins who were being treated by the Maesters.
Alicent let out endless tears when all she received was quietness, her heart pumping as if it was going to come out of her chest.
Once arrived, she opened the door with strength making them knocked against the stone walls causing the Maesters to jump at the suddenness. As her eyes searched and stopped, she stare horrified at her son whose eye was being stitched.
And then she averted to Inessa who lay unconsciously on the table as the Maester was brewing medicine.
Alicent screamed of heartbreak as she ran towards her angel. She was extremely pale her daughter, her lips were even turning purple. "Oh gods no. Inessa my Angel – my love who did this to you. Oh god no, no, no – this can't be happening, not my little girl" she cried as she cupped her daughter cheeks. "Please my sweet girl, open your eyes for mama. Inessa – why isn't she waking up!" She yelled at the Maester.
"The wound was too great my Queen, she has lost a lot of body so her body had went into state of coma trying to healing itself. It took time, but I had the bleeding stop giving a herb that slow it down. Her wound is well stitch, but it will leave a scar." He informed.
"For fuck sake just tell me if she's going to leave.... Is she going to live" she swore if her daughter died on this table she will end it all. She will destroy at sight not caring what it cost her. Inessa, her sweet Inessa that was combination of herself and her dear mother was Alicent's everything. It is because of her she grew to learn more of her children, and it was because her she tried to be a better mother.
Well at least to her.
"She will live my Queen, but I cannot tell you when she will wake up" he said with a tight lip.
Even for those were to be good news 'she will live,' nonetheless it still made her sob through her hands at the thought of her daughter being in so much pain, and as to what she was going through at the moment of time when it happened.
"Mother" Alicent snapped her way to Aemond who lips wobbled. "Mother Im sorry" he sniffed. "I tried protecting her. I-I swear it happen too fast – it was unexpected."
"No my sweet boy it's not your fault. It's not your fault" she repeated. "I know you will always protect your sister, it's not your fault don't punch yourself for it my love. She is alright, she will wake soon." She reassured her son who downcast away from her shaking his head.
"It was her fault – it was their fault" he gritted.
"Who? Who did this to you both – who dare harm you both with such vigor" Alicent snapped as she placed her arms on his shoulders. The fire in her eyes similar to his.
"Daemon and Rhaenyra's children" he said. Silent. She was silent as she began to procress what she said had heard. "Rhaena had a blade and stabbed Inessa while she protecting me. She... s-she didn't deserve that mother, Inessa didn't deserve to be harm in such way" he cried.
Before she was to reply, noises of others were growing loud making Alicent took up to see them piling in, follow by her children who stopped in shock to see Aemond missing eyes, and Inessa who look like she was dead. Finally, King Viserys being the last person who took in the sight of his children.
"What'd happen?" He whispered.
Aegon who stood next to Helaena went up to Inessa laying body, and began shaking her to wake and when she didn't he begin to panick. "Why isn't she waking up? Why isn't my sister waking up! Who did this to her!" He shouted around the room causing everyone to look at the eldest son conflicted. When no one said a word to who and to what, Aegon eyes brim with tears as he held Inessa cold hand. "Little sister" he whispered.
Jacaerys and Lucerys watched the way Aegon kept calling Inessa. Rhaena and Baela (shaken up) watch the rage that bleed through Alicent eyes as she stared at them, not even once blinking.
King Viserys who kept questioning the guards in the room voice grew loud. His hand pointing at Inessa was wondering who was not protecting his daughter. Before the commander was to speak, the daughter to the door reopen again, but this time came in a frantic Rhaenyra who eyes searched for her boys who were leaning against their grandsire for emotional support. Once the boys met with their mothers violet eyes, did they beckon her.
"Let me see let me see" her hands shook as she look at Lucerys bleeding nose that were stuff with tissue. She then move her attention to Jacaerys who only held bruises that were going to color purple any second. "What'd happened?"
"Your sons brought a blade to ambush my children!" Alicent declared which made everyone pave their attention at her. "It was Lucerys Velaryon and Rhaena Targaryen whose motive were to kill my son – my daughter who lays there fighting for her life!" She pointed behind her making everyone to see the very pale princess. "They are responsible!"
Daemon who was leaning against the door look at the princess, and he saw what wrap around her abdomen was gauze securely wrapped, as well as peck of blood dotted at certain areas. He looked over at his youngest daughter who shy behind her grandmother, who protectively tucked her. His keen eyes saw blood painted on her hand as well, but couldn't decipher whether it was from Lucerys or Inessa. He believed Lucerys.
His sweet Rhaena capable of stabbing? That is nonsense and unbelievable. She can't stand even hurting fly – how would she  even have the utter motive to take upon the action. However, in secret which he will forever hold to himself, if she was indeed the one that done that he can't help but be impress and applaud.
"My innocent Rhaena capable of stabbing the oh so called Angel of the Realm. That is quite the humor to my ears sister" Daemon smiled as he watched the way Alicent eye twitched.
"I wouldn't call her innocent after what she had done. After all, it won't come to a surprise where she taken that character from" she said obviously pointing out him being who she intended.
"Aemond I will have the truth of what happened, now!" Viserys limply made his way to his son who looked upon his father with one-eye.
He would have to lose an eye.
Before Aemomd was to speak his truth, he was interrupted by the children yelling their defense making Aemond yell back at them.
"He stolen Vhagar!"
"He had Luc by the neck!"
"Rhaena stabbed Inessa while she was only protecting me!"
"He punched me in the nose!"
"She pushed me!"
"She barely fucking touched you!"
"Enough!" Viserys yelled leading himself to cough. "I will be the one to hear and decide the consequences. Aemond what'd happen at the tunnel."
"Inessa and I came back from riding Vhagar, the dragon that I rightfully claim – not steal" he emphasized. "The four of them were at the tunnel to ambush us. I took most of the hits to protect Inessa, then out of no where I hear her calling my name and alll of us saw with our very eyes Rhaena holding the blade that was in Inessa, and pulled out while she stared at her drowning in her blood. Lucerys and Jacaerys came together and threw sand at me, blinding me giving the advantage that made Lucerys slash my face."
"It was an accident" Rhaenyra said earnestly making Alicent and Aemond to look at her as if she was empty headed; did the slash on his face and the dead-look of a sister not clear enough for her?
Alicent scoffed awestruck, "An accident? Did you not hear my son? Rhaena brought a blade to the ambush, she and Lucerys meant to kill my children."
"It was my sons who were attacked and forced to protect themselves. Vile insults were levied against them. The legitimacy of my son's birth was put to question." She spat believing it was ever the better more reason, and appropriate for them to not only defend themselves, but defend their title.
Alicent found it absolutely astounding that over an insult this was to lead violence upon her children. She looked over Viserys to see similar look, but not of their twin but of his daughters bastards. "My sons are in line to inherit the Iron Throne, my grace. This is the highest of treasons – Prince Aemond must be sharply questioned so we might learn where he heard such slanders" stated at her King-father who nodded in agreement. It was like the injuries assaulted upon his twins went over his head, having his focus solely on his grandsons. It was as if their legitimacy was more of an importance than his children, and from there Alicent was coming at her brinking point.
"You tell me boy where did you hear this lie" he huffed heavily making Alicent eyes widen at Viserys for questioning their son. Their now disfigured son who reputation has been wounded, along as their daughter. "Aemond!"
Aemond only glare up at his father. If looks could kill, King Viserys would've six feet underground. At that moment, this day will mark the anniversary of not only losing an eye, but Viserys losing a son.
Aemond looked over at Aegon who eyes were stone cold as he watched the interaction between him and their father. Aegon cast his eyes to him and saw the way Aemond's eye glance at their mother.
She was the one who levied those words, it was she, but Aemond will never put her name knowing the consequences she will face; no matter if she was the Queen.
Aegon saw the warfare that Aemond was battling in his mind, and then look down at Inessa. His sweet, darling, Angel of a sister. If she awake and witness all of this, he knew she would lie and tell it was she; for the sake of Aemond and their mother she will protect them like always; like she has done for him.
"It was me," all eyes snapped to Aegon who hold an unreadable look. Both Alicent and Aemond's look at him shocked. "I was the one who put the words into Aemond head."
Viserys limp his way to his first son, and slapped him across the face causing Alicent to flinch at the sound. Aegon grew numb to it.
"Where did you hear such calumnies, huh?!" Aegon didn't speak as he stared off ahead, and his body flinch at the impact of his father slapping him again but this time on the shoulder. "Aegon!"
"We know father, look at them" he jerked with his head at the family that held each other across from them. Viserys looked at his eye-line and he did see it, it was visible at first sight but he will not say a word. He shall not.
"This interminable infighting must cease, all of you! We are family!" he emphasized and couldn't but his voice crack at the end of the word family. "Now, make your apologies and show good will to one another. Your father, your grandsire, your king demands it!" he juror.
Alicent watch with betrayal as she watched Viserys moving away from their son, and up the step to the seat which was wanting to sit to rest his aching body. But she didn't let him get close, "your daughter lays on this table in front of you unconscious, in come-state. She has lost blood and would have died if it weren't for the maester who took immediate action to patch her. Our son has been maimed and blind from his left side Viserys."
"Yes but I can't restore his eye Alicent, nor can I have Inessa magically awaken" he said.
"Right you can't because it's already been taken. Their life could've been taken!" It was like her voice was quietening every time she spoke. It was like Viserys could no longer hear or rather chose to ignore his wife as he no longer wanted to continue this. The King was growing tired and out of breath, he felt the need to rest his sore body and mind in order to progress everything.
"Alicent do not allow your temper to cloud your judgement," he softly reasoned extending his touch which she moved away from leading to sigh. Viserys gave up easily as he began to ascend back up.
She's had enough. She has the power as she is Queen.
"If the King won't take action then as Queen I will. Ser Criston Cole, I demand you to take the eye of Lucerys Velaryon and cut Rhaena Targaryen as a token from my children. Either will do as they didn't give the privilege to my children." Rhaenyra pushed Lucerys further behind, quickly looking behind to make sure he was behind his grandparent who stood guarded to defend them.
Ser Cole stood at his place when he was given a glare to the Lord Commander who warned to not even take a step "as your knight my Queen" was what he only said.
"Alicent–"
"They are your children Viserys. Your blood. Aemond has been permanently damaged, and Inessa will become traumatized. 'Good will' cannot make them whole. There is a debt to be paid and if you won't do nothing about it then I will." she gritted.
Viserys limped his way back down where he came face-to-face with her, eyes warning her and speaking that this was coming to an end "blood will not be spill, do you hear me. We shall not seek revenge toward this children; be thankful that the Gods have given our children a chance to continue living as that what matters. Do you understand."
You don't deserve to even call them ours, they are mine she thought.
"Let this be known," Viserys began once more as he ascended himself back to the chair. "Anyone who dares questions the birth of Rhaenyra's sons will have their tongue removed," he made sure to look back at Alicent who glared daggers at him. Aegon watched with the same look as his mother, as well as Aemond.
Aemond who then switch to meet his sister figure immediately soften at the state of her. From this onward, he devotes his life to her, completely until the stranger takes him.
Hearing the voice of his half-sister thanking their father had his anger building itself up as he didn't dare watch to see again that she had her way, yet again. And that is what broke Alicent, as the bottle she kept shut tight burst – breaking into pieces making the anger she had packed from the pass resurfacing leading her for blood. She stalk behind when no one watch and snatched the long sharpe blade from Viserys satchel, making him feel that it was taken having him alert once he sees his wife marching toward his daughter. "Alicent!"
"Mother!"
"Protect the King!"
Aemond stood up from his place and watched the exchange words between the two mothers, who stared at each other with mixture of emotion. Alicent question Rhaenyra for not putting her duties above all else as a lady should, and as to why she was so far up that she think that being spoil will do her any good when it will lead nothing but consequence in the end. And Rhaenyra, who words provoke Alicent to yell out of anger and unknowingly cut the princess who gasped.
Daemon protectively shielded his lover from the mad Queen who took a slow step back as she watched the blood of her former childhood friend land on the gravel floors.
Aemond who came up to his mother, trying to be as compose as possible – went over to her side and leant against her shoulder gently. "Do not cry mother, I may have lost and eye, but I've gain a dragon; It was a fair exchange" he was acting to be cordial, he will not let them see him break nor what he has in plan. He leaned at her ear, his eye looking at his beloved sister who hand was still being held by Aegon and the other by Helaena.
"They will pay with fire and blood, I promise."
NEXT: CHAPTER FIVE
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A/N: I have really bad insomnia – I even taken melatonin and that didn’t do shit. So while I’m stuck awake (very late may I add), I decide to finish and post early.
enjoy, xo
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Inessa was received by Ser Cole when he delivered her the news what happened in the dragon pit. In truth she was hoping that Aegon listened to her advice of not provoking such pranks toward their brother, and it was disappointing to find out that he did not listen.
When Ser Cole informed the princess where his brother was being treated, she immediately ran out of her lessons with Ser Cole on her trail and the distance yell from Septa Margaret wondering where she was off when they barely halfway in the lesson.
Inessa was thankful to Ser Cole for keeping his word. This morning when she dropped of Aemond at the Keep, she bumped into the devoted knight requesting him to come to her if anything happened to her twin, and she made sure to emphasize the word hinting no matter how small it would be.
Once she was at the front of her mothers doors, she didn’t wait for Ser Cole to open the door as he usually does out of respect, instead she yank the door open which brought all three heads to overlook at the loud noise. Once the family notice who it was, they watched the urgency in Inessa’s step once she was close proximity with Aemond. She grabbed the his cheeks – moving his head as slow to check if he had any burns or scars that need tending too, but once she saw nothing but smoke she let out a relief breath pulling her brother into her arms. “You’re okay” she said thankfully.
“Yes I’m okay” he mumbled against her shoulders. “Just a burn on my torso–“
“What? Let me see” she pulled away instantly and turn his hip where she could see. She saw how half his shirt was burn off, and saw the skin appearing moist where it showed to be mottled in appearance. “This must be treated immediately” she stated.
“Sister I am fine–“
“You may be fine now, but if we don’t treat this wound it will grow infected; in result you will grow sick with high fever. Your well-being is a priority Aemond” the tone in her voice that hinted he had no room to argue had him shut his mouth. Aemond could see the worry in his beloved sister, and in truth it made him feel guilty for contracting such stress upon her. Inessa has already enough on her shoulder with being the back-bone in the family.
Alicent watched the way her daughter scold her son, and didn’t know what to say but to watch. If it non-relative were present, they would think Inessa was more a mother than the Queen, in fact better seeing how she ordered Ser Cole to pluck out some Hippophae rhamnoides and to bring her Wooden Mortar in order to make the flowering plant into a paste. “I have a plant of them in my quarters, you have my permission to enter in order to retrieve them” she added and with a quick bow, the knight follow his duty.
Once he left, Inessa brought Aemond to sit on the sit where Helaena sat, which was on the floor admiring her insects as usual.
“What did they do this time,” she asked him and frown when she saw the way his eyes downcast.
“They gave me a pig” he muttered. “At first I thought Aegon words were honest when he said they found me a dragon, I knew it should’ve been too good to be true. When they presented the stupid pig, they announce the name: “the pink dread” the satire behind the Balerion.”
Alicent tearful eyes did not wave away from her son. No matter how many she (and Inessa) remind Aemond he was to have a dragon one day, the boy still felt unworthy. A Targaryen who doesn’t hold a dragon shouldn’t even bare the name; might as well he change his last name Hightower and at that point it could be seen that he’s was being really hard on himself.
Inessa didn’t repeat her words she told him last night, feeling that probably their mother already remind he will have a dragon one day. So instead the Angel brought herself up and sat beside her brother where she gently guided his head to lay on her lap. Inessa caress his hair as way to soothe the incident away, she even play a chaste kiss on his temple which brought butterfly to frantically fly in his stomach.
“I will leave you be, I must go and talk with your brother” Alicent finally spoke. “Inessa, come to me if anything that occurs” she pecked her daughter head, and kneeled to do the same for her son. Once she was gone Ser Cole entered right after with the herb and mortar in hand.
Aemond didn’t lift himself off his sister lap, in fact he didn’t want to seeing how he felt he was rather safe in her presence. Inessa began to work as she began to smash the herbs into the Mortar. Once it came to be a good consistency did she began to apply the ointment on his wound, earning a hiss from him in return. “Apologies brother, forgot to warn that you will feel tinge burn.”
Once well applied, she took the bandage that Ser Cole also gave her and made sure the burn was well covered. She handed the supplies back to Ser Cole, telling him he can leave.
Now it was only the three Targaryen’s in the room. Helaena watched the way her little sister took care of their brother, and she watched how the way her fingers glide in Aemond’s scalp did it soothe him to sleep. She also noticed how even when he’s asleep, his hand never once loosen from Inessa’s.
“The spill of blood will lead the Angel to fall.”
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After hours of not leaving Aemond’s side, and being there while the Maester check on his burn to see it was treated well thanks to Inessa, they concluded that the burn will heal fine, but a scar will pigment permanently. For Inessa that was good news and it gave her body to feel lighter knowing she can leave her brother while he rested in their quarters.
As she left her quarters to go back to the library, she stopped her tracks when she heard a known whimper coming from inside a certain room. She look to her right to see it was Aegon’s quarter that made her pause her steps. She went on closer to press her ears against the door to hear a sniff coming from the person – knowingly being Aegon.
She sighed staring off at the handle, contemplating whether she should ignore him because of what he did, or enter to comfort him.
She chose the latter.
She cursed herself for having a soft heart. If it wasn’t for Aegon ignorance for portraying such horrible joke toward their brother, Aemond would’ve been unharmed, he wouldn’t not been more unworthy as he felt before. Nevertheless, Aegon was still her brother and there is no one beside herself who is there for him, to listen him… sees him.
Inessa knocks on the door which made Aegon on the other end to silent quickly. Once she heard a rough cough and “come in,” she open the wooden door that made a groan sound.
When Aegon saw Inessa’s head peaking out, and eventually her entire self did he relax and let himself become vulnerable. Aegon smooth out the clean sheets that his mother order the servants to replace, and left room for his sister to sister beside him.
Once comfortable, Aegon laid his head on her lap just like Aemond was once a couple of hours ago. Like before, she ran her fingers through his hair and began humming a melody that he was familiar with. It was sang back in Old Valyria, a lullaby mother sang to their children to ease their feelings. There are sanctions of songbooks in the library, it was like first sight when Inessa came across it and began learning what each song meant.
The lullaby was one of Aegon’s favorite out all of the others. In fact, it was the only that brought him peace.
Once the song came to an end, Inessa began to speak “I am upset with you” she said. “Your joke cost our brother to almost burn to crisp by dragons’ breath.”
“I expected you to be upset, mother is as well” he noted. “I’m sorry.”
“Your apologies don’t go to me, but to Aemond. It is him who is hurting the most – why go forward with such when I told this morning not too, knowing how easily it gets to him? I believed your words Aegon making me now a fool to even believe them.” Aegon turn his eyes to be met with her caramel ones, similar to mother but more soft and welcoming, he thought.
“You see me awful… more perhaps a disappointment” he said sadly, his heart cracking a bit when he let himself believe his dark thoughts that were telling him that Inessa will not longer want he around him.
“Say that word again and I’ll slap you.” she warned. “You’re not a disappointment Aegon, don’t ever call yourself cause you aren’t.”
“Mother said I was… in fact she meant them; her eyes did not lie” his voice cracked as he reminisced the way his mother slap him across the face, spitting the words ‘you’re no son of mine.’ He won’t lie and say that didn’t hurt more than the slap. Aegon felt alone… not anymore now that Inessa was here.
“Mother just says things” she knew that was a weak response, but she didn’t know what else to say to that.
“Will you… disown me sister? Like mother? And father?” It took a lot in Aegon to express what he felt into words, that at first it did take him a minute or two until they finally came out. He wanted to know because he wanted to prepare himself in the future when it comes where he sees that no one in his family truly love; that their intention and goal was solely base on putting a crown on him, to usurp his half-sister of becoming King of the Seven Kingdom.
Inessa look at her brother with sad eyes as she ran her thumb over his cheek. She shook her head “no I will not – I will never think of doing that too you Aegon. As long as I breath I will always be by your side. I may not accept what you do, but at the end of the day you are my brother who I deeply love and care for. We don’t choose who becomes our family, but we can choose to love them or not. I choose to love you because I see you, and I don’t want you growing up believing that love is some fantasy.”
At the choice of such wisdom words did Aegon cry. He buried his face in her stomach, repeatedly saying ‘thank you’ which sounded muffle. “There’s nothing to thank me big brother” she chuckled. She place a kiss on his forehead and lay her cheek against his head where he hadn’t move. Aegon wanted to tell her that there is reason to thank her; going back to what she said she did have a choice to love him and she continues to which he finds questionable, but then again, his sister is an Angel and it makes sense why such name fits her so perfectly.
In addition, her calling him ‘big brother’ was shake of a head seeing how she represented more of an older sibling and he the younger. The irony of that is picturesque.
Nevertheless, as the older brother and the first son, Aegon has the upper advantage which was making sure that when the time came where lords will coming asking for her hand, he will be the one to look over whether they reach his level of expectation. He knew his father won’t care, and his grandsire will care maybe a little but at the end he sees his grandchildren as chess pieces. He will everything and anything to make sure everything goes accordingly, and because Aegon plays a bit part he will manipulate or even threaten his grandsire.
Similar to Aemond mentality, Aegon believes the same: Inessa deserve nothing but the best.
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News traveled throughout the entire kingdom, the fight between Ser Criston Cole and Ser Harwin Strong took place in the training keep where present were the princes and the King.
It was the Hand deicidios for the two of them to make their way to Harrenhal where Harwin Strong will take his seat as Lord. Though the Hand didn’t give much reason, it was pretty obvious to some as to why. The resemblance between the Velaryon boys and the knight was uncanny. If it wasn’t for Viserys upholding his name: Viserys the Peaceful, the boys including the newborn Joffrey would be titled bastards and Rhaenyra title will be taken away for humiliating their house name.
Though Inessa didn’t have a close relationship with the Velaryon boys, she was still kind to them and them to her. And when Rhaenyra announced her and her family will be going to Dragonstone (where she is meant to be until she take the throne), Inessa and Viserys were the only ones to watch them leave.
Now the halls of the castle was quieter. After two weeks it was normal and the presence of the black family was forgotten and not missed.
Aegon follow through with keeping his promise to Inessa where he apologize to Aemond. Aemond didn’t utter a word, but nod however still holds a tiny of resentment toward his brother.
Aemond was quite content since the strong boys and their whore of a mother left, he grew comfortable in his own home for once that Inessa notice the tension that was once there, loosen. It brought gladness in her to see Aemond more uplifted and continue to be more ambitious to conceal his training in swordsmanship.
And whenever he finished his training he would go to the library where he knew Inessa was. When he approaches, he offers her his hand which she gladly takes and the two go off to walk at the garden where they catch up about their day. When they make it to their usual spot which was under a looming tree, Inessa will play with the flowers while she listens to Aemond, and Aemond who always behind will play with her hair. Inessa liked the feeling that she’ll eventually lean back to rest on his chest, where Aemond then begin to wrap his arms around her waist.
It may seem inappropriate now to the eyes of others due to the twins now being of age to be betroth, but they didn’t care.
The one of the same soul and being out without the other, or not touching the hour after hours was discomforting to them… loss even.
So when they are at their spot, away from the eyes of others they do whatever they want. They can be themselves.
“Who do you think out of the two of us will claim a dragon first? You or me?” Aemond asked.
“Most likely you” she snorted which earn a laugh from Aemond at the sound. “Without a doubt it would be seeing how headstrong you are of claiming one. I, for one, am not and will patiently wait when the times comes. I trust in the Gods in what they have store for me, if it is with or without dragon. At the end of the day, I will be married and I don’t want my dragon to be in a place where they aren’t felt at home.”
Aemond frown at that, not of her having a dragon but her getting married. It was unsettling and his chest did weird things unknown to him, he only knows that he didn’t like the fact his twin will soon be parted from him. “Let’s not talk about that.”
“What? Dragons?” She questioned.
“No, marriage. Let’s not talk about that, I don’t like hearing about it” he said harshly.
“But it’s the truth, we will be betroth and will have to uphold our duty base off our position,” it was the truth after all, an unfortunate one. Them not only be highborn, but Prince and Princess it is expected of them to exceed their duties. One of them being producing heir to keep their line going, especially Aemond. The Targaryen Dynasty must live while Inessa, well whoever was her to be her husband she will carry his children who will then bare his name and inherit his house.
A system made and cannot seem to be overturn. After all, duty is above love.
“Yes I know that Inessa, and it is long till that happens. Let’s just… be in the moment right now” Inessa did not of the topic further hearing that Aemond called her by her government name – usually he never does, but when he does it’s because his temper rising.
“Okay.”
It was silent for a moment, Aemond still hasn’t remove his hold from his sister, in fact it was tighten due to their conversation they had. Inessa continue her making of a flower crown – wanting to give to Helaena as a gift knowing she will love, she even finished a smaller one for herself.
“When I claim a dragon, I will take you with me on my first flight. I want you to witness that with me” Aemond finally spoke breaking the silence.
“I don’t want the dragon to burn me into crisp Aemond.”
“It won’t… I know it won’t. My dragon will know not to harm you. I will make sure it will grow accustom, as it will know how much of an importance you are to me that my bond to them will connect with you. You will not have one protector, but two.” He promised earning a smile from her.
“Then I look forward on meeting your dragon, my twin.”
“As am I”
NEXT: CHAPTER FOUR
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CHAPTER TWO II A.T
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Aemond Targaryen x OC (Sister)
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Thirteen year old Inessa look out the window from her shared quarters. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards the castle. She watched from where she stood people  running for cover and using objects to preventing getting wet, as the cloud spat out their beads of water. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The sound of the heavy rain reminded the girl of angry bees. Inessa believe herself to be a pluviophile person, a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.
She describes the element in many forms, but her favorite description is how the rain is the white noise of nature. The white noise is what soothes her mind allowing her to peacefully read the book that she has rested on her lap. The Botanical Safety vol.2 was the title of it; a practice that has been transcribe like diary one hundred years ago when Maesters began to see how a simple plant could solve a variety of conditions.
With her head rested on the window where she could feel the soft patters of the rains. She was so in interested of the topic of how to make scar salve that she hadn't noticed the sound of her chamber doors opening, or her mother stepping behind her to peek what book she was reading this time, she was far to deep into her escape that when she felt something press on her shoulder it startled her, earning a small gasp from her lip.
She closed the thick volume with a loud thud as she snap her head towards the person, and let out a relief breath seeing that it was just her mother, "Mother I didn't hear you come in."
"I should've announce my presence besides coming up from behind if I knew you would react such, my apologizes my little angel." She took her daughter small hands, leading her to stand from her chair. "I only came to tell you that it is time to break fast. Everyone is at the dining hall except you, and I am sure your presence will light up the room." Inessa began to wonder how long was she cooped in her arm reading, she swore an hour could pass by or two hours at least.
"I must've lost tracked of time, I see I tend to do that when I start reading a good book" she shyly chuckled rubbing the nap of her neck. Alicent giggle lowly at her sweet daughter while shaking her head as if saying it was okay. Alicent pull her daughter out of her shared quarters and the two began to make their way to the hall where the rest of their family waited. Behind them was Ser Cole who's armor clank against the palace ground, quite noisy Inessa noted.
Inessa look behind over her shoulders to see the knights, who wore a serious face that immediately soften once he heard the calling of his name from the princess. He put his attention toward the little princess who deliver him a smile, "how is your evening going Ser Cole?"
Alicent looked down at her daughter with a small smile and over to the knight who always held the same expression, "quite well princess and yourself?"
She hummed shrugging "it was quite alright. Today lessons were bit boring I'll say; the subject was about embroidery again and although it is entitle for a lady to learn how too I don't really see the benefit it pertains for us. I already know how to stitch a rose which Septa Margaret always has us practice every time – it's exhausting. However that soon goes away when after leaving from my lessons, I head to the library where I found a book of herbal medicine dated back hundred years ago! Did you know Ser Cole that the root of marshmallow leafs is good for pain and inflammation of the mucous membranes that line the respiratory tract! It's quite fascinating really, they are used for dry cough, inflammation of the lining of the stomach, stomach ulcer, etc.  I'm noting down the remedies into my journal so when it comes to it, I'll be benefited to treat someone." The devoted knight couldn't help but cough out a disbelief laugh, it amazes him how till this day the young girl keeps on surprising him with her big words. He could honestly say that he could never get bored of their small conversations, and wouldn't mind spending time to listen as she talks of what she learned.
"That is quite august my lady, and indeed marvelous of someone your age to learn such advance knowledge. I see it comes easy to you" he complimented her bringing a toothy smile from the girl.  
"Grandsire says I inherited my intelligence from my late grandmother who I was named after. I would say I'm quite proud – I wish to have met her."
"And I am sure if she were here right now, you and her would've been attach by the hip. She would've taught you everything she knew" her mother added.  
As they came to their stop, Inessa turn herself around to look up at the knight once more "if any case you are ill Ser Criston, don't hesitate to come to me for tending your illness. I'm sure the Maester could be great help, but if any case where they aren't to help you I could be a second option" Alicent hummed at her daughters act of kindness. Alicent brushed Inessa's hair affectionally while looking at the knight who, this time, gave a genuine smile.
"I would keep noted on that princess, I wish you a peaceful supper" he bowed at body ladies. He looked the guards her stood guards by the doors to open them. When the doors open the hall revealed her family who have not touch their food.
All heads turn when they heard the dense noise of the doors opening, and they all watched the Queen hand-to-hand with her youngest daughter. The two detach as they went to their designated seats; Inessa sat in-between her Aegon and Aemond and across her mother sat in-between her father and Helaena, the King as always was having dinner in his room since he did not have the energy to get up from his bed.
"Glad to see you out of your cave sister," spoke Aegon who took a sip of dornish wine.
"I've lost track of time big brother. I've apology to mother in regards and I hope you forgive me for having you wait so long, I'm sure you were quite hungry" she noted to him by looking at the small bite of bread he took.
Aegon leaned down to press a soft kiss on top her head, earning a side-eye glare from Aemond who was listening over their conversation. "It is no worries sweet sister, I'm sure you had fun in your little escape of imagination."
The family of six began to pray to the sevens, singing their praise to them and their gratefulness of having food on their table while maintaining peace. Once they said their amends, everyone began to eat their food. Aemond gave Inessa the roasted potatoes as he knew they were favorite dishes, as well slices of fruit as he also knew that she likes to keep a healthy balance.
Inessa smiled at her twin small gesture who in return gave her one the same. Aemond clasp his hand with hers, keeping them under the table as they quietly ate their food. Alicent and Otto were having their own conversation while the rest of the children just kept to themselves. Aegon time-to-time will look over at Helaena with judging look in his eyes as he watched her murmur things while playing with her food. Inessa notice her brothers glare on her sister, so she decide to maneuver his attention away by taking a napkin where she wiped the gravy off his cheeks. Aegon look over his little sister with confusion, but then came to see her sweet form of action. Inessa went back to her food after that and did not notice the warmth in Aegon's eyes.
Alicent watch the way her daughter minded her eldest brother and continues to be confound how soft he could be – it made her see that he was only that way with Inessa which she found questionable. It was quite delirious really, a mother who has no trust of her firstborn will immediately jump to conclusion that he may be taking advantage of his little sister kind heart. Inessa is too kind for this world – that is what the Queen thought everytime when she observes her daughter's nature. And because of that Alicent can't help but to be overbearing when it came to her, so at times she would be sly by going up to her daughter and investigate if Aegon has done anything... ostentatious. Inessa would truthfully answer her mother without a stutter making Alicent know she was telling the truth, but it was hard to believe for her that her son can be gentle at times that I could be just a facade. Nevertheless, she only hopes that the way he is with Inessa he would be Helaena; clearly she doesn't know her son.
"Aemond I heard from Ser Criston Cole that your swordsmanship is improving, and that you have become more persistence training extra hours" the family looks over at Aemond who just hummed. They all waited for him to speak further of his reason of such motivation, but only was given silence so she went on the next child. "Helaena Septa Margaret has told me that you stitched a dragon in your embroidery lessons; that doesn't come easy for some ladies" she praised at her daughter who stood staring off into nothingness, as if she was in a dreamlike state.
"The blade will struck his heart" was all she said making Alicent eyes to close disappointedly.
"Aegon... anything new that needs my... attention" at full tilt Alicent pan to Aegon who was taken by surprise of a question that no words were able to form, and before he had the chance to tell her how well he did on his lessons he was immediately shut off "Or Inessa – my little angel anything interesting you've came across throughout the day besides reading herbal remedies?"
Inessa looked at her mother who held anticipation in her eyes– begging more say that she had something to interesting to say besides being unwieldy like the rest of her children. Inessa wanted to tell her mother to pay attention to Helaena as her eyes held sadness and ask her why she said such digress formation. She wanted to tell her mother to be patient with Aegon as he was about to speak, but was shut down because she didn't give him the time of patience. She wanted to tell her mother to soothly ask Aemond of his training since he likes talking about them.
So she went with the latter.
"Well nothing interesting mother just reading as usual. The escort here with Ser Criston Cole practically told you everything –  ah yes, Aegon you were going to say of your day" she quickly said putting her attention to him.
Aegon nodded as he titled a small smile toward his sister, thanking that she took notice "yes I was going to say that Maester Owlye complimented me of my lessons. He noted that I would be exceeding to the next grade by the next month." Inessa clapped congratulating her brother as she pulled him into a side hug. Otto and Alicent did nothing but nod, really thanking in their mind that he wasn't stupid and that he had at least a bit of brain.
"Aemond why don't you tell us more of your training" Inessa then asked.
"It's nothing much, I just enjoy it" he whispered making her roll her eyes. Inessa wrapped her arms around her twins arms making him meet turn his head to her.
"Come on I'm sure we would all like to hear your reason of such motive to advance. I would love to hear your story twin brother" she said eyeing softly as to say 'its okay'.
Aemond shyly look down for a bit, then look back up to meet with his mother who also waited for him to tell. He could say that this was the first time ever having her attention, especially if its regarding his interests. "Well I always grew fond of how Ser Cole dance with a sword, and even more impress that he beat uncle Daemon years back. I would watch him train with the other Kingsguard and wondered if I was able to pick up his pace, so I took upon the challenge."
"Aemond Targaryen, the best swordsman in all Westeros – has a good ring to it" she thought out making Aemond lightly push with his shoulder making the two chuckle at each other. "You will become a great swordsman brother, I know it – isn't that right mother" Alicent watched her twins look over at her, Inessa who held radiant eyes and Aemond who were dull.
"Yes, your twin is right" Alicent agreed "good to know that you are wanting to do something out of yourself" since you are just a second son who will not inherit... anything, sadly.
"Thank you mother" Aemond smiled.
"Well I'm stuffed" Aegon said as he dramatically lifted himself up from his chair "the food was so delicious that its practically making me drowsy. Mother if I may be excused" he asked which Alicent did not hesitate to accept. "Sister, I hope you sleep well and I will see you in the morning; sweet dreams" He said and pressed a quick kiss on Inessa head. Aegon passed by Helaena with a sharp nod and up the sets to the boulder doors that groan open.
"I think I must announce my leave as well, I have some other duties that need tending too before I rest. Children, daughter" Otto bid making his way out of the hall as well.
Alicent looked over the three that were left and decided that it was indeed the night of the wolf hour, and it be best for her children to head to their quarters. The twin bid goodnight to their mother and sister, and went on their way to their shared quarters holding each other hands. The walk to there was quiet and Inessa could feel Aemond distance even though he was so close. She would glance at him from the corner of her eye and would see the somber look that hasn't wiped off. Once they were inside their room the two of them went their separate ways to get ready for bed. When Inessa put on her nightgown she made her way to her vanity where she sat beginning brush her hair. Through her mirror she watches Aemond walking out from the washroom already in his nightshirt and with the same somber look.
"Aemond can you brush my hair" she said.
"Don't you have hands sister?" He sighed tiredly not wanting to partake her request, but his feet had a mind of their own as he went to where she sat.
"Yes I do – quite fortunate if I may say, nevertheless I would like you to brush my hair" because I know it soothes you, she wanted to say but stopped herself remembering that Aemond doesn't like to admit that he has a feminine side to him. Inessa gave him the brush which he took and began to brush out the knots. She observes the way the tension from his face began to ease, and a small smile perk its way to his lips making her breathe freshly. However, she was curious why her twin had such blue face, and so she questioned him: "Why so blue Aemond? Your face was somber ever since we left supper... if you don't mind... may you share the thoughts you gate?"
It was always and only Inessa who could depict Aemond, it was like he was an open book to her and that was one of the things Aemond liked and disliked. He can never keep away from his sister and he knew her care for him was true which is why it wasn't hard for me to express his thoughts, as his soul felt safe knowing he was in safe ground. "I can't stop thinking of tomorrow" he said.
"What's tomorrow?" she questioned curiously.
"Dragon lessons" he whispered. "Tomorrow lessons will be how to order the dragons to our command. I just know I'm going to dread tomorrow" he sighed.
Inessa stopped Aemond movement, taking the brush from him and replace with her hands where she interlaced their hands together. Aemond didn't spare her his violet eyes so she had to lift his chin where she could see them. Inessa deliver him a comforting smile, one that tells him that he was seen. "I know how much you want a dragon Aemond and I want you to remember that you will have one. You will be the best dragon rider our house will be proud of – I just know it. And if you want I can talk to Aegon tomorrow of not to come with any ideas, or I can come with you since I need to anyways."
"Don't you have lessons with Septa Margaret the same time?"
"Yes but I can skip for you – I will do anything in order to make sure you aren't alone Aemond. You may be my brother, but you are also my best friend and as my best friend I will make sure you are confided in my presence and care" Aemond smile at her loving words that he embrace his beloved sister into his arms.
"I am grateful to have you in my life Inessa, God knows what'll become of me without you" he mumbled against her shoulders. "But I don't want mother to be mad at you for missing your lessons" Inessa gave him a hesitant look to see if he was sure, but he emphasize that he will be alright. "If it makes you feel any better, you can walk with me to the keep where the carriage will take us to the pit."
"I guess" she shrug with a yawn.
"Come my beloved sister it is time for us to sleep" he guided his sleepy sister to her bed that sat across from his on the other side of the room. He lifted the covers for the both of them and made sure his sister was well warm before he wrapped his arm across her, and watches her snuggle her way to his chest.
"You know you have your own bed, right?" she pointed out.
"Yes I do – quite fortunate if I may say, neverthless I like to sleep here; the mattress is comfier" he smirked.
"You throw my words at my face, how mimic of you" she mumbled. "You're lucky I'm too tired to fight with you... goodnight Aemond."
"Goodnight angel."
NEXT: CHAPTER THREE
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CHAPTER EIGHT (TQOHH)
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Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen OC
Description: Her warmth and love caress his soul making him hum with bliss. Having her presence near makes all of the dark thoughts perish, as she was the flowers that grew in the darkest part of him. She is the keeper of his soul. Holder of his heart. Without her, he is nothing.
The Queen of His Heart Series
News of Rhaenyra and her family upcoming arrival to Kings Landing grew near. In the beginning, a raven was sent from Dragonstone informing they will be flying on dragon back within a fortnight. When Otto read the parchment letter aloud, something inside of Alicent told her something was going to happen. She couldn't quite put her a finger as to what, nor could she describe the uneasiness her gut was brewing every second as the day came near. It was no surprise to her or her father the reason behind why Rhaenyra was coming back after two years of silence. When news broke out of Corlys Valaryon injury in Stepstones, it was like an open door for Vaemond Valaryon to challenge the throne of Driftmark since he believes that it is his right by blood. Furthermore, it gave Rhaenyra the ever more reason to return back to the capital soil to defend her second born claim and with her family as shield reveal a font of strength and loyalty.
Alicent went on ahead in advance to gather her children in Helaena's chambers where she practically gave them speech of being at their best behavior. With Daemon now on Rhaenyra's side, he was the greens biggest challenge as he has eyes everywhere. Especially how protective he is with his wife, and now two children they bare together it is unknown what the rogue prince has up his sleeve. Hearing his mother's tone of worry regarding his uncle, Aemond couldn't help but be intrigue what his uncle made do that he hoped it ended it to be blood.
Six years of training and Aemond is rather curious who will win: him or Daemon. Ever since the tension between them two years ago, Aemond grew blood thirsty to prove his uncle how capable and worthy he is. Not only does he claim the second biggest dragon, but he has also taken a name of being the best swordsmen in all of Westeros that he even challenge every houses top swordsmen to prove his agility.
Today has come for their arrival, and when the Blacks step foot on the capital they were quite offended that no one of importance came to escort them. Nevertheless, it came to be foreseeable. They know that it is no longer their King who runs the Seven Kingdoms, rather Otto and his "dog of a daughter" as Daemon newly named her. So when the family entered inside the palace where they were met with the interior of the Sevens on every corner, it did not feel like home. Rhaenyra questioned whether if those were there two years ago, and Daemon only reply with a shrug. When the two arrived to Kings Landing last time, they didn't pay attention to the change of decor since that time their focus was solely on Eudora.
A whole day was done by the time everyone notice the sun setting and the moon coming its peak. It was now the wolf hour and all the Black could think was heading to their bed as the morrow will be a big day. All of them except the realms delight was able to sleep. Rhaenyra kept tossing and turning due to her heart feeling unsettled. The nerves flowing through her body were signs of anxiousness and anxiety that it made the princess get up from her share bed. She wrapped her robe and went out of her quarters quietly. As she came in front of her fathers quarters, she inform the guards posted by the doors to have her open the door as she needed to talk with her father urgently, and she made sure to give out a tone where they didn't have a choice.
Once the doors open, Rhaenyra brought a stool by the bed where she sat and took her fathers fragile hand. Viserys felt a warmth contact but he did not close his eyes, but base off the familiarity he knew it was no other than his favorite child.
"My only child... my Rhaenyra" he hoarsely spoke. Rhaenyra could no longer hold in her emotions and completely broke down in front of her father. She felt guilty for not staying in Kings Landing, she swore that if she was residing she would've done everything possible to keep up the King's health. But some things happen and she had to put her children first – they were a priority.
Rhaenyra knew she was taking a long shot of asking such request, irregardless she begged; she begged for Viserys to help her fight for Lucerys rightful claim to Driftmark that if he truly wanted her to ascend the throne after him, he as King as well as Grandsire will do what is right. However, what Rhaenyra heard next was not what she expected to hear. "It is she who will take after me... the original who was has the taken the name of Celestial. The child of fire and ice who bares the Targaryen mark, and who has winter in her veins. I know it... Atlas... Maegor came to me and told me himself. It makes sense... everything that had happened makes sense, and now... it will be restore as it starts with her."
"I-I don't understand? Who are you referring to father?" Rhaenyra shook her head not able to progress the words her father was saying. She couldn't point whether if it was the milk of the poppy, the lack of sleep, or the immense pain that is making Viserys speak riddles. But if she were to clear her mind and open her ears a bit more, she would've piece who he was referring too. "If you want me to take upon the throne, you must give me your aid father... p-please."
"Rhaenyra... is that you my daughter" he smiled painfully. "You look so much like my Aemma... absolutely beautiful" slowly his voice began to fade and the King went back to his sleep where he dreamt, unknowingly that his daughter rest her forehead against the back of his hand where she continue to cry as she was still processing the confusing short moment.
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The dreadful day has arrived and Aemond did not want to move from the bed. After seeing his "lovely" nephews after six years, Aemond was drowning of childhood memories. The Strong boys who costume themselves Valaryon's relit the intense fire he had simmered, and its ferocity  thirsted for the blood of the boy who legitimacy was being challenged.  
After his training with Ser Cole, Aemond did not have dinner with his family and requested to have his food in her room. After seeing them it not only brought childhood trauma, but it also brought memories of her. Aemond would remember when him and Eudora were younger of how much she talked about the Strong boys; he would constantly hear the care in her voice whenever she mentioned Lucerys, but more for Jacaerys since the two were a lot closer. Thirteen year old Aemond was once jealous of their relationship, but after countless times of Eudora reassuring him that he was her bestest friend did his mind understood that their relationship out trumps her relationship with Jacaerys. Her relationship with the Valaryon boy was more of like sibling, while her and Aemond was prospering from friends to lovers.
Aemond barely touched his food that night and he was growing tired, so after spraying Eudora's last drop of perfume on the sheets, Aemond slept soundly.  Now the suns warmth hits his face making him conscious that he had to get himself up. Once he dressed himself in his original leather tunic, did he made his way to the throne room where the rest of his family waited and will probably question why he missed dinner and breakfast.
The room began to fill its space with important lords who were to watch the debate between the blacks and greens. The black stood across from the greens left peripheral vision and not once did either party glance at one another, well maybe just one person which was no other than Daemon Targaryen who wore a scowl on his face. His violet eyes threw daggers at Otto Hightower who sat comfortability on his brother's chair. The audacity this man had that he thought he was above everyone else was astounding. He was nothing but a commoner, a second born who thirsted over power he had not the privilege to gain from his own house. It took Rhaenyra time to conceal her husbands temper, basically giving a look to ease his fire as it wasn't the time nor the place.
The last person to enter the room was Vaemond Valaryon who stood at the center of the room, and was the one to speak his bitting first. Otto commence the petition by nodding over to Vaemond to step to the podium. "My Queen, My Lord Hand. The History of our noble houses extends beyond the Seven Kingdoms to the days of Old Valyria. For as long as House Targaryen rule the skies, House Velaryon ruled the seas. When the Doom fell on Valyria, our houses became the last of their kind. Our forebears came to this new land, knowing that were to fail, it would mean the end of their bloodlines and their names. I have spent my entire life in Driftmark defending my brothers seat. I am Lord Corlys closet kin, his own blood. The true, unimpeachable blood of House Velaryon runs through my veins–"
"As it does in my sons, the offspring of Laenor Velaryon" Rhaenyra defended "if you care so much about your house' blood, Ser Vaemond, you would not be so bold to supplant its rightful heir – No, you only speak for yourself and for your own ambition–" Rhaenyra was going to snipe further till she was cut off by Alicent. The two ex-friends stare each other with a glare. Lucerys felt his mother vexation to peak, so he grew a bit closer to her side in a way of comfort but to Aemond he found it differently.
Not only he doesn't carry the name Velaryon, but he as well doesn't uphold the Strong name, he thought.
Vaemond look over the Queen with thankfulness, but with Rhaenyra over speaking gave him the opportunity to further spit the facts which was proclaiming that even he were to show his true blood, she wouldn't recognize it. Vaemond made it clear that the point of this petition was the sake of the future of his house, not hers which she already carries. It clear from his speech that Vaemond did not sees Lucerys as his blood, and it is factual that not only does not take after Laenor's but as well as Old Valyrian features. Vaemond did not had to explain himself that far, and Lucerys knew it which was why Aemond couldn't help but smirk at the boy who looked like a kicked pup.
After Vaemond finalize his argument, was it now Rhaenyra's turn to display her reason by the permission of Otto Hightower. Rhaenyra made her way to the center to where Vaemond once was, and stare at Otto with --- in her eyes as she spoke, but before she was able to complete her introductions did the doors of the room opened revealing King Viserys himself, who title was announced by the guard. By the looks the Green gave off, they did not expect the King to be up from his feet limping his way. Daemon did not need to look behind him as he was enjoying the faces that Alicent and Otto were giving off – even more please to see Otto step down from the chair. Vaemond look at Otto and Alicent with questioning look, but the two of them gave him similar stare with a hint of defeat. They knew what side the King will reside, so it was now him alone who had to fight for the proclamation.
"I will sit the throne today" he said somewhat tiredly at Otto who nod. Once sat upon the throne, with the help of Daemon who saw his brother struggling did Viserys admit the confusion of a petition of being place over a settled succession, so he turned to Rhaenys giving her the right to speak in regards of her lord husband as it is her right as not only his lady wife, but the one person who was kept their house standing since his injuries.
Rhaenys felt gratitude for the King of allowing her the voice, and so she proclaim that her and Lord Corlys continue to pass their succession onto Lucerys; afterward noted the desire that Rhaenyra came to hand of betrothing her sons with her granddaughters. Hearing such farce made Alicent shake her head disappointedly toward Rhaenys, when it was clear that she knew the suppose Velaryon boy was not Laenor's but a certain former commander.
Viserys reaffirm (once again) Lucerys Velaryon as Lord of the Tides. Rhaenyra smiled triumphantly while Vaemond coughed out in disbelief, but he will not cower without putting a fight. Unfortunately his spotlight did not last long when the double doors to the iron throne opened once again making everyone to look back to meet with a silver hair man who bare runes across his face, and was pale as snow. He wardrobe consist of gold dress made soft cotton, an off trend of Westerosi fashion.  The inscrutable looks they had when they look over the peculiar man was also framed on the Targaryens.
This man passes by as a Valyrian native, but what separate himself were his eyes – he had vermillion eyes... just like Eudora's. Aemond pointed that small piece out, and he wondered if his family also depicted that.
Otto step a bit forward with scrutinizing eyes and he looked over behind the unknown man, and wondered where are the guards? Why did they allow such gatecrasher to intrude?
"Who you are? How did bypass the guards unannounced?" the Hand questioned. The silver hair man ignored the commoner as he foresaw he was not of his importance as of now. When the Hand notice his questioned being ignored, did he look over the guard that stood at the end of the throne, "remove this trespasser this instant!"
"I would cease devoted knight" spoke a familiar voice that peak not only the greens and the blacks, but Aemond who heart rate picked up. Aemond pushed himself in-between his siblings as the heals of the person grew louder.
He knew.
He knew who it was – how could he not? It was like his heart was coming back to him, it felt like he was whole... utterly complete.
He felt the other part of him retracting to its rightful place, and for the first time in two years Aemond felt himself.
He could finally breath with ease.
But he stopped breathing when the speaker finally presented themselves... she presented herself.
There standing confidently tall was Eudora Targaryen, Kings Landing realm jewel has finally return to them unharmed and with knights that stood guard in between her, and that bare a symbol that he did not recognize. Her appearance screamed power, the way she stride her way down the steps with her gold gown that train from the floor.
Finally after years of not speaking her names, he spoke with such softness: "Eudora."
House Targaryen were in shock. Lords present were also deem in shock as they look over the princess who had disappeared for two years. Rhaenyra lost her balance when her eyes came in contact with her daughter, that Daemon was right behind to catch his wife. Rhaenyra eyes glisten and she smiled when she saw her beloved girl. She was finally home. She was at arms length.
Eudora did not look at either party as her focus was solely on her uncle who watched his niece standing at the end of the throne. One of the knights stood close to her and glared at Alicent who extended her hand to touch Eudora's arm, but when he step foot to the Queen did she stagger at the man who glared fiercely with his aurelion eyes; it frighten the Queen as well as her children who had a clear visual point at the man.
"Eudora... oh my Eudora" Viserys cried. The king descended down his chair as he made his way to his niece who smile sadly at her sickly uncle. Viserys place his hands on her cheeks and tear with relief. "You have come home... I knew... I knew you would come home."
"I have come home" she repeated and lean in close to his good ear where she whispered "we must discuss everything."
Aemond who's eye not watch wave off her figure, chest tighten. She not once looked over at him, not even a glance. Did she not miss him as he miss her? Why wouldn't she look at me? he thought worriedly. He thoughts were interrupted when he heard his father nod his head at whatever she whispered, and she moved over to stand by him as she listen to him announcing the end of the petition, but before he were to have the chance to finish did Vaemond came in.
"You dare" he sneered. "You break law and centuries of tradition. Yet not only do you dare who deserves to inherit the name Velaryon, but you end this debate over this... this child" he pointed over Eudora who stare off at him emotionlessly. "I will not allow it"
"'Allow it?" Do not forget yourself Vaemond, as I am your King. Eudora is your princess and you speak to her with the same respect you ought to me." He reminded.
"Do you think I care? I do not care for her, I care for the blood of my house as that is the reason of this petition!" He sneered. "That is no true Velaryon and certainly no nephew of mine."
"Lucerys is my true-born grandson" Viserys reasoned. "You are no more than the second son of Driftmark."
"You may do what you see fit for you house, but you will not decide for mine. My House survived the Doom and a thousand tribulation besides. I will not see it ended on the account of this--" he cut himself off as he was about to word a name Eudora knew he was urging to speak aloud for years.
"Bastard" she finished off making everyone to turn their heads at her. Rhaenyra look over her daughter's emotionless eyes with disbelief. Lucerys felt as well offended of his cousin sudden blurb, as well as the King. Aemond and Aegon look down trying to hide their smirk, but was soon swept from their mouths. "Isn't that what you were going to say Ser Velaryon, or am I mistaken?" Eudora walked her close to the man who look at her with staggering look. "Base off your expression and the look in your eyes, it seems you were going to say bastard. Ser Velaryon that is high treason and the King can take your tongue for such allegation. Lucerys Velaryon is the rightful successor and will do a better job than you, as he will be under the mentorship of Corlys Velaryon himself. Which has me wonder, why petition for the seat of Driftmark when your brother is not dead... unless" she hummed "you wish for him to let out his final breath."
"You dare!"
"I do dare" she smiled, but the way she was smile was wicked that it brought chills to everyone. "Because I know that is what you truly feel, and is the reason why you order such. I also know that it is you who planned Lord Corlys death, unfortunately your plan did not work."
Gasp were traveled around the room – princess Rhaenys stood in shock hearing Eudora's claim. Vaemond felt like he was caught red-handed, but tried not to show it. "You think after two years of disappearing, you think you have the right to speak as if you are entitled to do so. I wonder princess where have you been this whole time while your house depletes through dominion. My, your father would sure be disappointed that I am sure he vexes in his grave–"
"You may speak however you like of me Vaemond Velaryon, but speak about my father again and I will make sure you don't come out this room alive." Aemond watched and was perplexed how calm she spoke that it was quite intimidating. Power is what radiates off Eudora, and it makes everyone in the room to cower of how different the realms jewel came to be. No longer was she see Eudora the Kindhearted.
"I bet wandering off with some low-born where you desperately handed your virtue. You may not be Rhaenyra's mother by blood, but you sure take her form of character" rage is what filled Aemond's blood, and it was rage that made him to walk his way to Vaemond to take it upon himself to cut out his tongue, but was stopped by his mother. Aemond snapped his head to his scared mother who shook her head from having do something.
"Say it" she said lowly. "I dare you" she smirked.
Vaemond looked over at Rhaenyra and back at Eudora, "she... is a whore... as are you."
"Such words for a man who holds a small cock" she said. "Too bad you no longer will able to use it" she chided. She look over at the knight with aurelion eyes "dracarys."
Her family looked over at her questioning, but it was soon answered when the knight spits out fire burning the screaming man into crisp. Eudora watched with delight as the rest of her family watched in horror. Rhaenyra and Daemon protected their children from the blames, as Alicent did the same but with Helaena who hid in her mother neck.
As for Aemond, he was indeed in shock but at the same time arouse when he watched the look on his Eudora face and he couldn't deny the tightness he felt in his trousers.
"No one is to call my mother a whore, and not face the consequences."
NEXT: CHAPTER NINE
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CHAPTER ONE II A.T
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥
A name that has circulated throughout the kingdom as the princess grew, and a name that stayed already being the princess second name.
Inessa Targaryen, daughter of Viserys Targaryen and Alicent Hightower, twin of Aemond Targaryen. The day the twins birth was announced, the entire kingdom celebrated the news of their Queen birthing healthy babes. Servants and maids that came and go from the Queens royal chamber will voice their opinions regarding the princess with hazelnut hair like her mother, and brown doe eyes.
When Alicent allow her other children to meet the twins, she observed how attached her first born daughter became with her little sister. Haleana, as usual, held distant eyes as if she was foreseeing her beloved sister future; in return she mumble nocoherent words that Alicent was not able to decipher, and so she ignore them. As for Aegon, well he was just Aegon. The eldest child did not say much, rather pointed out how different his sister was to the rest of them. The three year old boy could see the clear resemblance between his mother and newly sister, and by the look of love that shine bright in his mothers eyes made the five year old wonder: what if he were to look like Inessa? Would his mother deliver him the same attention?
Over the years as the twins began to grow older, the more attached they become – most specifically Aemond. Inessa loved her twin brother and always went to him whenever she was sad or in need of attention, but she never pester him as much as he does to her. Unlike her, Aemond was ignored over the years by not only by his father, but as well as his mother. From where he stood he could see how much his mother love his twin sister that at a moment when he was five years old, he grew to despise his sister for garnering his mother so much.
Two weeks little Aemond did not talk to Inessa because of his jealousy, and over those two weeks Inessa grew a close relationship with Aegon who happily cleared his duties to spend time with his little sister. Aemond who hid behind the shadows pouted at the two closeness that he self criticize himself for allowing his complex emotions get the better of him, as it resulted nothing but his twin being taken away. Five year old Aemond afterward went up to Inessa and apologize for becoming so distance, but of course did not give reason as to why. Inessa who did not know he was ignoring her, accepted his apologies regardless since she didn't like how hard Aemond was on himself.
After their reconciliation, Aemond made sure to never leave her side and was content to know that though he may never receive his mother affection, he had his Inessa. Aemond is always grateful to have Inessa by his side, and did not imagine what could've been if she never existed. Aemond believe he would've been miserable seeing how Aegon and their nephews like to torture him with jokes of not having a dragon, that they would go far by playing pranks on him. Not even Inessa dragon egg hatched, but he would rather take the hit for them both. Inessa is the most important person in Aemond's life, seeing even a single scratch on her angered him; he place the duty on himself to protect his little sister – never would he allow his nephews nor Aegon ever harm her with their words.
But they never do, Aegon will always shut them up when they bring up her name.
Similar to Aemond, Aegon was very much protective over Inessa. In fact, out of all his other siblings Aegon favor Inessa the most since she was the most normal, and because of that he could put up with her. Also the fact is that Inessa has become sort of like a motherly figure to him. Though he is three years her elder, Inessa had a mature personality. It is no secret how much their mother sees Aegon as disappointment, and never once did she pay him a single dime of her love and attention. In result of that, Aegon grew up not knowing what true love was, until Inessa.
When she would come across her mother walk out of Aegon chambers with a look distress on her face, she knew the outcome that rivaled between the two. Inessa would go inside his chambers, sometimes meeting a naked Aegon who will immediately cover once he sees its her. He doesn't have to explain himself nor ask her, it was like reflex to her and she would immediately sit beside him pulling him into her arms – reassuring him that he was allowed to cry, which he does.
Inessa would run her finger through his hair, speaking nothing but sweet words to him: "You are loved and you are seen big brother, maybe not to mother but to me you are. That may not be enough since a mother love is what every child craves, but hopefully a sister loves makes it kind of the same." And it was enough, always is to Aegon.
Inessa knows of Aegon vandalizing the servant maids, luring them into his chambers where he take upon the pleasure of satisfying his sexual desires. Inessa grows disappointed of her older brother action, and can't seem to look at him in the eyes whenever she heard another incident that happened. However, regardless of all the whispers she hear through the walls Inessa is the only person who can't seem to leave Aegon.
He is an example of a loveless child who carries the trauma of their mother, who sat asking for more love and not getting any. Aegon came to accept that he was the consequence of complete collapse. In result, Aegon's  eroticism is a substitute of love.
That is why  Inessa is the favorite sibling, and when Aegon has his moments where not even sex or alcohol help quiet the voices he would seek for her. When he does she was always pulled away from none other than Aemond, and Aegon won't deny that he hated his brother at times for being so selfish of having their sister to himself.
The two would sometimes fight and when it leads to that, their mothers comes in by reasoning to them. After that she will take Inessa to Helaena where the two can spend their time together. When Helaena sees her little sister with their mother hand-to-hand, she immediately grows happy that she finally has someone who doesn't view her abnormal.
The two together warms Alicent's heart. "My two precious girls" she would say. "My little Angel" she would whisper when her eyes stay on Inessa who asks her sister of her new pet caterpillar.
"Mama look at the caterpillar! Helaena named it after me" Inessa ran up to her mother showing her the fuzzy insect. "Helaena said it will weave itself into cocoon soon, and by two-to-four week it will transform into a butterfly!"
"How lovely my little Angel, I'm sure you and your sister will take great of it" Alicent wove her daughter into her arms, pressing feathery kisses on her temple as she watched her gently caress the fuzzy insect.
Helaena would watch their relationship from where she stood; she would smile at first, but it would then turn into a frown when a vision came over her. Alicent would always catch it, but never thought much of it besides thinking that she probably felt excluded. Alicent felt guilty for having a closer relationship with her youngest then with her oldest, and even when she does try it is always quiet between them and Helaena does not like being touched by her mother.
On the hand with Inessa, she can hug her whenever she liked and in return she will receive the same affection warming the Queen's heart. When she looks at her, all she is her late mother smiling at her making Alicent eyes to glisten. Inessa had taken her late grandmothers beauty, but as well as her intelligence.
Everyday when Inessa is finish with her lessons, the princess will head straight to the royal library where she will stay cooped for hours reading. The princess was a bookworm and she proudly wore that name; books to her was a form of entertainment and offer a great escape. If anyone needed a book for something, Inessa would be the person to go too as she could proudly say that she has read almost everything.
That was one of the elements her and Aemond have in common, as he as well occupies his time reading whenever he had the chance. Whenever the two aren't able to sleep, they will sneak out from their chambers and quietly walk to the library where they will find a book to read until the words begin to not make sense. Or she would teach him High Valyrian. The perks of being a girl was that she had a lot of times on her hands, so when she isn't in the mood to read anything she would move to studying the Valyrian tongue which she has begin to be fluent in by the age of ten.
Aemond had a hard time learning the language by himself, and since no one but the Targaryens are the only ones to speak High Valyrian it was hard to find help. His father always has the same responce, "I don't have time, ask your sister Rhaenyra." There was no way in hell that he would ask his half-sister, and even if he did he knew she wouldn't help him seeing how the two never form a relationship – nor did she ever try making it known to him that his sister did not want any ties with him. He could ask one of the Maester who studied the language, but they were always occupied with their duties and sometimes their schedule never match with his. It was until he heard his sister speaking the language to the Maester did he come to her to become his tutor. Aemond was impress how eloquently spoken Inessa was that he asked her if she could devote her time of teaching him whenever they were to head to their chambers to suppose sleep.
Since then Aemond High Valyrian began to progress and it now began to be a thing between the two to speak to each other in their native tongue whenever they didn't want anyone to know what they were discussing. It made their siblings feel excluded since they didn't pay much attention to even learn it, and as usual Aegon will always argue that they should speak the common tongue in front of them. He just doesn't want to vocalize that he was jealous.
"How did you two learn the language so quick?" questioned their grandsire, Otto Hightower.
"Inessa was the one to teach me grandsire, she practically became my tutor" Aemond answered. "I tried finding help to learn our house language, and I had no luck until I heard Inessa and the Maester speak. She was so fluent that it was like common tongue for her, so I knew with her help I would become like fluent just like her" he smiled taking hold of her hand.
"Fascinating, and how did you learn Nessa?" her grandsire asked her now making the angel to shy in her shell.
"Well you know I would head to the library after my lessons, and since septa Margaret does not know High Valyrian and the Maester barely have time to educate us I decided to self-educate myself. It took time of course, but after practicing and a lot of studying I began to be fluent by the time I was ten. Approximately three years it took me, and the nightly studying was worth it."
"You are quite the intelligence my dear" praised her mother making the princess to bow her head as form of gratitude.
As for Otto, he looked at his granddaughter with impress look. She may carry the Targaryen name, but she had the intelligence of Hightower and with that Otto could say he was proud. The former Hand (at the timeline) knew how much his granddaughter occupied her time in the library that he would sometimes quietly sneak in to see what type of genres she read, and most of them contradict philosophy, history, medicine, and archaeology. Base off how well-spoken she is, Otto mind began to construct with ideas which he was to plan with his daughter.
It was one night where everyone was in their chambers, all but one. Aemond was making his way to his mother chambers – he was surprise to not see Ser Criston Cole at his post making him think that she probably wasn't inside, but when he heard voices from the other side of the door did it register in his mind that indeed she was. As he was about to knock, he heard his grandsire's voice and what he heard did not please his ears. "I believe it would be best to not marry Helaena to Aegon, but instead with Inessa. The girl exceeds the expectation of royal lady, and with how educated she is – will strengthen Aegon's name. As matter of fact, it will keep the Targaryen bloodline pure when they produce heirs that will take after their mother."
"F-Father I don't think that is the right choice, as much as the realm adores Inessa due to her effortless kindness it is clear she does not hold the Valyrian features. What if their children carry more... Hightower then Targaryen?" Alicent did not like where her father was going with this, and so she thought of figuring out a route where she can persuade Otto to stick with planning Aegon and Helaena to wed. Alicent did not want her little girl, her Inessa to marry to Aegon who was nothing but a drunk disappointment. She can't do that to her, she won't.
"I assure you daughter, Inessa will bare silver hair babes and if she doesn't then we will ravel a plan where that they did not survive. Inessa has the realm by her hand, if the people see that they have themselves a loving Queen they would not think of having Rhaenyra has their monarch. Aegon and Inessa are the perfect pair." Hearing all of this nonsense angered Aemond to the core, that he began to detest his grandsire. Why not him? Why not pair Aemond and Inessa? He is far better than his drunkard brother, plus who is to say he will be loyal to his sister since anyone who carries a cunt will catch his attention. Inessa deserves better, she deserve someone far better.
"I said no! We will continue our plan of betrothing Helaena to Aegon and that is final" she firmly stated, not anymore caring if her father looked her with disparagement. "It is my job as not only Queen, but as a mother to know what is best for my child and I believe that Inessa position would in use soon. As Queen I finalize to to this conclusion." Aemond was happy to hear how his mother stood her ground, but he can't help but worry for his sister.
As Aemond was walking back to his chambers, he couldn't help but think over a plan in ways to keep Inessa in Kingslanding. He may only be ten years old and may not understand what he was feeling, but what he can understand is that having his sister far away from him is like taking a piece of him; he will feel empty.
Once he was inside his chamber, his eyes immediately went to her sleeping figure that was tucked cozily into the covers. Aemond made his way toward their bed where he lifted the covers to slide himself by. Once comfortable, the ten year old look at his little sister who slept soundly. Aemond brought himself close where he wrapped his little arms around her and moving her head to his chest. He brushed her hazelnut curls as he looked up the ceiling, trying to imagine a life without her.
No, it doesn't feel right. She is meant to be here, with him. For a ten year old he exceeds such ambition that it made him seem older, but that is Aemond when it comes to Inessa. She brings out this side of him, and is the only one.
NEXT: CHAPTER TWO
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THE REALMS ANGEL II A.T
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On 110AC, the night of a half quarter moon, the light of the moon shine through the window of the quarters where there lay the Queen who was surrounding by wet-nurses and a Maester who stood at the edge of the bed, readying for her majesty to push.
Alicent Hightower, Wife of King Viserys Targaryen had a long labor. She could even say that it was the one she had dreaded the most, as the other labor where she gave birth to a son and then a daughter (a year later) was not as dreading nor painful.
Her water broke when the sun began to set its goodbye, and continues to stays in the same painful position four hours later. Another hour pass, and finally she was dilated to the degree where she was able push. After four pushes, the babe greeted himself with a yell having everyone who was present sigh with relief. "Another healthy boy my Queen, the sevens favor you so."
Another boy which she was happy in regards, but knew that this child was going to be another one who will be neglected and unlove by the king.
The announcement of the babe drew Alicent a tight smile, and allowed the wet-nurse to place her son into her arms where he rested his head against her chest, complete still and peace once he realize the familiar warmth of his mothers hold.
Before Alicent was to answer the Maestor question what to name her son, she gasp in pain making the man to freeze along as everyone else who watch their Queen double over in pain – clutching her son is a tight grasp causing the newborn to wail at the embrace. Alicent gave her son back to the nurse who stood beside her, and she crouch where she sat trying to endure. "What is happening," she winced causing the maester who watched ground himself back.
The man quickly went up to the woman, and place his hands gentle to her stomach to figure the case of the problem. When his fingers touch the right side of her stomach, he felt a head making him acknowledge that the Queen had another child about to make its present which came to a shock seeing how the middle of trimester he didn't feel another infant, but one. It begin to register to him that the babe was shy, and hid behind its brother.
"My Queen you are to push again, it seems you have another child to deliver," once the maester inform did Alicent cough out a shock.
"A-another?" She whispered "I am to have twins?" Viserys should be bless by the old and new gods of Valyria, alongside the sevens as his Queen delivered now a pack of dragons to his nest. But of course, his children were put to aside where the only shining light that blind his attention was his delight, Rhaenyra.
Maester went back to his position and when he looked to see the head of the bed, he encouraged the Queen to push, which she did without hesitation. After three pushes, the bed was out but unlike it's brother the babe was quiet making Alicent lift her head with worry. The maester who held the babe smile up at the mother, "A quiet daughter you have my Queen, it now make sense why the princess hid behind her brother; she was shy ."
Once the Maester place the child in her arms did Alicent immediately became enamored with her daughter. Unlike the rest of her siblings, the princess took after her mother completely. "She's perfect" she mumbled as she caress the soft cheeks of her daughter. The princess brown orbs met with her mothers gave her a small smile, making the Queen to giggle at her adorableness.
This was the first time for anyone to see the Queen harmonious with a child of hers, and the subjects who were still present were happy to see their Queen who express nothing but depression, looked finally happy for once. The little princess gave mixture image of herself and her disease grandmother, who Alicent was very close too but unfortunately was not able to create a lot memories with since her mother passed when she was very young. Looking down upon her sleeping daughter, it felt like her mother had never left. Alicent can't be any more grateful of the sevens who gifted her such a blessing.
On the other hand, it did sadden her when she realize that her husband will not give a care to his newborn daughter, and though it breaks Alicent heart to see her children frown at their father lack of attention, she usually moves on her day as she tried not to think about them since she did not know how to comfort, as she too is trying to figure out how to do that for herself. However, now with her newborn daughter, she will not.
"What would you name her my Grace?" Asked one of the wet-nurse.
Usually it would be Viserys who decided the names of their children, a name that fitted with the Targaryen name. Never once did he discuss girl names while she was pregnant, only boys. So having her be questioned what to name her newborn daughter stumped her. When Alicent look down at her sleeping daughter, something in her tell her to name her after someone who was very dear to her, her mother.
"Inessa, her name will be Inessa" Alicent said happily. She always wanted to name a daughter after her mother, her sweet mother who unfortunately passed when Alicent was four years old. Her mother was a religious woman with a pure soul; her presence lights up the whole entire room making everyone energy to lift up. Looking at her daughter reminded Alicent of that, so it is rather fitted to give her that name.
"Inessa Targaryen, disparate name for a Targaryen but fits perfectly," the maester praised which she only hummed. It may be disparate and her King-husband may not favor the name, nonetheless it did not matter to her because she is hers. She will  argue with Viserys if she has too.
"And as for your son?" He questioned
"Oh" she completely forgot about her son, how shameful of her she thought to believe. "The King decided the name Aemond, so that will be his name" she stated having everyone to nod.
The doors to the chambers opened revealing Viserys and Otto who came in tow behind, made their way through. Viserys eyes widen to see two children presented to him, as well as Otto. The two were not inform that the Queen given birth to twins, so seeing another babe that took the image of her was not what they expected.
The wet-nurse handed the Prince to the King, who observed his son to see that he has taken the Valriyan features. Viserys smiled at little Aemond and graced his sons solemn promises which had Alicent bittersweet. Noticing how long he's been in his fathers arms, Aemond began to fuss as if he did not like the feeling of his father's holding him. Viserys became alarm at his sons loud cries, and he immiedtaley handed him to Alicent. Alicent tried to coo her son, but even with his mother the boy was still fussy, so when she laid him next to his sleeping sister did he finally stopped making her relieved.
Otto looked at his granddaughter and saw how she did not take the Targaryen features, instead of his daughter. Otto cannot deny that he also saw a bit of his former wife which was nice, seeing how once upon time the two of them had feelings for each other.
Viserys eyes traveled to his daughter – not a single Valyrian touch, nevertheless, she was beautiful in his eyes. "A girl" Viserys spoke "she is a spitting of you Alicent" he pointed out making the young Queen breathe to hitch not knowing whether his words hint disappointment, but by his next words made her instantly relax "she has taken the beauty of her mother, congrats lovely wife" he smiled.
"Thank you my King" she muttered.
Viserys picked his newborn daughter from the bed and secured her in his arms. Alicent looked at him with weary eyes, and her heart rate picked up when Aemond began to fuss once again. "We should name her Vaella, she looks like one does she not?" He smiled at Otto who only gave him a grim expression in reply. Alicent felt the eyes of the subjects on her as if waiting for her to tell her King-husband that their daughter has already been named.
"Her name is Inessa husband," she replied softly. Otto looked over at his daughter and Alicent could see the twinkle in her father's eyes at the mention of the name. "Seeing how we did not expect ourself twins, especially a daughter, I took it upon myself to name her after my mother, Inessa Hightower. "
"Inessa, Inessa, Inessa..." He kept repeating – tasting it to see if it fitted. "Inessa Targaryen, hm... I suppose that'll be her name" he said with a tight smile. "She is very calm quiet babe" he indicated. "Quite the unexpected surprise."
"That is what I told the Queen, my King. It's as if the princess didn't want to be found seeing how she hid behind her twin brother the whole nine months, a darling she truly is though; out of all of the deliveries I've done in my years, she is the calmest babe I've encountered." said the Maester who received nothing, but a hum from the King.
King Viserys handed the princess back to his lady wife, who gladly taken her from his arms. After little time spent with the babes, the King announced that he was to go rest at his quarters leaving Otto and Alicent. Otto who eyes did not leave the twins since came to observe how needy his grandson was when it came to his little sister. Whenever Inessa moves Aemond wakes up immediately whimpering at the lost touch, it was like she could understand because she would move where Aemond will feel her.
"These two will be attach to the hip I guarantee" Otto said confidently. Alicent who follow her fathers eye-line nodded with agreement. "She is a split image of you and your mother, I see why you did not hesitate of coming up a name for her."
"Something told me to name her after mother, seeing her at first sight reminded me of mother's light. I thought it to be suited to name her after mother," Alicent said with honesty. "I honestly believe the Gods gifted her to me for a reason, and for that I am bless."
"I agree daughter," Otto smiled. Otto smile slightly at his daughter, no longer adding anything else to the conversation since he did not know what to else to say. He couldn't take his eyes away from the little princess who still sleeps beside her brother. A warmth that he hadn't felt in ages began to simmer to his heart, making the Hand to sigh with sense of peace. "I'll leave you to rest my daughter, I'll visit you in the morrow." Before he departed, he caress Inessa's soft cheeks making Alicent smile at how soft her father became to his second granddaughter.
Once the sheets were replaced and she was clean, her and the babes moved to her chambers where a crib stood beside her bed; and with the help of the maids who assisted the princess under the covers did they went to the children to do the same.
"Actually I would like to have my daughter by me;  you may leave thank you" the two maids in unison bow and follow to her words to giving her Inessa.
Once gone, Alicent curled against her daughter who still asleep since. The young Queen pepper her daughter with kisses against her temple, making the babe to gurgle at the affection. Hearing his sister, Aemond began to whine when he felt she was no longer close to him making Alicent to sigh. Alicent put Hestia back to the share crib where Aemond immediately quieten. Alicent return back to her father words, and strongly agree that her twins will be attach but to her it was more like Aemond being attach to her than she will to him.
Alicent caress her daughters chestnut hair, similar to her own. When she looks at her, Hestia reminds her of a dove, a sign of peace and love. "My little angel, mother will make sure no harm will come to you. You are too precious for this world, but I will make sure you don't face the ominous of it, I promise."
NEXT: CHAPTER ONE
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CHAPTER SEVEN (TQOHH)
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Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen OC
Description: Her warmth and love caress his soul making him hum with bliss. Having her presence near makes all of the dark thoughts perish, as she was the flowers that grew in the darkest part of him. She is the keeper of his soul. Holder of his heart. Without her, he is nothing.
A/N: thank you for being patient, been busy the past week. Merry Christmas and Happy New Years!
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It has been two years since Eudora disappearance, and the atmosphere in the capital grew quiet since. In the beginning when everyone was set to find the princess, the King sent his intelligence agents to seek for the princess to Essos since she was no where around Westeros continent. Six months passed and when they came back empty handed, the royal family began to believe the hurtful truth they kept trying to deny: Princess Eudora Targaryen is dead.
They weren’t able to do a burial ceremony since there was no body for them to wrap and fire to, so for a month each member mourn in their own accord. In Dragonstone, Rhaenyra's three eldest sons watched their mother mourn and grew worried how distance she became. Daemon was the person who would reassure them that their mother needed time to herself, that Eudora death is something that she needs time to heal and accept. Lucerys didn't quite understand why at first, Eudora wasn't even her child – they may share the same blood through their fathers making them cousins, but she wasn't her blood.
Daemon, at first, wanted to slap the fourteen year old boy insensitivity and he had to leave the room before it went forward at the thought of doing that.
The three eldest children: Jacaerys, Lucerys, and Rhaena were lost as they did not know how to handle the depressive state their parents were in. Unlike the Queens children who had the privilege of being around Eudora, the two of them minus Jacaerys did not. Yes she may have spend her time at Dragonstone with them for two weeks, but majority of that time Eudora was spending her time training with Daemon, or in the library being educated. Nonetheless, Eudora tried to spend her time with them as much as she can, but because of her relationship with Aemons they grew distant with her, except Jacaerys who saw her as older sister. Thus, Lucerys, Rhaena, and Joffrey did not mourn like their family.
One night, sweet Rhaena came across to her father in the hall sitting by the fire. She watched him quietly cry alone as he kept murmuring Eudora's name and Maegor. Never has Rhaena seen her father in that state, not even when her mother died. It register then that Eudora was very special girl to her father, and she not may vocalize this due to her shyness but she was jealous.
When a month pass of mourning for Eudora, Rhaenyra was by the balcony looking over the beach. Staring off she began to relive a memory of her and ten year old Eudora.
Their dresses were wet by the end, and they splash water at each other having the time of her lives. Syraxes and Jyrot were laying by the sand, watching their riders bond like mother and daughter.
Rhaenyra wrapped her arms around Eudora from behind, and twirled her around making the princesses to laugh when Rhaenyra lost her balance and the both of them fell onto the black sand. Rhaenyra still had her arms around her daughter, and Eudora had her arms around her as she lay her wet cheeks on her chest. "I love you mother" the girl said.
"And I love you my sweet girl, more than you could ever know" Rhaenyra replied back.
"Ten thousand stars I love you!" Eudora said louder, proving to Rhaenyra that she loved her more than she did to her.
"Ten thousands stars! Who can out-beat that?" Rhaenyra said in shock. "Not even Daemon" she added making the two of them giggled. "I love you ten thousand stars as well, my love."
Coming back from that memory where their figures began to fade, was when Rhaenyra finally broke down terribly.  The whole entire palace of Dragonstone heard the Princess heartbreaking cry. Jace and Luce ran to their mothers open chamber to see Daemon holding her down while he too was in tears. The two Valeryon boys were in shock at the sight before them; never had they seen their mother in such agony, they didn't know to do but stay rooted where they were standing. They watched how tirelessly their mother hit Daemon on the chest, as she repetitively whisper "no".
"This can't be happening, not her, not my little girl, my daughter." Daemon looked up at the stone ceiling, clenching his jaw as he tried to compose not only his wife heartbreak, but himself. Daemon felt nothing, but anger that continue to boil within him. He was angry at himself for not keeping his promise he made to Eudora when she was six years old.
EudoraTargaryen, the anchor of House of Dragon embody a daughter to Rhaenyra. She cherish the young girl as if she had carried her for nine months, swarmed her with attention and with love. Eudora was the best thing that ever happened to Rhaenyra. When she looks at Eudora, her heart soften and her body hums with content. Eudora represented the light that lit at the end of the tunnel. Whenever Rhaenyra was lost, she will seek for her light and knew by the time she reached it that meant she was okay because she was reminded why does what she does. Now that her light is gone, she is in complete darkness. Her sons may not understand it, and may not know it till later on, but a piece of their mother was gone and went with Eudora.
As for the the rest located in Kings Landing, the atmosphere was dark. After Viserys came to see his niece is gone, the King had never once left his chambers as his sickness grew worse. Alicent, the devoted wife nurse her lord husband as much as she could until it came to the decision where the milk of the poppy was the only medicine to help him with the pain. But in result of that, it made the rotted man mind to fog making him be in his own world. Alicent heart broke at the Kings state, but her heart broke even more for her second son.
Aemond grew distant from his family. For six months he did not attend family meals, he always have them in his room. His room hold the memories of the two together, and he swore that every night he can hear her laugh in his walls. Sometimes he would even spend his night in her chambers, where he would skim over her book that she had been writing for the pass year regarding herbs. He would trace every word with his finger tips, and when he pushes the pages to his nose he could smell her. He still hold the letter she given him, and every night he would read it just to see if she hinted anything.
Aemond mind would always begin to wander what was so important that she had to do that it cause her to her death. But deep in his heart Aemond knows she's not dead, he would've know it. Eudora is half of him and she is the half of him. He would know if his soulmate left this earth when his heart stopped beating.
Aemond loves his heart and he can't come to it to say he hated her, but he can say he was angry. Angry that she could've just waited for him to tell why she had to go, angry that she made everyone to believe she was dead when he knows deep down she isn't.
He is angry, but he loves her so much.
Aemond would occupy his time training and riding on Vhagar, that became his routine the pass two years. Ser Criston Cole would inform his Queen of her sons progress that he even added that Aemond had gotten the title of being the best swordsmen in Westeros. The Queen was proud of her son, but she still felt sad because she knew that training was the only way for him to get out of his head that swirl only of Eudora. Till this day the Queen knows that no one can outcompete Eudora, she knows because she tested by mentioning Aemond about betrothing him to one of the Baratheon daughters.
Alicent did not expect for her son to snap at her, and for the first time she admit that she was afraid. How fast he got up and was face-to-face made the her stagger her steps, and she stopped breathing for a second. Aemond did not talk to his mother for two weeks, and he made sure she was to not see him. After that, Alicent never mention about betrothals to her son nor did she mention Eudora since that was sensitive topic.
Alicent voiced her concerns to Viserys regarding their son, but the man waves it off until she mentioned Eudora.
"Eudora, my sweet niece" he smiled. "She is the anchor to our house, it is..." to Alicent his words her nonsense, and when he begin to speak that language she grow immediately tired, and she would live never listening to his words.
"I-I've seen it.... The original.... who returns will revive our house. She carries the blood of the first. The Celestial Queen."
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Deep into fire woods lays a woman. She lays on the surface that radiates the warmth of molten rocks that felt like a blanket to her. The woman knees were up and there rested on top was a book in Old Valriyan. The woman voice out the words in low whisper, fingers following as she read each sentence.
It was until she heard a snap made her stop. Where her head rested began to move, and she look to her right to see her beautiful ruby dragon move to see who came to disrupt their peace and quiet. The woman stood from her feet and was met with the familiar silver hair man.
"Nemrys."
"The Gods have visited me through my dreams, they speak of the return to your home."
"It is time?" She questioned needing clarification.
"Yes, when Ovos enters Mercury we must descend to the skies. Your presences will be needed from there forward."
"I see," she realized. "Then I guess I must inform the rest – have them prepared. I acquire you to accompany me Nemrys, after all you will become my Master of Whispers."
"My Queen–"
"You will not argue with me, it is done. The Gods soft whisper to me that you will be part of my court, and to the next generation forward till you are no longer needed; it is your duty as druid."
"But what about the Kingdom? There must always be a Blackfrye in Valyria." He reasoned.
The woman walked up to the man, hands rested on both side of his cheeks. "For one hundred years you have taken care of our home, and you've done a wonderful job at that. But you must've known that it wouldn't not be forever; your path has taken a turn and you must follow that lead. Valyria will be in good hands, Toro will be regent. Besides, the amount of dragons we carry we mustn't worry cousin."
"Then I guess I will follow you to till the end. What do you think will happen once they see you finally after two years?" He questioned.
"Knowing my family, you can never tell what goes on in their heads. They are... difficult" she chuckled. "But I'm not focus on them, but mostly of him. His mind is hard to pick out, but I just hope he understands."
"Do not fret of the ruby prince Eudora, the prince practically kisses the floor you step on I wouldn't worry to much of him" Nemrys chuckled. "After all, you are the Queen of his Heart."
NEXT: CHAPTER EIGHT
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