The White Dragon (29)
29. The Red Keep
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Summary: A horrible lie could change the war
Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader
Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, injury, burns, dragon fire, death, violence, armies, war and all that comes with it. Might miss some warnings but you know what this is about :)
SPECIAL WARNINGS... if you read the last chapter, the Crestan part, you might guess what is coming.. either way.. VIOLENCE AND THREATS REGARDING MINORS, THREATS OF SA AGAINST A MINOR, VIOLENCE.
+18, MINORS DNI
Wordcount: 4.7 k.
Notes: This is an intense one, honestly I thought I had reached 5k, anyways... more notes at the end I don't want to spoil anything...
Now
When Aemond came back, one week later, he found the Red Keep submerged in madness.
He found maids and ladies crying, he found soldiers running around in distress, something was really, really wrong.
He had been away, leading the Baratheon army that was now outside King’s Landing’s gates, he ran upstairs, towards Maegor’s holdfast, ready to march North, or wherever they needed them to go. With Lord Borros’ support
But as long as he was going upwards… he realized something wrong, really, really wrong, had happened.
When he reached the superior levels, he could hear her… his mother screaming… he ran the last hallway to the hall, and froze, right there, in the middle of a private chamber, over four beds, were three bodies. Already prepared as a silent sister was finishing the shrouds on the feet of the last body. His breath got caught in his throat.
They were two women, and two children, and his mother’s beaten face could only mean one thing
“No”, he whined, as soon as Alicent saw him, she ran towards him, and he embraced her in his arms
“What is this?”, he asked, he felt like a glass ball was stuck in his throat, “what happened?”
“They came in the night”, she cried, “they…they…”
“Who? who did this?”, he said urgently, and her mother weeped even more
“They said that a nephew for a niece”, she cried, “they… killed the children, Helaena and Aemma, and took Jahaera”
And something inside Aemond just snapped.
72 hours earlier
Crestan had spent the last two days searching for a way into the Keep, and failing completely at it. He couldn’t just ask around people [hey, do you know a way into the Castle?”, so he scouted all possible entrances all around the castle, but it was useless…
If he didn’t hurry, he was not going to be able to stop it, your child could be in danger.
He didn’t have any money, he didn’t have any time, he was looking for a secret way in into the biggest castle he had ever seen, to look for a Princess he had never seen or even know how she looks like, and probably save yet another child that he had never seen, nor he didn’t even know what he looked like either.
He was fucked
For all he knows, that kid might be long dead by now.
He was running out of ideas
Until… Nighttime
He was posing as a vagabond, all covered with an old rag he found somewhere and sitting against the Red Keep’s outer wall. from there he could see people coming and going, when suddenly, a girl passed by him, a servant girl, that by now he acknowledged as one of the palace servants because of her clothes.
There weren’t any houses not gates to the castle in that direction so she was definitely coming from the Keep and towards the city, and he smiled
If he knew something for sure, it is that no matter how big the castle, it has always a passageway, nor matter small or big.
So he waited, patiently, until the girl came back at a very late hour of the night. way past the hour of the owl, so he followed her… right towards the water, and the harbor by the keep.
There it was… a small passageway right embedded in the stone. Fuck yeah… he haden’t been that way since at daytime merchants and soldier would pass constantly, but at night… it was a different thing entirely.
Thank the gods he still had his sword… so he made sure to drink water, some wine and have some food in a tavern, before adventuring in the passageways… He didn’t know how long they went, and they are most likely going to be dead ends.
So he entered the guts of the Red Keep, into her insides… oh yeah if he was going to go inside something it has to be a “her”
He walked through the dark hallways… he barely found a torch or two lit up along the way, so through his touch on the stone and his steady feet he walked along the deepest passageways. his right hand at his sword the entire time…
His breath got caught in his throat when he found a giant skull, the most gigantic thing he had ever witnessed, he had a hard time believing it belonged to what was once a living breathing animal. A dragon, he guessed, you don’t fuck around with the Targaryen. But the candles and everything led him to believe this was a recurrent place visited by some people at the castle…
He had this
36 hours earlier
He did not have this.
Through a day and a half he had toured the insides of the Red Keep, he found different rooms, some abandoned, some not, he even found the Royal family’s kitchen, where he waited long enough to steal some food, he was starving… he also found the Servant’s room, where he stole some uniforms in case he needed to blend in, and one for their scape. He also heard through false doors at voices and persons, he even managed to find what he guessed was a very intimate private chamber for audiences (the small council room).
He had been really lucky nobody had seen him
So he took the giant skull as a starting point, and from there he started to reach every door and passageway,and then he came back to start again. Day and a half after he was positive he had visited at least half of all the possible ways to go… So his time, even if he even had any left, was running out. He was also sure that if there had been a prince assassinated he would have heard something…
He had seen people through his visits, he had seen an auburn haired woman, that a servant called “your grace”, so that could be the Queen. He had seen what was probably the King, with a crown on his head, but he was terribly injured, by fire, he gathered.
So now he was going to go through the right side, looking at the skull, he felt he was getting closer and closer
He tried a few doors, to empty rooms, but he noticed they were getting more opulent, so he knew he was going the right way… Alright, a silver haired young princess, younger than nineteen, he guessed seventeen or so… trapped in her room, she should be easier to see. For a moment he considered grabbing a random servant and threatening them to tell them where she might be… but then… he would have to kill them, and he didn’t like that, now, he was close…
Aemma’s sleep was alluding to her these past nights, she couldn’t sleep no matter how much she tried, so she entertained herself by stoking the fire in her hearth, to keep the only light in the room lightened. Fire comforted her
That only, he heard a creaking noise, like an old door, being opened. She instantly looked at the door but it was closed, and probably locked, like always, so it wasn’t that, and then, she saw an entire panel on the wall move. Her breath got caught in her throat but she still managed to stand up slowly, as she saw the now discovered hidden door being opened more widely, and then, she gasped when he saw someone trying to enter.
And then his eyes met
She screamed for a second before he could shush her, entering quickly, showing her his hands in a manner to prove he meant no harm to her. She grabbed the poker as a weapon, as she took long steps backwards to separate herself from him. She grabbed whatever she could find nearer to her… a book, and threw it at him, he managed to avoid it, and retrieved a little by the door
“Aemma?”, he asked, still half hidden behind the door
“Who are you?”, she demanded, as she threw now a base at him
“I’m a friend of your mother!”, he said, “I’m here to help!”
“My mother is dead!”, she said, tears now falling down her face
“She might be, I still have my doubts!”, he explained
“What is your name?”, she asked, “What are you doing here?”. Crestan had been looking for this princess for the past five days and still he didn’t find a clue of what he was going to say when he found her
“My name is Crestan Naharis”, he said gently, “Your mother send me, like two fortnights ago, to find you”, she lowered her weapon, blinking rapidly the tears away
“How do I know you are telling the truth?”, she asked
“I was in Dragon Stoned”, he said firmly
“Dragonstone?”, she asked
“Yes, they were all there, your father, your siblings, your aunt, the Queen?, whatever I was there when the war broke out, your mother was so worried about you, I offered myself to come get you, but then she left for a diplomatic mission, told me that at her return she was going to tell how to rescue you… but she never came back”, he told her. And Aemma believed him as a tear fell down her face
“Where are you going to take me?”, she asked then
“Wherever you want”, he said, “Stoned dragon, or Harrenhell”
“Harrenhal”
“Whenever”, he whispered. “But we need to leave, now!”, she nodded rapidly, and jumped from where she stood, and started grabbing things. Without even caring about Crestan being there she put on her riding gear that she had fashioned in a red fabric, instead of black like it was accustomed to.And she gathered a few items too, some clothes of hers, and since she was going to get her dragon, and this was her mother’s old bedroom, she grabbed a map she had made, and a compass, to know where she was heading.
“I’m ready!”, she said, trusting some guy she had never seen before, but she was done being here, feeling scared, feeling like her own life didn’t belong to herself.
So following him, she began to travel to a very unknown world to her, the secret passageways
“You're telling me this was here this whole time?”, she whispered
“I’ve been traveling these corridors for three days Princess”, he muttered, “and I haven’t even finished exploring them all yet. And he wanted to kick himself because of how fast and soon they reached the stairs that led to their freedom, from here, they could see the whole city, and the faint lights of a new day on the horizon
“Wait!”, she said, “We can’t leave!”
“What do you mean we can’t leave?”, he cried, “I need to take you to safety”, he said, trying to grab her arm but she took a step back
“How are you going to do that exactly?”. Crestan sighed, he didn’t had a fucking clue, when he was wondering the city he catched a glimpse at the docs, his boat, SHIP, was gone, that white haired bastard abandoned him here, “Right so we take MY dragon there, so technically, who is saving who?”, Crestan was opening his mouth to protest when they heard steps in the hallway, so they hid away
“What do you mean we can’t leave?”, he asked
“We can”, she corrected, “but first we need to take someone out of a cell”
“A cell?”, he asked, “who? certainly not a good man”
“Yes he is!”, she insisted, “she is my mother’s sworn sword we need to get him out”, she insisted. He grabbed her
“Look princess, I haven’t seen any cells, and we need to get out of here, there are some awful men coming, and they are going to”, and then he stopped, she was right, they couldn’t leave, “is your friend good with a sword?”, he asked
“He is good with a sword on each hand, he is a King’s guard, a white cloak”, even in Essos you could hear the legends that were the White cloaks, the finest knights in Westeros, so he nodded
“Let’s break your friend out of his cell”, he confirmed. She nodded, suddenly excited, Crestan gave her the maid dress he had found alongside that thing girls put in their heads, he thought, liked seeing girl’s hair, but whatever….
They got dressed over their clothes and both looked positively ridiculous, but at this hour, nobody was going to notice, or at least they hoped so. They entered the main castle by one of the passageways that was in the inferior levels, and this time, went ten times easier since Aemma knew where she was going. She and Aemond as kids used to go together and toured the entire castle, of course holding hands because she got scared.
She shook those thoughts out of her mind, once she was out of here,, and made sure her family was alright, she could convince Aemond to switch to her side.
They kept walking, and they got very lucky, because the keep was still deep in sleep, they managed to avoid some guards, most of them sleeping in the corners, to the cells. She knew they were going to keep him in the upper levels of the cell floors.
“Steffon?”, she whispered. Crestan tried to shush her, but she made him shush instead, “Steffon!”, she said loudly
“Aemma?”, from the very last one of the cells, appeared a hand reaching out. Aemma ran towards it, grabbing an ax from a table in the corner, she didn't stop to think about what they would do with that to the prisoners, but she didn’t care
“Wait Princess!”, called Crestan, but she didn’t heard him, she used the heavy ax and with one swing, she snapped the lock of the cell open
Crestan had to help her though, to open the heavy door
Steffons stumped out of the cell, he was dirty, had grown a beard, and his hair was longer, but he look well
“Steffon!”, she couldn’t help but embrace him, and he embraced her back
“My sweet girl”, he whispered, “what are you doing here?”, when they separated, he noticed the man standing, “Who are you?”, he asked
“Excuse me, I’m the man that saved her and then you”
“He saved me from my rooms, he is taking me to the Dragonpit”
“Nobody said anything about the Dragonpit”, he said urgently, Steffon looked at him
“Vermithor is there, with him we can leave, without him we are grounded”, she muttered
“Alright I’ll take you to the Dragonpit”, he said rapidly, “but first we need to leavethis fucking hallway!”, they heard hurried steps by the hallways, so they ran, Aemma caught Steffon arms to place it around her shoulders, she could tell he was limping
When they were in the safety of the secret passageways, they stopped to catch their breaths. Aemma thought they were lucky for being able to sneak that way, the Red Keep is not what it used to, she guessed half the court and servants were… dismissed because of their alliances, but she couldn't think more about it
“Alright, so what’s your name?”, asked Steffon
“Crestan Naharis, pirate”
“A pirate?/you are a pirate?”, they asked at the same time, Steffon kind of disgusted, but Aemma excited
“And you are?”, asked Crestan all defiantly
“Steffon Mangold, former white cloak”, he muttered
“So a knight, fallen in disgrace?”, he mocked
“Stop it!”, she begged
“I chose my side”, he said firmly, “Sadly it wasn’t the one that holds this castle”, he said firmly
“Enough! you are not going to start fighting, we are all on this together!”, she whispered, and both men looked at each other, and nodded
“What do we do next?”, Crestan asked
“We get to the dragonpit”, said Aemma, gesticulating catching both of their attentions, “I get to my dragon, we burn some bitches up!”, said Aemma
“We are not burning any bitches”, said Steffon
“Why not?”, asked Crestan.
“Because…”, he stopped talking as they heard something, or someone. They all stopped talking and walked slowly backwards until they were hidden in the darkness
It was two men, one big and bulky, dark haired with a mustache, and the other smaller and thinner, mainly bald but with sickened strands of hair. The three of them stood so still, they didn’t see them, as they walked by
“Are you certain this is the way, Cheese?”
“That way”, he pointed, “pay attention you fuck”, he drawled, and they disappeared trough the dark hallways
When they were certain they left they found each other
“Who the fuck were those?”, asked Steffon
“Yes, about those bad men I told you about, Aemma…”, he whispered.
Helaena had fallen asleep in her children’s rooms, as she was until late hours of the night reading to her babies.
And she was roughly awoken.
Blood snatched Jaehaerys from his bed, as Cheese snatched Maelor
“No!”, she screamed, trying to stop them, but Blood pushed her, making her trip and fall against the bed
“Shut up you cunt!”, laughed cheese
“Who are you?”, she cried, “what do you want?”
“A nephew for a niece”, said Cheese, “the one-eyed took the princess, we will take his nephew instead”, Helaena shrieked in terror, grabbing Jahaera who was crying and held her tightly
“They didn’t do anything!” she begged
“Now, which one of your children would you like to die?”, asked cheeses. Helaena looked at both men, the blood already in their blades suggest they killed the guard who should have been posted at the door, there was no one to save her…
“Take me instead”, she said
“It has to be one of the boys”, he continued, those wretched looking men, “c’mon mommy, which is it?”, The boys started crying, calling for her
“I can’t!”, she cried, I can’t choose, please”
“You rather choose one, or we are taking them all, Blood here will especially take her…”, Cheeses couldn’t finish his sentence, as he saw in horror how Blood was being impaled from behind by a blade across his chest. He tried to speak, or scream, but only a river of blood came out of his mouth
He didn’t got to react as an arm caught him by the neck, immobilizing him
“Drop the kid, you sick fuck”, Crestan bitted out in his ear, and he did. Jaehaerys had ran towards his mother, and Maelor got released too
“Helaena, close their eyes!”, warned Aemma from behind, as Crestan sliced Cheese’s neck, and then stabbed him in the heart to prevent him from squirming and scaring the children.
Blood fell to the ground as a hard bag of rocks, bleeding all around
“I take no pleasure in killing a man on his back”, muttered Steffon, “he certainly deserved a slowed and more painful death”, he whispered
“Don’t sweat it, I won’t tell anyone”, mocked Crestan
“Steffon”, Helaena called, and she ran towards Steffon and hugged him tightly, Steffon hug her back, “Aemma!”, she called, reaching for the girl who was behind her two saviors
The girls hugged tightly, as Steffon tended to the children, making sure they didn’t see, Crestan covered the two wretched men with a tapestry from the floor so the kids won’t look at them.
“I’m so glad you were here”, Helaena cried
“Yes, me too, but we have to go”, muttered Crestan, but the girls wouldn’t part
“Yes princess, probably a full set of guards are coming this way!”, said Steffon, cleaning the sword that belonged to the white cloaked killed in the hallway, it was the only weapon he could muster.
“You have to take me with you!”, Helaena begged
“We can’t steal a Queen!”, Crestan said
“I’m not leaving without her”, said Aemma, grabbing her hand tightly
“I know all of their battle plans”, she said firmly, and the three of them looked at her, “I will tell you everything I know if you take me to the dragonpit”
“Let’s go then!” said Steffon, grabbing Jaehaerys, Helaena nodded grabbing the children warmest clothes, and Crestan grabbed little Maelor who cling to his neck, and little Jahaera also hold onto him
“Let’s go!”
Not the maesters, Mushroom, or I have a clue how they managed to get away with every mess they needed to pull through that night, but with the old gods and the new, they managed to get back to the secret passageways, dress the children, because Helaena already knew where they were going, the only place that made sense really, and then they abandoned the Keep, for the streets of king’s landing
Gold cloaks saw them pass by, but as they saw Aemma their commander’s daughter, they didn’t even tried to stop them, instead they guarded them towards the pit
The Queen Helaena, Princess Aemma, princes Jaehaerys, Maelors and Jahaera, the former white cloak Steffon Mangold, and the Essosi pirate Crestan Naharis, ran through the streets of King’s landing, that were only minutes away from awakening to a brand new and sunny day
I must be mad if I’m entering willingly the most dangerous building in the world”, whined Crestan, as they ran up the long stairs leading to the Dragonpit, “I will protect you, sweet Queen”, said Crestan with a nod looking at Helaena, that only nodded with a shy smile.
“This isn’t so bad”, Crestan muttered, looking at the huge building
“The dragons are down there”, said Aemma, pointing at a ramp leading down
“Oh well, I’ll wait for you here then”, he said with an apologizing look. Aemma looked at Helaena and she looked back at her
Helaena said a few kind words to her children, and then they went down the ramp.
“Scared, pirate?”, asked Steffon, releasing prince Jaehaerys, dropping him to the floor, the boy stayed put and looked up at the men with a shy smile, his sibling still clinged onto the colrful clothes of the pirate as he had released himself from all the disguises he wore during those long days.
“You would find, Knight, that I don’t scare so easily, furthermore, I… HOLY SHIT!”, he screamed, as he saw Dreamfyre climbing up the ramp. The children giggled, but they asked to be released from his embrace which he did, the children ran towards their mother, and her huge she-dragon. And behind her, emerged the King of dragons, Vermithor, crawling deadly and silently alongside Aemma
“Of course the sweetest princesses have the most badasses dragons”, he said, looking at both beasts, he had seen caraxes and he was not impressed, not like now, Vemrithor was fucking huge, he wonder how he entered the pit.
“Alright, so what is the plan?”, asked Steffon
“Helaena told me, plus what I already know… I’ll have go west”, Aemma said, “if the Lannisters reach Highgarden, we are fucked, I need to get the treasury back, and I need to defend Highgarden and win their allegiance, with that ally, we can secure the South
“I really think you should go and see your family”, said Crestan
“There is no time”, she said
“What are you going to do?”, Steffon asked Helaena
“I’ll go to Harrenhal instead”, she said firmly
“You can’t go there”, Crestan said, “that is probably the most dangerous place to be right now, everyone is meeting there”
“That is exactly why I should go”, she said, “black and green will make red”, she muttered
“What?”, whispered Aemma
“I will go there”, she said, “there is someone waiting for me”, she said, smiling reassuringly, “Trust me, you should go East, and I will go to Harrenhal, I will tell your family that you are safe”, Aemma nodded
Aemma believed, with all her heart, even if she wanted to see her family, her heart made of fire told her she needed to go to Highgarden, to stop the Lannister’s plans.
“I will go with you”, muttered Steffon, and Aemma nodded
“I will take you”, Helaena said to Crestan, who still had the two children curled up against him.
“Wait, wait, on that dragon?”, he asked, looking suspiciously at that blue giant beast
“Yes”, she said simply, she grabbed her children and help them climb onto Dreamfyre, she had a huge basket looking second saddle to carry her children with her when she went on her long flies
So the Dragon keepers opened the huge doors, and through them, on the Bronze Fury, flew Aemma, Steffon grabbing onto her and both securely strapped to the saddle, and then Dreamfyre flew behind them. Crestan grabbing onto Helaena so hard she could barely breathe
“Oh fuck what did I got intooooo”, he screamed, when when he made sure he was well strapped tot he saddle and he wasn’t going to fell off, he released Helaena, pushing his hands on the air, “wooohooooo”
24 hours later
Alicent was praying, luckily or not, she didn't come to see her daughter in the morning, and Otto was first informed of the servants and guards who found two men killed in the princes’ chambers, but no signs of Helaena and the children, and Aemma was also gone.
“This is our chance, M’lord”, muttered Larys, who has also been called by the Hand, looking at the two men killed. Otto looked at him
“What?”
“Princess Aemma is also missing, this could be our chance, to finally turn Aemond to the Greens, his heart, his love, is gone, we shall rip him from his chest completely, make him believe they are forever lost, and blame them for it… he will not hesitate in destroying them”
Otto only smiled
Now
Aegon was missing
How the fuck did you loose a man that could barely walk? that was beyond all of them knowing.. the thing is… that he couldn’t handle the loss of his heirs, so he disappeared with no trace, a murder was discarted, as well as a kidnapping, no, he had left on his own accord, since he himself has dismissed his Royal guards.
And the thing is that everybody was so shocked about Helaena and the children, that nobody seemed to notice or care that he was gone, sad, but true.
“Aemond, you need to prepare for the inevitable”, Queen Alicent said, grabbing his arm. She found him in the throne room, looking up at the Iron Throne, as one time long ago the princess had found him, and together they discussed how a good king should be.
“The Gods might have put your brother in the earth first, but now, without him, it’s you”, she said gently, “It’s you who will take power”
“Aegon is missing, Helaena and her children are dead, Aemma too, and you want me to worry about who will sit the Iron Throne?”, he asked bitterly
“It's the will of the Gods”, she said, grabbing his arm, “you were always the better brother, that scholar, that studied and trained and rides the mightiest beast in all of Westeros”, she said, “The gods set a bloody path, but in the end, you will sit the Iron Throne”,
“What good is the throne if you don’t have anyone that stands by your side?”, he whispered, his heart was broken in a million pieces because of a lie
“Aemond”
“What good is it to be King, if you don’t have a Queen?”
“You will have a Queen”, she said, grabbing his arm, but just like Helaena used to do, Aemond shaked her away, for the very first time
“She was my Queen”, he said firmly
“Lord Borros has renewed his interest to make an alliance, I’m sure any of his daughters would be…”
“They aren’t her”, he said, “Every great King had a great Queen by their side. Aegon had Visenya and Rhaenys and he was the greatest King that ever lived… Maegor didn’t have a great Queen and looked at what happened…. Jaehaerys had The Good Queen Alysanne, and together they ruled over 60 years of peace and prosperity… And my father….”, Alicent looked at him unblinking, with a terrified look on her face. He sighed and said nothing
“You want two wives?”
“No!”, he growled, frustrated.
“You want Aemma, now you can’t have her, so avenge her”, Otto said, arriving, of course he was eavesdropping. Aemond looked at him, “take Harrenhal, ride to battle, win this war”
And he only nodded
More notes: DID I GET YOU? did you for a sec think that they died?? SORRY, I love the dramatics…
Long notes... I actually cried writing that scene, I spared them, but the true story is so so horrible, sweet Helaena... turns my legs to jelly
No but Otto is a horrible person, mother f*cker I’m going to enjoy giving him what he deserves! (my scape goat or in this case, the goat they like to feed the dragons with), And Larys??? I imagine he is the Westeros’ Loki (like the mythological one)
Anyways… YES i’m a firm believer not everybody knows of the secret passageways… Rhaenyra didn’t know until Daemon showed her, and in this he also showed Reader… she was going to teach Crestan, but she never managed to… ANYHOW
Poor Helaena, nobody pays attentions to her visions so now she has to act on them herself haha
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