#the queen of his heart

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CHAPTER TWO (TQOHH)

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.

Word count: 6199

The Queen of His Heart Series

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Italics – High Valerian

Word traveled to the capital of Laena passing. Daemon and his two daughters: Lady Rhaena and Lady Baela were now at Driftmark where the House Velaryon mourn for their daughter.

Eudora was not in Kingslanding when the news was sent, nor did she know that the Targaryens were heading to Driftmark for the burial ceremony. Instead, a raven was sent to her to the North where she spent for the past week bonding with her cousin and uncle.

When Eudora read the parchment letter, she grieved for her cousin and her daughters. Laena was nothing, but a wonderful person to Eudora when she moved to Driftmark with her father. The two were close and enjoyed each others company.

Laena who inherited  her fathers bold, adventurous spirit would take Eudora out flying with Vhagar. Eudora remembered that after her fathers death, Laena came up to her asking her permission to claim Vhagar as her dragon.

Laena knew how much the dragon meant to the young princess since Maegor will always take her to ride Vhagar. So much memories that persist with love and sadness. Laena didn't want to disrespect Eudora, and would've accepted if she denied her approval. But Eudora said that she should, and reminded her that a bond between a rider and a dragon is something she cannot deny. Hence, there was no reason for her to ask, nevertheless she was grateful of Laena as it showed how much she respected her fathers name that has now been tattooed on Vhagar wings.

It's unfortunate to accept that she will no longer create more memories with the Velaryon woman, but what it was worth, her memories with her are now engraved in her heart.

Eudora went to the dining hall where there awaited her cousin, Cregan Stark alongside his wife Arrya Norrey and her uncle, Lord Rickon Stark. When the guard announced the Princess presence did the two Stark men lifted their attention with a smile. But that quickly turn to a frown when they saw the distraught on her face, and the dry tears that stain her cheeks.

Cregan went up to his young cousin and held both of her arms with his own. "Lady Laena Velaryon-Targaryen passed away during child birth, she as the rest of my family are now at Driftmark preparing her burial," she hiccuped.

"Dear gods," Arrya muttered placing a hand to her chest.

"May she rest in heaven, my niece. Childbirth could sometimes be a star-crossed way of ones way to death. Were they able to retrieve the child?" He questioned, but his frown deepen when she shook her head.

"It was said that the babe was turn the other way around, that the only way was to open her but the chances for either surviving was very slim. It was said that she order Vhagar to end her pain, and she did." Now Vhagar is left with no rider as she too grieves for another loss.

"I must leave now that the sun is still at its peak. It will take me a day to get Driftmark, probably less or so with how big Jyrot is." She detach herself from Cregan as she walked up to her uncle. When she came close Rickon couldn't help, but have a blue smile as he esteem his niece facial structure that had him be reminded of his dear sister. She had her mothers eye shape and nose, but above all her personality.

He was hoping for her to stay another week so he can bond with her, oh how he regret not getting to know her sooner. The interaction he witness between his son and her was a wonderful sight. They connected so well, and her kindness towards his newly wife reminded him of how Kalea treated his former wife who unfortunately passed away.

"Uncle, with your permission may I take my leave. I give you my word that you will see me again as I really did enjoy your company. The House of Stark brought nothing but welcomeness and acceptance since my stay here, and I would really like to come back again when the time is right."

Rickon's gruff chuckled made Eudora smile. "Of course my niece, you are always welcome here. Just send a raven and your room will be ready for you when you arrive. Winterfell is your home now." Embracing her uncle in a quick hug of goodbye, she greeted Arrya and her cousin goodbye as well.

Cregan offered to accompany her to watch her depart with her dragon. When the winter cold hit their skin, did their noses immediately began to blush. Not from the gates did the two see Jyrot who was waiting for his rider, he was ready to takeoff and fly to their destination. Cregan found amazement how connected the dragon was with his cousin, that he questions whether if he hear her thoughts.

"Close your mouth, you don't want any flies to enter causing you to choke," Eudora voice brought him back from studying the serpentine creature.  He watched her putting on her gloves on and moved to tightening her leather coat; she made sure double checking she had everything in her satchel as well the gift she wanted to give to Aemond that she bought at the market.

"Will you be alright? It looks like a storm will be coming direct where you're flying." Cregan said with concern as he looked up at the sky that began to overcloud the sun.

"Yes cousin, I assure you I will be perfectly fine. As you should already know, Jyrot is built for flying storm – even snow storms," she reminded him. "He is the only dragon in the house of dragon to breath ice, after all his scales will protect him and I from the harsh cold."

The Stark boy find that to be astounding. When he was first introduced to the dragon, he was frighten to go near it. But with the help and patience of his cousin who reassured him no harm will come to him, he felt the scales of the knightly beast. Scales that were so warm he felt he would burn himself if he kept his hand laying there for too long. He did not expect for the dragon to breath ice, base off the warmth he permits he expected fire.

"Give my condolences to your family, and don't forget father words: you are always welcome here. This is your mothers home making it yours as well. Her footsteps walk within the memory of this castle, I would say it will do you good to follow them so you can connect with her more." Eudora smiled and agreed with nodding.

Once she gave her final hug to her dear cousin, she went close to Jyrot who held out his wing for her to mount. Once he saw her close to her saddle, did she lift herself from his wing and she sat down buckling herself up for the long flight. With a final wave to Cregan, the young lord reply the gesture at the same time,  took an immense steps back.

The flap of the giants wing gushed hard wind to the Lord making him almost trip backwards, but held himself together. Now further up in the sky, Cregan watch the princess soar as her figure grew smaller the further she flew.

After the burial ceremony that taken place at the High Tides,  the tension that was present continued to follow during the post-ceremony reception.

Rhaenyra made her way out to Jacaerys who stood by the stone balcony that viewed the ocean tides. He watches the movement of the ocean clasing against the wall making the the collision spray on his face. The child stared off into space where the one thing he thought of was that he and his brothers should be mourning for his blood father, Ser Harwin Strong. Rhaenyra comforted her eldest son by caressing his cheek, though it did little to settle his nerves.

Rhaenyra looked over her shoulders to see the daughters of Laena holding each other, their eyes downcast to their hands as they were still accepting their mother is long gone. "your little cousins have lost their mother, they could use a kind word," Rhaenyra advised pushing her son to start an relationship with his cousins, but the boy didn't budge.

"I have an equal claim to sympathy–" Rhaenyra sighed at her son knowing what he implied. The mother place both hands on his shoulder, about to talk sense into him, but the Velaryon boy beat her to it. "We should be at Harrenhal, mourning Lord Lyonel and Ser Harwin." It was like the boy did not know the proper way to whisper making Rhaenyra snap her head around in case anyone heard.

She crouch to Jacaerys height where the two noses almost touched, and she spoke with a low whisper "It would not be appropriate. The Velaryons are our kin and the Strongs are not, do you understand." Rhaenyra brought Jace attention back to her where he gazes at his mother's violet eyes, while she gaze at his brown ones. The boy knew he was different, he knew his blood was tainted and was a bastard, but Rhaenyra always reminded him that he was not. There was no room of arguing with his mother base off her harden eyes that told him that the discussion had come to an end.

"I wish Eudora was here," the boy mumbled as he look down at his feet. "She would know what to say."

Rhaenyra shut her eyes as she too wished her daughter to be by her side. "Salt courses through the Velaryon blood. Ours run thick. Ours run true. And ours must never thin." Vaemond directive speech kept echoing in Rhaenyra's mind,  making it hard for her to be composed. She knew the meaning behind his words, which had her push her sons further into her trying to hide them from the eyes of her family who couldn't help, but glance their way making her dread Vaemond's claim.

With Eudora by her side, she knew her daughter would've been holding her hand giving her words of reassurance, as well putting Vaemond on the spot by counterclaiming his intention under a time of mourning.

"I have sent a raven to the north two days ago. I'm sure she has read my letter and is on Jyrot as we speak. Knowing Eudora, she would not miss to see Laena for the final time knowing how close they used to be." Rhaenyra said. "If she was here, I'm pretty sure she would agree with me that it would be best for you to mourn Harwin Strong in secret, and to give your condolences to you cousin." Eudora wouldn't agree on that, in fact she would've told Jacaerys to mourn for his father even if it was in front of the guest. They wouldn't pin who he was crying for anyways.

Alicent who stood across from where she was with Ser Criston Cole, watch the mother and son with interest. The Queen twiddle with her finger as she huff a small smirk. Rhaenyra eyes found Alicent, and the heir princess straighten herself not allowing Alicent ego to be satisfy at seeing her at her lowest point.  

Jacaerys wasn't the only person who wished for Eudora presence at this moment, as so did Aemond who stood next to his brother. The two looking over at their sister who was crouching down, as they watch her play with a new eight leg friend who was listening to her fortune of madness. Aemond listen to his brother disinterest of marrying Halaena, practically having a tone of disgust.

"She's our sister," Aemond simply stated, as if foreshadowing that regardless of Aegon's distaste he must care for her. But Aegon who never had the privilege of love nor knowing how to give love, looked at Aemond as if he was mad.

"You marry her then," Aegon said.

"I would perform my duty if only mother had betrothed us, but she didn't." Except she did, but Aemond wouldn't tell that to Aegon knowing it will worsen the situation. In fact, she gave me the option whether if I would want to marry Halaena, or if I would rather choose my own person to hand, Aemond thought. Obviously he denied his mother idea of marrying Halaena, he instead chose the second option where he rather have free will of choosing who he wanted to bethrothed. He wished to say that his brother just to have the conniving pleasure of watching his quick reaction, but like usual he kept his thoughts to himself. "you know if Eudora heard the distaste that's tainted on your tongue regarding our sister, she would've talk some sense into you."

"Oh my beloved cousin would I be delighted if she was around" Aegon hummed. "Unfortunately, she's all the way up at that hazardous place of the North. Don't know why it even occur in that brains of her to even go, its fucking freezing. It would've been best if she found a place that was warmer, like my bed." Aemond huffed a growl at Aegon who couldn't help, but laugh at his little brother reaction. "Oh, you so are strong" said the eldest and he pushed Aemond chest making the boy stagger a bit, but kept his ground.

"You better watch your tongue brother," Aemond gritted.

"Or what? Gonna feed me to your flying pig" Aegon jutted causing the second son to ball his fist. Ser Criston Cole whose hawk eyes scanned the room came across the tension between the two brothers. The Queens knight coughed catching her attention. He gestured with his eyes to look behind her, and with furrow eyebrows that pinched together she turned to see Aemond who was about to cause a scene. With widen alarm eyes, the Queen picked up the skirt of her dress speeding her way to her sons with Criston Cole in tow.

Alicent pulled Aemond to her side, and Criston took Aegon to his. Aegon pushed the royal knights arms off of him, giving him a scowl in exchange as if he had the right to touch him. Alicent looked around her to make sure no eyes were casted upon them, and began to pulled the boys to the corner. When she removed her tighten hold from their arms, she pushed them by the chest causing them to hit their their backs against the wall. Both of the Targaryen princes hissed at the pain. "This is no time to have your fist up at a time like this." She snapped. "Where are your manners?"

"I was just defending Eudora's honor" Aemond reasoned to his mother. "Aegon was saying repugnant stuff about what he would do–"

"That is not true," Aegon cut through trying to convince his mother just to save himself from another slap to the face. "I was simply implying the love I have for my dearest cousin, you my dear brother are just overly protective and should be kept on a leash since you're so loyal to your owner." Aemond once again was pulled away from grabbing his brother hair by Ser Cole.

"Enough for sevens sake" Alicent frustratedly sighed. The queen pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to ease herself from a gaining a headache. "Aegon for once in your damn life, shut your mouth before I do it for you. As for you Aemond, don't let your brothers words get to you. Matter of fact, the two of shouldn't been going at each others throat! You are brothers, the only sons of King Viserys Targaryen. You mustn't let those words to be true of the two you hating the other, we can't let our family be probed of this" she stated making the two boys look at their feet, nodding at their mother.

"Yes mother." The two brothers said in unison.

Aemond depart from the circle, and made his way out of the shadow. He looked over to see Jacaerys with his cousins, and contemplated whether if he should go up to them. Eventually, he thought of Eudora. He heard her soft voice echoing in his mind telling him to try to pay his respect to the girls that lost their mother, and so the second son thought to at least try to be nice; but as the boy went up to them their attention to him and immediately froze. Aemond halted from furthering, instead gave them a small smile, but in return the three just gave him a misanthropy look making the smile wipe off from the boy.

As Aemond turned and walked away to find another corner where he can just dread his existence, all he was thinking at that moment was how he wished Eudora was there with him. Maybe with her by his side, his nephew and cousins wouldn't give him those looks. He longed for her words of comfort to soothe the anxiety that began to peak from within him. As he sat down, he looked up in the sky waiting to see Jyrot giant wings peaking from the clouds. He play with his fingers, telling himself to be patience with her arrival. He knew she was on her way from the North, since he knew Rhaenyra sent a raven to her.

Eudora was right of her estimate of how long it will take her to get to Driftmark. It took her twenty nine hours by dragon, and by the time she arrived it was dark. She could see from where she was that the lights of the castle were still lit, making it known that everyone was still awake but that also meant she missed the funeral.

Eudora had Jyrot land wherever he pleased, she didn't mind the long walk. Jyrot found a good resting spot that fitted well for his grand self; with a loud thump Vhagar who was a mile away looked up to see  the big beast with his rider in tow. The she dragon growl when she recognize the small princess, but didn't dare go near till she was close to her. Jyrot didn't like when other dragons were at close proximity from his rider. His warning growl has them remember their place.

When Eudora mounted off Jyrot, she rested her head against his snout making the beast let out a soft growl. She began to say a few words of comfort, making the dragon relax when he felt her hands caressing his rough scales. Dragon keepers who witness this are always caught in their own surprise when they see the interaction the princess gives to the giant beast. It never cross their minds that a Dragon that grand and who has such an intimidating aura would ever grow soft to a small person. It's hard to believe that Jyrot loves the attention his rider gives him, and with good behavior he knew he will receive many more of her. It's rarity to witness a bond between the two that they cannot be compared by any other rider and their dragon. The two were like two souls that shared the same mind.  

When Eudora told Jyrot goodnight, she made her way to the direction of the castle but decided to make a short stop to Vhagar who lifted her head as she watch the youngen approach her. At an appropriate distance, Eudora raise her hand out to the dragon who knelt down to press her snout against her hand. Breathing out with relief, Eudora got close to the dragon who began to rumble when she felt the familiar touch of the Targaryen girl. "You have gotten older my dear girl," She said in High Valerian. "Nevertheless, you are still beautiful." She giggled when she felt her smoke hit her frame. "I give you my condolence for losing another rider, but I see you do not mourn for her" she said confused.

She looked at the relax dragon who rested its head on the sand again. Usually a dragon mourns for the death of their rider, she witness that when Vhagar felt the broken tie with Maegor and the Queen of Dragons was in a depression state for so long till Laena came along. Till Laena came along, Eudora thought with realization. "Unless someone has claimed you which is why you... why is why you no long mourn," she whispered. As if the dragon understood the common tongue, made a grumbling noise as if telling her she right was on her theory.

Once she left Vhagar, she couldn't quiet the voices in her head that were trying to figure out the claim of Vhagar. The only person she can think of is Baela, but at this day of mourning she knew the girl wouldn't go such superb measures. She may know little of Baela and her twin sister, but one thing she did know was that their mother was they're everything. Taking Vhagar as her own would take time for her to accept and to finally click that her mother was truly gone, and was now with the Gods.

As Eudora enter inside the castle, she was immediately hit with loud commotion from where seem to be at the Hall of Nine.  Her heart began to race when the multiple voices began to be more clearer. It was mixture between Lucerys, Jacaerys, the twins, and Alicent's voice that were pouncing upon each other so their words could be heard.

Eudora glance at the frighten servants who looked at her way, making Eudora to let out a shaky breath. The princess hated whenever the family fought each other, and it was already worse enough how clear of the division between the two families where they ignore each others existence.

When she entered the room, she couldn't help but gasped causing everyone to quiet and snap their heads to see the girls aghast expression. There in front of her she saw Lucerys bleeding from his nose. She saw the little one hiding behind his mothers body making her instantly grow  sad to see how frighten he was at that moment. But what she saw next had her body almost give up on her, until she quickly caught herself by the door frame. There she saw Aemond who eye was stitched up close. "E-Eudora..." She didn't know that it was Aemond that called for her, as she was still in a shock state. This was not something she expected by her arrival back from the North.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Corlys boom voicing that echo the room made Eudora snapped herself out. She look to see Corlys and Rhaenys walking down the steps making their way to their granddaughters. The doors behind her opened making her jump until she relaxed to see it was just her uncle Daemon who placed his hands on her shoulders to soothe out the tension.

Eudora look to see her King-uncle head dropping showcasing his tiredness with the children yelling making her pity him of the burden. "Enough" the King sighed, but as he kept repeating himself and no one hearing him did the King began to yelled out with frustration, "Silence!" With that everyone was silent as they looked at their King.

As everyone let the King put himself together before he said anything, Eudora eyes traveled back to Aemond who never took his eyes off of her. She watch his mouth moving, come please. The young prince thought he was being discrete, but he forgot the rogue prince that was behind her who was watching him with scrutinizing eyes. He lowered his eyes to see his niece about to move where her feet pointed to Aemond, and before she had the chance to move he pushed them both to where Rhaenyra was.

Aemond watched with a glaring eye, Daemon felt the prince's eyes following him and he didn't hesitate to make eye contact with the one-eye giving him a small smirk. Aemond huffed a low growl conveying his distaste towards him.

Aemond watched Rhaenyra relief at the sight of her goddaughter, pulling her into a desperate hug. She press multiple kisses on her cheek, whispering against them "I'm so glad you're back safe my sweetling, your presence was needed."

"Mother what's going on," the girl spoke with a croak tone.

Rhaenyra was about to speak, but Alicent beat her to it "My son has been maimed, her son is responsible." Eudora eyes eyes at the veracious matter and looked down at her nephew that she saw as a little brother. The Velaryon boy felt his big sister gaze and couldn't bare looking her way knowing she was disappointed. It never crossed her mind for the seven year old to be so violent, it was truly something unexpected, but then again she doesn't know what happened that resulted this to happened.

"Aemond, I will have the truth of what happened, now" Viserys spoke making his way limply to his son. Alicent looked at her King husband with judgement in her eyes, she was growing mad that he chose to ignore her words as if they were silent whispers. Aemond wasn't able to speak due to Rhaenyra beating him to it  making him roll his eye at being shut down once again.

"It was an accident," Rhaenyra defended against Alicent claim.

"An accident? The Prince Lucerys brought a blade to the ambush. He meant to kill my son," she strongly affirmed.

"It was my sons who were attacked and forced to protect themselves. Vile insults were levied against them," She spat making Viserys looked at his daughter with questioning look to his eyes. He asked her of what insults, and Rhaenyra felt hesitant to even speak the reason. Eudora felt her mothers anxiety peaking off her, and so she held her hand giving it a small squeeze to reassure her she was not alone. Rhaenyra looked down at her daughter with a grateful small smile, and went to look back up to watch all eyes on her. "The legitimacy of my son's birth was put to question," she stated.

"What?"

"He called us bastards," Jacaerys reinstated once again having Visery close his eyes.

Eudora gulped her saliva when she had a feeling that things were going to unravel very ugly. On the other hand, Alicent couldn't believe what she was hearing from the bastard as if that was any of a good reason to steal her sons eye away. "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," Rhaenyra said to her father making Aemond turn himself around to look at his half sister who gave him a teary glare, in return he did the same.

Aemond drifted off to Eudora who tears was beginning to built up. His gaze soften at the sight, he knew that she hated all of this and he was upset that he was partially the cause of it, nevertheless it was his right for what he'd done. She would understand once he has the chance to speak to her.

"You tell me boy, where did you hear this lie," Alicent couldn't help herself but to laugh in disbelief what she was hearing from the King. The anger inside her began to boil and the Queen was trying hard not to snap, but she felt it – she felt herself about to be gone. "Aemond! I asked you a question, your King demands it." His King-father snapped at him when he heard the boy not saying anything. The one-eye prince gave him nothing, but a cold glare at his father.

"The insult was training yard bluster. There are lot boys that always question the legitimacy of my nephews, uncle." Eudora spoke having her shoulder to be squeezed by Rhaenyra who was telling her to not speak, but the girl did not listen. "I would know because I will watch them train. They don't know how to whisper, I'm guessing." In her defense, she wasn't entirely lying.  Eudora watched Aemond let out a small smile, it made him gladden that she came to his defense and it proved how much she cared for him because she knew that in truth it was his mother who told him that her nephews were bastards.

Alicent looked at the girl with a thankful look, "thank you, daughter."

"Don't you dare–" Rhaenyra said with gritted teeth. Alicent said nothing but glare at her former friend who eyes were cold.

Alicent hopped with Eudora's claim that was to make the King to not longer question his son, but it was not enough to convince him. "Aemond, I will not repeat myself again," Viserys said with impatience. Viserys saw Aemond eye line directing to his mother, making him follow his sight making Alicent nervous from the inside, but from the outside she held herself together not showing any sort of death or weakness.

"It was Aegon," he said.

"Me?" The eldest looked at his brother with disbelief. Aegon didn't have time to process what was said by his brother till he felt his father hitting his shoulder making him wince. At that point, the prince was in immense pain as he was still recovering from the hard slap from his mother.

"Where did you hear such calumnies, huh?" His father said. "Aegon, tell me the truth of it!" he yelled making the loveless child flinch at his father aggressive tone.

Hesitantly, he looked at his father and back to his brother who didn't spare him a glance. "We know father. Everyone knows" he emphasized. He turn to the two bastards who hidden behind their mother and Eudora. Lucerys felt the eyes of those in the room, making him stuff his face on Eudora's stomach making her hold him. She didn't care if his blood stain her dress. "Look at them, it's obvious," he whispered at the end.

"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. The old King tiredly sighed, trying to ground himself to keep himself sane. "Now, make your apologies and show good will to one another" he  said disclosing the situation. "Your father, your grandsire, your king demands it!" he finalized.

Eudora saw the betrayal in Alicent's eyes, and couldn't help but pity for the Young Queen. She watch as the Queen eyes follow the limp King who didn't dare to look at the heartbreaking look of his wife. Alicent looked down at her feet, and with a heavy breath she ordered Ser Criston Cole "Criston Cole, I demand you to take the eye of Lucerys Velaryon as a token from taking my sons!"

"Eudora!" the small boy sobbed as he hid behind her clutching her dress. Rhaenyra instinctively put her children behind her, protecting from harm. Daemon followed suite as he place himself in front of Eudora who was holding onto a shaking Lucerys.

"Alicent–" Viserys words were cut off by his wife who gave him a hand to silent.

"He is your son Viserys. Your blood. He has been permanently damaged, "Good will" cannot make him whole. There is a debt to be paid and if you won't do nothing about it then I will. Ser Criston Cole," she demanded and the knight straighten his stance, pulling out his sword making Rhaenyra to stop him from moving any further.

Daemon pulled out his own sword, showcasing the Dark Sister. The royal knight and the rogue prince didn't break eye contact, awaiting for one to make a move.  

"Alicent do not allow your your temper to cloud your judgement" Viserys said softly, trying to soothe his wife by getting closer to her. "This discussion is finished Alicent, do you understand."  Alicent lips trembled as she looked at her king-husband with disgrace. The way he stared at her was not like a husband staring at his wife, with love or respect. No, instead he saw her as little girl who was being taught to understand her elder. Alicent execrated that.  

When she did not say a word, that had him confirm that she understood and was put into her place. "Let this be known," Viserys began once more as he ascended himself back to the throne. "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.

"Thank you father," hearing the princess getting her way once again made Alicent snapped. With a quick swift movement, the mad Queen taken Viserys blade behind his back. Viserys with slow instinct was not able to catch his wife as she marched her way to Lucerys and Eudora's direction. The mad queen was blinded with rage and when Eudora heard her uncle demands for Alicent to not harm his grandson, did she turn around to see her crazy eyes causing her to step away in fear.

Daemon brought Eudora back behind him again, Lucerys went to his brother who was frighten what was to happen. Rhaenyra caught Alicent hand preventing her from getting herself from her son. Eudora began crying behind Daemon who tried comforting his niece the best he could, but not once did his eyes leave Rhaenyra figure who was talking down to Alicent.

Right when Rhaenyra was proving to Alicent her breakage, did the two and everyone else began to hear a roar of a familiar dragon. In seconds, the ceiling of the Nine Hall was ripped off making everyone scream with terror. Alicent unknowingly cut Rhaenyra causing her to hiss in pain. Rhaenyra watched Alicent running to her children who looked up at the grand dragon with fear in their eyes. Rhaenyra ran to own who immediately dived into her arms. She and her sons went to Daemon side where he shakes Eudora from her panicking state

"Eudora command Jyrot to calm!" It was like there was a wall separating her from her uncle since all she heard was muffles. Her eyes were distant as she couldn't rip them away from the immense amount of blood that lay painted on the ground. Everything that unravel turned to fast for the princess, that everything was growing hazy and Aemond who was hidden behind his mother could see that from where he stood.

As he was about to make his way to comfort her, Alicent pulled him back harshly making him groan in pain that came from his injuries. "Mother I must go to Eudora–"

"You will not! Not when that thing is atop ready to fire us to our death" she snapped.

Everyone watched Jyrot entering of only his giant head. They watch him as they knew his searching eyes were looking for his rider. When he finally met her figure that was wrapped in the arms of her uncle, the dragon growl at the rogue prince warning him to untie himself from her. Without hesitation Daemon stepped away from his niece as he watched the dragons pale eyes watch his every move. When Jyrot saw he was at an appropriate distance, he growl once more in warning to everyone who didn't dare to move the slightest.

They watch the giant beast lift his rider by the hood of her leather flying uniform with his mouth. Placing her softly on top his wing, he raised his wing diagonally where she slid and mounted on the saddle. Still at her panicking state, the princess laid her head against his scales.  

"Eudora!" Rhaenyra cried trying to reach for her, but Daemon stopped her.

"Don't provoke Jyrot or else he will not hesitate to perish you with his frostbite flames" he warned. "Let him take care of her. He felt her so let him take care of his rider, he'll protect her."

Aemond who was hiding behind his mother, watched as the dragon flew off with his Eudora. He heard the roar coming from the Dragon, and he knew that the roar was representing of what Eudora was feeling. The knightly dragon that flew further away from the castle began to blend with the night sky, making it now impossible to see them.

"We must follow Jyrot to retrieve back Eudora," Rhaenyra cried out. "Who knows how far he will take her, father–" she looked at her tired father who had not even a glimpse of worry.

"Let the dragon fly where he knows its safe. Knowing Jyrot, he will not hesitate to harm anyone that comes to his rider. Eudora is safe hands by her dragon, her true protector" The King reassured.  

Her protector, Aemond thought. I should've been the one protecting her from all of this, from them.

As everyone began to clear out from the room, the boy stayed where he stood as his eye never left the night sky hoping (once again) to see Jyrot wings peak through from the clouds so he can retrieve Eudora in his arms where he will make sure its a place that felt safe.

Next: CHAPTER THREE

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[meltedmush]

I’m stuck in the 2ha and SVSSS hellhole,,, 😭

[sysig]

“It could be that the loss of her children drove the Queen deeper into her darker desires...but, I don’t believe she was fighting against them that hard before that particular tragedy. No monster does.” (Patreon)

Bonus:

Hmm, wonder what he could cover those holes with :3c

[huidol]

happy valentines 👍 day

[thedukeofhastingssexyrobe]

[ Charlotte + Caressing/Touching George's Face]

QUEEN CHARLOTTE: A BRIDGERTON STORY 2023

Do you love me? I… I cannot. Is it because you do not believe that I could love you? I do. I love you, George. I love you so much that I will do as you wish. If you do not love me, say you do not love me, and I will go. I will go back to Buckingham House. And we can live our separate lives, and I will have this baby alone, and I will make do and fill my days and survive. All on my own. I will do that. But first, you have to say that you do not love me. You have to tell me that I am utterly alone in this world.

[zvmz]

Making ratatouille rn 👩🏼‍🍳🐀

[hyunpic]

[local-angel]

[dreamcatcher-faux]

Guess who watched The Amazing Digital Circus~ :3

I got inspired by @sm-baby 's Carnival AU to make my own swap au :3 (I think him and Ragatha would get along nicely :3)

Kinger swaps with Pomni due to their shared medieval themes (Pomni being a Jester and Kinger being a King) and because I thought it'd be fun if the newest and oldest members swapped :3 (Pomni is a Pawn Chess Piece in this au :3)

I imagine Kinger's robe works similarly to Mario's hat in some games? Where if the hat is away from him, Mario will be dizzy? I might be misrembering, but that's what happens if Kinger's robe is away from him. He can take it off just fine, he just needs to be touching it to keep the dizzy effect away :3

Below the cut are the flats and Kinger's first pass design :3

[barrel-crow-n]

Six of Crows: All the crows pair off and I ship these ships so hard my hair might fall out, screaming, crying, I love them so much.

Shadow and Bone: Big Polycule. That's it. It's just a big fucking polycule

[jelliebuggie]

⚠️ FLASH WARNING⚠️

hello off community. welcome, and im being so fr rn, one of my magnum opera.

LOVER'S PORTAITS. I of II

still version

thank you very much

with love, nicatx

[lightandfellowship]

[Image description: Digital KHDR fanart depicting the upperclassmen as chess pieces. At the very bottom of the image are four chess pieces representing Hoder, Heimdall, Sigrun, and Helgi. They are upside down and silhouetted in black against a white background. Above them are two rows of black and white squares forming a chess board pattern. Above that are three pedestals holding up Vali, Vidar, and Vala's chess pieces, with Vidar's piece resting on the tallest pedestal in the middle. Both the chess pieces and the pedestals are silhouetted in white against a black background. Above them is a white heart with Baldr's hand silhouetted in black inside of it. He holds the iconic Kingdom Hearts crown in-between his index finger and thumb, posed to place it on Vidar's chess piece. End image description.]

"I paved a path for him to succeed, if he had only followed it to the end."

[joaniejustwokeup]

They gave Ballister Blackheart soooo much poor little meow meow energy it’s fantastic:

Edit/correction: Ballister “Boldheart”

[strawglicks]

spreading my "graham is a fan of Queen" agenda

[miramelindamusings]

@prudensvulpes requested Sora with Dylan Hollis' energy where he has his own cooking channel! Thank you so much for your patience! And this was alot of fun to do! I used Dylan Hollis' "Fake Apple Pie" tiktok (shortened to certain moments and some moved around for comedic effect!). I hope you like it and thank you again :)!

And here's a bonus sketch because I couldn't resist drawing Sora's face lighting up the same way Dylan Hollis' does when a recipe is actually good!:

[duahauuoplanh]

So it's really 1031..