Twin|| Daemon targaryen

5

Daemons pov
It's been a few days and she's refusing visits from everyone. She hasn't spoken but she's gotten her door fixed and she just ignores everyone. We've all tried. Even viserys and rhaenyra. Me too. The guards, maesters, that cunt Otto Hightower, maidens too. I use my pin and pick her lock. Todays the day of her mothers and brothers funeral. I see her standing watching the world pass by at her balcony. "Rhaelle" I speak. "What do you want from me daemon? Why must you bother me so much after everything you've done and said" she asks her voice hoarse.

"I'm worried about you Rhaelle. We all are. You've been locked away for days now, after you had a vision and passed out and told the maester you wanted to die. You know how scary that is? To hear that you want to die and be locked out and not hear a word from you? We were starting to think you hurt yourself" I voice. "And if I did? Hurt myself? They'd point and laugh wouldn't you? Send me off to a house far from here to correct another defect? Right?" She asks and turns to me and I see her...I finally see her. She's not looking good... she looks broken and distraught and even a little ill.

It breaks my heart to see her like this. Her hair she prides herself on is disarray and oily. I note the blood on her sleeve "what have you done?" I ask worried for her more than ever. I take her face in my hands "what have you done princess" she says "I'm tired. But sleep doesn't help. My eyes hurt and I don't think im going to have my sight for much longer daemon. I'm scared. I'm alone, I'm tired more than physically. It hurts. Everything just...hurts"

She continues "I don't want to lose my sight again." Her voice breaking. I stroke her tears "Rhaelle your sight isn't everything. I'll do everything in my power to make sure you don't lose it once more. You're not alone. You have me" she chuckles "I don't even matter to you daemon. My mother is gone and I don't matter to you. I'm alone" she's been in here depressed.

Dealing alone. "Look at me Rhaelle." I beg. She does "you matter so much to me. Okay? You matter. And you are not alone." I tell her. I move her sleeve and see cuts. My breath catches in my throat. My sweet little dragon did this. From pain and agony. I sit her down and check her other wrist. Nothing. I clean her wounds and they're not deep enough to need a maester. I find a bandage and keep it thin so people don't question and viserys catch word.

I kiss her wounds "I'm sorry for the part I played in you thinking that this is the answer Rhaelle." She nods and she says "I'm afraid to close my eyes." Because if she does she thinks she'll wake up blind. I grab her drops knowing that in her state she might've neglected doing them. I do them for her and ask "better?" She nods "I have a feeling though"

I shake my head "I think...that because of your mother passing, and me saying what I did and the vision and whatever you saw you're just waiting for something else to be taken from you. The maester said your eyes were in almost perfect condition and the drops are working."
She points out "almost perfect...they'll never be 100% meaning they can stop working whenever they desire to" I touch her hand grasping it "your eyes are fine right now Rhaelle. And if they're not then we'll get through that too"

"We? Daemon you're going to leave again far away from here and I won't see you for months, maybe years next time" she tells me knowing my tendencies to travel. I turn her face to me "Rhaelle I'm not leaving this place. Not without you. There's nothing I can say to make me calling you that horrid word right. I'll apologize for it every day if I need to. But you aren't alone. You'll always have me." "You broke my trust. I'd have expected that from anyone but not you daemon. Never you." She replies. "And I am sorry for that. I truly am. I did not mean it. I cannot tell you why I said it. Not yet my princess. But you need to bathe and get ready for the ceremony" I tell her and kiss her knuckles.

"I'm not going." She tells me. I say "it's your mother and brothers funeral" "and the man who killed her is going to be there acting as if he didn't. She deserved a better husband. One that wouldn't care for her but the life of a boy. The realm deserves a better man and king" she says. I tell her "you don't need to speak to viserys. But you deserve to say goodbye to her. To feast in her memory" "daemon all I have is her memory. I don't need to see her dead for the second time" she says. I tell her "princess you're expected to be there. Our house needs unity more than ever"

"A house always needs unity. This one had it. And still does. My presence isn't going to change it. It never did and never will." She huffs. "Please come to the funeral Rhaelle. Not for the house, or viserys, or anyone else. Do it for aemma. She's going to want to see you there at her funeral in the afterlife Elle." I beg her again. I don't want her to regret not going. She nods "fine."