Gold Rush | Ser Harwin

22.

Daerla

I've never thought about what would happen if Harwin died. I never thought he would ever leave me.

But as I sit with his dead body in my arms, I feel nothing but emptiness.

I'm staring at his face that has gone grey. His eyes are wide and frozen. He's not moving. He's not breathing. He is dead.

I feel frozen in time. Maybe I'm dead. I hope i am. I don't want to live without him. I can't live without him. There is no world in which I can exist without him.

"Harwin," I whisper and when he doesn't reply a sob breaks free. I curl over his body and I cry. I cry and I cry and I cry. I can't breathe. The sobs take up my breath and I feel like i'll never breathe again.

"Mama," a hand touches my shoulder. Daemos. My son. He pulls on my shoulders. "We have to go mama." His voice breaks. His father is dead. My children don't have a father.

  I look up and the sun has begun to set. Alicent has a hand over her mouth, her eyes full of tears. Liana is draped across the floor. My jaw clenches when I look at her.

  "I'm sorry," she says. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I didn't want this."

  "What's done is done," Aemond says and I look up at him with hatred strained across my face.

  "I am going to kill you," I whisper. "I am going to let you live long enough to get married and have children. And then i am going to kill them in front of you so that you know how it feels to watch the one you love most die."

  "You could never hurt me, Daerla," he replies. "You would never kill your daughter. Therefore I am immune to  any pain you would cause me." In a second I'm leaping up with Harwin's sword in hand. I run at Aemond but Daemos grabs me round the waist.

  "No, Mama," he says firmly. "We have to go." I sob loudly and turn back to look at Harwin. He looks so peaceful. So quiet. So dead.

  I drop to my knees and cry into my hands. Daemos scoops me up and carries me away. I rest my head in his shoulder and look back at Harwin's body. Will I ever see him again?

  Daemos puts me on a boat and once I'm sat I see who else is here. Andres and Aerlia. It's the four of us now. There is no Harwin. My head drops.

  A guard begins to row us away. Andres looks up at me with tears rolling down his face.

  "Where's papa?" He asks and I turn to face the water before throwing up. I cough. My children don't have a father. Naerys is the new Lord of Harrenhal. Aemond killed my husband. Aemond killed my children's father.

  I am going to kill him.

~

Rhaena

  "News from your mother," the Maister says as he walks towards me. He hands me the scroll.

  "Thank you," I say with a smile. Since arriving in Winterfell I have been content. It is nice here, it feels safe and the people treat me with respect.

  Eadon treats me well and I am beginning to care for him. His body without a shirt on is helping immensely with that.

  I'm stood with his sister Anna and we're watching him train with his brother.

  I take my eyes away from the shirtless men and I open the scroll.

  'Rhaena,
  Your father is dead.
  He was murdered by Aemond.
  I hope you are well.
  I love you so much.
  - Mama.'

  My knees buckle and I land in the mud. Tears roll down my face. Papa is dead. This can't be real. He can't be gone.

  I look at the scroll again. Aemond. He killed my father.

  "My lady," Eadon says as he runs over. "What is it?"

  "My father has been murdered by Aemond Targaryen," I say and everyone looks shocked. 

  "I will kill him for you," Eadon says as he grabs my hands. "I'll murder that bastard!"

  "No!" I shout. "Don't leave me. I can't lose anyone else." I wrap my arms around him and cry into his body. He is warm despite the North wind. He feels safe.

  I thought I loved Aemond. Maybe I still do. But he has killed my father. And by doing that he has killed a part of me. I can never forgive him.

  Eadon will protect me and fight for me. He is my best option.

  And when I see Aemond next. I will kill him.

~
Klara

  "I'm going to kill them all!" Naerys shouts as he runs out of Harrenhal. "Every one of them!"

  "Naerys!" I shout as I chase him out. He walks to his dragon and begins to mount it. "Naerys!"

  "Stay here, my love," he says when he looks at me. "I'll be home soon."

  "Don't go, Naerys," I cry. "I don't want you to go. You can't do anything now. Aemond is a psycho, he will murder you. You will not be safe. We need you. Nyra needs you. I need you." I place a hand over my pregnant belly. He looks at me with understanding in his eyes.

  "One day," he says. "One day I will kill him." He climbs off the dragon and falls into my arms, tears falling down his face.

  "Oh my darling," I say as he sobs in my arms. The people surrounding us look on in sadness. The Lord of Harrenhal is dead.

"I'll kill them all," he cries. "All of them."