The Realm's Fright | HOTD S1 | Fem!OC x Aemond Targaryen Fanfiction

Chapter Five

Everyone had been interrupted in their slumbers for they have summoned to the main hall as per the order of the King. An urgent court had been held below the Driftmark Throne. Prince Aemond had lost an eye upon the knife Prince Lucerys held. The King occupied the Driftmark Throne for the night. His Kingsguard inquired him of the full incident and he berated them for breaking their oaths to protect and defend his blood.

The Maester of House Velaryon was summoned to clean the wound before it could get infected. By the hearth was where Queen Alicent Hightower and her older children huddled around Prince Aemond. In the Maester's premonition after cleaning all of the blood spillage, a quarter of the boy's face had been slashed. Without having to give him the milk of the poppy, the Maester was able to stitch it close but it was confirmed the eye was lost.

Before the court, Alicent slapped her eldest for Aegon wasn't around to protect his younger brother.

Soon, Lord Corlys and Princess Rhaenys arrive. The Seasnake's voice immediately boomed throughout the hall. Their granddaughters, Rhaena and Baela huddle around their grandmother, weeping under her protection amongst the eyes of many.

Princess Rhaenyra arrives last, with Prince Daemon trailing behind her. Her eyes widened at the sight of crimson upon Lucerys's face as she kneels down in front of him, pleading for him to show her his beaten nose as he hides it from her.

"Who did this?!" Rhaenyra asked aloud.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to protect him..." Alysanne told her mother, and Rhaenyra looks at her blank, void of emotion, making the girl shrink behind her twin brother.

"He attacked me!" Prince Aemond shouted from across the hall.

"He attacked Baela!" Lucerys argued.

"He broke Luke's nose!" Baela spoke in support of her cousin.

Clamor breaks out as all of the children yelled all at once.

"Jace? I'm sorry." Alysanne whispered to her twin. She was overwhelmed with guilt, knowing what could have been. Ser Harwin remarked her skills with the sword as rather impressive for her age, remarking her a better with the sword than all of the boys in the yard. Yet back at the cavern, she had not the thought of stealing the knife from her own brother and preventing any bloodshed.

She blames herself for what could have been.

"It should be my son telling the tale!" Queen Alicent put out, though it only made the bickering of the children grow unbearable. It was similar to the noise of a flock of fowl being slaughtered.

"Silence!"

Every sound in the hall had been swept away by the roar of the king. The children, intimidated, closed their mouths in abrupt.

Lucerys lowers his head, whether of shame or fear, but his words were clear as day to his family's ears.

"He called us bastards," He whispered, faint, but everyone heard it.

"What?" The King blurt out.

Princess Rhaenyra stands up, turning away from her children. Alysanne was intimidated by her, having seen her mother in such a calm yet worrisome state before. It were in times when their father would complain about their marriage, whether he was tippling, and she too would complain about it, leading them to argue to their last breath. Her mother was different from anyone else, she had been made aware of it. Her silence was the loudest sound to Alysanne. The Heir to the Iron Throne was nevertheless a dragon as did most of her kin, and dragons had been known to be unpredictable.

Bastards!

It was in the voice of her least favorite uncle, and Alysanne bites her lip, nettled.