Chapter twenty-five

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The reason why this chapter is so short will be explained in the already posted next one.

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CHAPTER TWENTYFIVE

When Aemond had finished explaining everything to Vis, she had felt a little better. The still very vivid memories of Aegon raping her, still fresh on the back of her mind.

She hadn't admitted to that yet though. She knew that if Aemond knew the whole truth he would definitely start a war for it. And she, though a girl who liked action, was a peaceful girl, as well as a girl who was in love and didn't want to see her betrotheds head on a spike for treason.

After their long chat they had gotten into bed together. Aemond had helped her undress, telling her that he preferred to lay in the bed with her being able to feel her naked body against his. She hadn't refused, as even though she had had a nightmare day, she still trusted Aemond with her life and soul.

When they were cuddling in bed she has suggested something that had sent shivers down Aemonds spine. She wanted to meet Alys. On top of that she informed that he better have a brand new dagger made for her if she really meant so much to him as he said she did. For she was not someone that should inherit another lovers dagger.

She was unique, and so should her dagger be. In fact, if she got it her way she might ended up using it to slit the kings throat herself. The last part she didn't mention to Aemond though.

Tired and still in a lot of pain she felt slumber set in.

But the night would not treat Vis good.
In the middle of the darkest hours she woke up in the worst pain she had ever felt. It was so bad that she at one point screamed and groaned so loudly that she woke Aemond. The pain came in cramping of her torso muscles, and when she was awake enough to realize that these cramps where probably a result from the tea she had drank, it did not make the night any easier.

Aemond had gotten up and helped her to her last sip of the milk syrup before getting back into bed with her, bringing her close and holding her through her groans and tensing. He even had to remind Vis to breathe several times as he registered her stopping completely.

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- Scuttle

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