𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧.
she was the only daughter, their blossoming flower that often spoke in her own tongue. like her aunt before her, she would speak from her dreams and even find her way to the beach in a deep slumber. she was a...
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chapter two / embers trap the souls of our beloved, especially when blood demands
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𝐇𝐄𝐑 brothers rushed into the room, panting as their eyes laid on their sleeping sister. She had fallen asleep over the cot where their babbling brother had awoken by the noise. Jacaerys approaches her and shakes her gently.
"Aerea, please sweet sister. Something has happened." She breathes in sharply as her eyes opened, Jacaerys stood there with Lucerys by the door.
"What, my sweet brother? Oh Joffery seems to be woken." Jacaerys plants both on his hands on his sister's cheeks gently, pulling her attention towards him.
"Please sister, Ser Harwin had been excused." Aerea blinked as she looked at him in shock.
"Whatever do you mean? He's an excellent commander, what caused this?"
"We were training dearest sister." Lucerys speaks up as they both go to sit on the longer couch together. "With our uncles, Ser Criston had Aegon against Jace and it was hardly fair. He never pays attention to us, so Ser Harwin stepped in called his methods torture. And Ser Criston wondered why he cared so much, saying some awful things before he was pummelled into the ground by Ser Harwin."
