The Blazing Hour {Aegon II Targaryen}

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GOING TO THE WINDOW, Alyra saw a raven with a note on its foot. The new queen's eyes dratted the parchment in shock. Running, Alyra's was taking in deep breaths after reading Daemon's message. Opening the door quickly into her child's chamber. Not having told anyone about her pregnancy surprised her when the rouge prince somehow found out. The letter stated that she would soon have to make a choice. She assumed it was the choice of bending the knee or death. Not this. She stood holding one hand on her unborn child the other on the wall, gasping for breath. The woman had just found out she was only but two moons with child, only her private maester knew. 

Two unknown men stood in Baedor's room. The assassins were known as Blood and Cheese. was a butcher. He was once a in the and lost his gold cloak for beating a to death whilst in a drunken rage. was a ratcatcher familiar with the hidden tunnels of the . The skinnier one, Cheese, was bouncing the young prince in his arms gently as the baby cried.

The maternal instincts made her impulsive, wanting to protect him, but she was not one to jump in without a plan. She was outnumbered. She gave word to the guards, but they would take time to arrive. She needed to think quickly, she didn't make it fast enough as Blood came up to her.

Holding her down, beating her. Specially her stomach killing her unborn child. She felt the life inside her die. The man had gotten sloppy with his hits thinking he won, Now just enjoying the torture. Alyra found an opening. She grabbed the small dagger she carried around after the capturing of prince Lucerys. What could a woman do with a small dagger against a big strong man. The woman's trump card. Poison. She reached out for it and slashed it across the face. Blood got off her yelling a bloody scream, getting off her he pulled his hand on his face. He had been cut before, but it felt different. His suffering only lasted a few seconds as she got up, blood still coming down her legs staining her dress. In a deep breath she sighed exhausted, pointing her dagger to the man holding her now youngest child.

"Put him down!" She yelled.

The guards came in as well as Aegon and Aemond lead them. In a blind rage at seeing his wife covered in blood and hits, seeing an assassin hold his son. Like a flash his head fell from his body. Aegon was now holding Baedor who stopped crying after feeling the warmth of his father. More people came in, Heleana and Alicent were two who got followed by Vamyx and Vsyela, "No! Vysela, Vamyx do not see this heinous sight." Heleana yelled to her niece and nephew, blocking their view. Alicent to Baedor from his father's arms who now rushed to his wife's side. Alyra collapsed, luckily her husband was behind her catching her midfall. "Call the maesters!" she heard before falling into a deep darkness

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WAKING UP, she looked up. She felt empty, putting her hand on her stomach where her unborn babe once rested in protection. Feeling a presence, she saw Aegon who was in a chair near the bed resting his head on the bed holding her hand as he seemed to be asleep. The woman wondered how long she was in the darkness for. She removed the hand that was in hers, petting his hair he softly woke up. His eyes were red and the bags all more made it show. The two didn't say a work, he got up from the chair placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Neither of the two said a word. Didn't matter, nothing was going to make the loss better, the wound was too fresh, talking about such a thing would have made it feel like rubbing salt on a wound. Aegon took her hand in his again, he brought it to his mouth kissing it then squeezing it, He walked out of the room. She didn't want him to stay, not that she blamed him because she felt the worries of her children, that felt like they were sinking her down further into the deep sea of sadness.

The maids had put a plate of food on her bedside table, she didn't eat. Couldn't even look at it, she was absolutely disgusted. So much so the maids even brought in a bucket. Turning to the side, putting her hand under her head over her pillow. Heleana walked in, in a haste. The woman bent down reaching Alyra at eye level. Whispering in a shaky tone.

"Three, It was only supposed to be three."

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THE NEWS REACHED EVERYONE, the whole of the king's landing and Highgarden amoug other allies were furious. Aemond and Ser Cole stayed with the children, Vysela and Vamyx. Vysela was saddened by the pain of her mother as her tears couldn't stop. Vamyx felt he had to strong as heir, prince, and hopeful next king he couldn't be seen crying, although he stayed with his sister the whole time were hugging. She helped him muffle a few sobs. Aegon was also in the room sitting on a big rocking chair holding little Baedor in his arms, letting tears fall quietly Infront of the fireplace giving his back to his eldest. The baby had no understanding about the world, he had only just turned four moons a week ago. Luceryes was shocked about what Daemon did and he hoped he did it behind his mother's back, as her son he put her on a pedestal. The boy couldn't believe she could. Jacaerys did the same as his younger brother. While their mother, Rheanyra slapped her husband for going behind her back yelling on how they could take their angle out on Luke, hiring assassins to kill an unborn child. That night nobody dared to sleep. All knew peace wouldn't come that easy anymore.