The dragon to be // House of dragons

15

Content Warning: This chapter contains explicit and distressing scenes, including non-consensual content. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
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Raina sat pensively, her gaze falling on her  dragon babies. They had grown so quickly, now at a point where their size made their stay in the castle impossible. They were too large, too wild for the confines of stone walls and human habitats.

Feeling a strange mix of joy and melancholy, Raina knew she couldn't keep them within the castle grounds any longer. She reveiced the news with a certain level of relief; she would be leaving King's Landing the following afternoon. She had spent her eleventh name day here, a day filled with a strange blend of happiness, anxiety, and longing. But now, she could finally return home.

Raina journeyed back to the castle, traversing the fire-lit halls that were steeped in an eerie darkness. The night sky was devoid of stars, an ominous canvas of black that seemed to swallow up everything in sight.

Upon reaching her room, she slipped into one of her pristine white night dresses before settling under the warm covers of her bed. She laid there for a while, hovering on the edge of sleep when the sound of the door creaking open jolted her awake. She didn't turn around but kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, as she felt the weight of someone slipping under the covers. After a brief moment, she easily recognized who it was.

Aegon.

"Stay strong, my little one," the whispers finally reached her ears. It had been days since she last heard them.

A few minutes passed as he laid beside her. Suddenly, he turned her to face him. It was then she noticed his lack of clothing, a realization that sent a wave of anxiety coursing through her body. His hand, bold and unwelcome, slid under her nightgown. Panicking, she pushed herself away from him. But he was stronger, pinning her to the bed.

"Please! Please don't!" she pleaded, her voice trembling as she tried to push him off. But he ignored her pleas, ripping away her nightgown and exposing her body to his wandering eyes.

"Shhh," he hushed her, his grip tightening around her wrists. His other hand began to journey down her body, making her squirm uncomfortably. She began to kick and thrash, desperate to escape his touch, but he ignored her protests.

"Stop, please!" she cried, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. He continued his unwanted advances, and she was left helpless beneath him, overwhelmed by terror and disgust.

Her heart clenched as he forced himself on her, her body reacting involuntarily to his touch. She felt a strange, uncomfortable sensation building up in her stomach, one that she didn't want and didn't understand. Yet, despite her protests and struggles, he didn't stop.

Overwhelmed by a wave of unwanted pleasure, she felt him finally release her hands. He propped himself up on one hand, looking down at her. She refused to meet his gaze, wishing desperately for him to leave.

Panic surged through her when she realized he wasn't finished. His intentions became clear when he positioned her leg against his waist. She tried to push him away once more, begging him to stop, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

She felt a sharp pain as he violated her, causing her to cry out. Tears streamed down her face as sobs wracked her body. He paused, but only for a moment, before resuming his cruel actions.

Her body responded involuntarily, a confusing mix of pain and unwanted pleasure making her writhe beneath him. She kept begging him to stop, her voice a mere whisper drowned by her sobs. Feeling helpless under his weight, one hand clenched into a tight fist, her nails digging into her palm, while the other clutched the bed covers in a death grip.

Suddenly, her lower stomach knotted up again, her body seizing up in response. Aegon grunted, burying his face in her neck, his movements becoming more frantic. This sensation was stronger, different – it made her eyes roll back, her body going rigid as she tightened around him.

"Ahhh~stop~ah," she moaned, her voice barely audible. Despite her pleas, Aegon whispered in her ear, "Ah-..Raina, you need to relax a bit."

But how could she relax? He had just violated her, stolen her innocence, and the thought of it made her tense up even more. Aegon could no longer hold back and with a final grunt, his body collapsed on top of her. She felt something warm spread through her and slowly, her body began to relax. When she had loosened up enough, he finally pulled out and laid next to her.

Looking down between her legs, she saw the bed smeared with blood and his seed. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes and she let out a soft sob. She attempted to get out of the bed, but Aegon grabbed her arm, pulling her back down. She quickly turned her back to him, not wanting to face the man who had just violated her.

"Shh," he said soothingly, stroking her hair. But his attempts to comfort her only served to further her disgust. Eventually, exhaustion took over and she drifted into a fitful sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she was alone. She laid in bed for a while, her mind replaying the horrific events of the previous night. Finally, she mustered the strength to get out of bed.

"Hsss," she hissed as a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen. She flinched, quickly sitting up, and waited for the pain to subside. Just as she started to get out of bed, there was a knock on the door.

Quickly, she hid the blood-stained sheets and called out, "Come in."

"Princess," the maid said, an older woman with a kind face. "I've prepared a bath for you."

Raina was taken aback. She had not requested a bath, but she desperately needed one. Grateful for the distraction, she rose from the bed and followed the maid, her mind still haunted by the previous night's events.