The Mother of Kin and Keeper of Blood

•Family and Its Issues•

~.Don't Leave Me now, Don't Say Goodbye, Don't Turn Around, Leave Me High And Dry.~

Vaemrys watched her sons and half brothers practice down below with baby Joffrey in her arms. her father sat down next to her. "You are not teaching them today?",He asked with a harsh cough. Vaemrys gently turned and she showed him laenen. "No", she smiled. Viserys looked at his daughter and hugged her. They both watched the group down below.

"This is the stuff Lyonel. Lads that learn together, train together, Knock each other down, pick each other up. They will certainly form a lifelong bond, wouldn't you agree?", viserys smiled with joy. Vaemrys heart melted seeing her father so happy. She gulped and tried to keep the bad thoughts away. Vaemrys breathed in deeply to try and stop the tears forming. "That is the hope, Your Grace", Lyonel Said.

Aemond hit Jacaerys' wooden sword down. aegon hit Aegar on the arm to stop training and look at the servants passing by instead. Aegar shook his head and went back to his training. The eldest boy looked up to his mother. Vaemrys waved her hand as to continue. Vhaegon saw criston cole and aegon talking.

Aegon, Aemond, and vhaegon all started sparring with ser cole. Criston dodged all three except, he hit vhaegon harder than the other two. The boy was hit in the stomach and fell back. "Argh", he grunted and held his stomach. Vaemrys stood up. Aegar quickly helped his brother up.

"I'm fine!", he yelled at his brother. Rhaegon stood still with the tip of his sword at the ground and both hands on the hilt. Aegar didn't say anything, he tilted his head down slightly and looked at Vhaegon. Vaemrys gulped and looked at viserys who looked confused. Aegar was quiet and looked back at Rhaegon, then lifted both hands up in defeat.

It seemed like everyone had stopped and stared at the two. Vhaegon looked nervous after that, he reminded him of someone that he practically idolized and that made him even more angry.

Vhaegon slowly lifted his sword up. Rhaegon smiled and got in front of him. Criston had told aegon and aemond to stand beside him to watch. Diserys, laenen, Jace, and luc were beside Harwin Strong. Vaemron was posted beside Aegar who was staring vhaegon down.

Rhaegon turned and swiftly hit vhaegons arm before he could strike him. "Faster!", Aegar yelled. vhaegon and Rhaegon were going and forth with Rhaegon blocking his hits. "You should know!", Rhaegon yelled over the sound of the wooden swords clashing. "Instead of fighting against your brother!", he yelled. "Fighting alongside me would benefit mother greatly!", he grunted and pulled away and began circling the younger twin.

"How so?", vhaegon chuckled with furrowed brows. "We are brothers, vhaegon. The blood of the dragon runs thick", he stopped and let his arm fall to his side. "I do not know what I have done to upset you but I hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me and...", Rhaegon looked at aemond. "Come home", Rhaegon said. Vhaegons stance faltered but in the end, he lowered the piece of wood.

Aemond ignored vhaegon when he looked at him. He knew his friendship was false but vhaegon wanted to believe in false hope, that he could have real friends. Someone that was not his brother or his mother, nor his grandsire.

He then walked over to his brother and signaled to vaemron. Rhaegon and vhaegon both swung their wooden swords at the same time toward their older brother and vaemron squatted down then kicked the twins down to the ground. Vaemron stood up with a smile. "Do not go for the obvious kill", Vaemron chuckled. "And do not swing in the same direction", he rolled his eyes playfully.
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After a while, the spars between the group of boys began to get harsher.