The Mother of Kin and Keeper of Blood

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~What Brings Us Together Is What Pulls Us Apart. Gone Our Brother, Gone Our Heart~
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Diserys Walked behind Luke and Jace down the stairs to the yard where the training was held. "Smaller than I remember.", Luke said. "It looks exactly the same.", Jace smiled and picked up his pace. "Luke, Diserys, Come on.", Jace said. The older boy kept his head high while luke had done the opposite. Diserys fidgeted with his coat buttons and avoided eye contact of any kind. There were whispers around the three but jace moved as if he didn't care.

The swords were held up on a stand and so they looked to which one they would grab to train. Jace ran over to a spot on the wall that had been damaged. "See? I told you this would still be here And you thought you could swing Criston's Morningstar, And you almost took your own head off.", Jace smiled and ruffled Luke's hair. Diserys grabbed onto Luke's coat. Luke looked around to the lord that looked to be staring and judging them.

Jace looked at the two boys, "what's your problem?", he asked. "Everyone's Staring At Us", Diserys said softly. Jace smiled and still distracted himself with the sword he held in his hands. "No one would question me being heir to driftmark...if, I looked more like Ser Laenor Velaryon than Ser Harwin Strong.", Diserys said to the older boys. "It doesn't matter what they think.", Jace said to Diserys. "Laenen should've been heir to driftmark...not me", Diserys whispered to himself. There was a commotion.

Jace's face lit up and the three all ran to the crowd. It was Criston and Aemond Fighting. Aemond threw his Shield and went back to fighting with only a sword. Aemond dodged every hit that criston threw at him. He then turned and had ended the fight. His blade was pointed to cristons neck.

Everyone clapped. "Well Done, My Prince. You'll be winning tourneys in no time.", criston said. "I don't give a shit about tourneys. Nephews...Have you come to train?", Aemond then looked at the three boys. "Open the gate!", everyone turned their attention. The Sea Snakes Brother had come to court. He looked at Diserys as he passed by, guarded.
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Vaemrys walked beside Rhaena. "Grandmother!", she called out. "Rhaena", Rhaenys smiled. Vaemrys didn't mind the weather, she's grown to love the low temperatures.

"I wondered for many an hour what your purpose was in coming here. Wether you'd speak for or against the suit brought by Ser Vaemond but then, I realized...you intend to advocate for yourself.", Vaemrys said. "This is no fair proceeding. It is a trap set by the Queen and the Hand, I'd wager, to proclaim my son illegitimate.", Vaemrys said and crossed her arms.

"Yet you did worse than that with Laenor. Did you not?", Rhaenys asked. Vaemrys looked away from the older woman. "I loved your son. You may not believe it to be true, but I did.", Vaemrys said. Rhaenys turned away from her but Vaemrys did not move an inch. She learned from Daemon, many things. One of those things was to never chase after someone, showing your desperation for the thing they have. It makes you look weak and seem like they have power over you, never become desperate.

"I did not order his death nor was I complicit in it. I swear this to you. I swear it on my eldest son, Aegar.", Vaemrys said. Rhaenys turned back to Vaemrys. She knew her niece, she would never wish harm on her children or risk it at all, this would mean the truth.

"I'll make you an offer. Back Diserys' claim and let us betroth Laena's children to mine. Baela will be Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and her sons will be heirs to the throne. Rhaena will rule in Driftmark, and the seat will pass to her and Diserys' children in time.", Vaemrys said with a warm expression. "A Generous offer or a desperate one.", Rhaenys said. "It matters not", Vaemrys said. Rhaenys smirked softly. "You are right in this, at least. It does not matter.", Rhaenys said and walked closer to Vaemrys. "You can bargain with me all you like. Bring my granddaughter with you to soften my resolve but tomorrow, the Hightowers land their first blow. They force you to your knees... and I must stand alone.", Rhaenys said before walking away.