Fire of the Sea|1| HOTD

.23

Once Viserys was carried out of the room we all got silent. No one talked about what he had just said. As I scan the room food is being brought out, I look to Alicent and she's beaming at me already, she definitely knew. Looking towards my parents however, they looked confused and angry, they did not know.

I looked at Jace and he looked back worried. Then looking over to Luke, who just had a smile on his face, a smirk even. I don't think Luke's ever smirked before. I soon realized what exactly he's smirking at, a roasted pig has been set infront of me and Aemond. I look to Aemond and attempt to calm him down by reaching my hand over.

He shoots up from his seat so quickly that his hand meets mine and ricochets into my jaw. I wince and back away, he didn't even notice as he raises his glass and presents a toast, "Final tribute, to my dearly betrothed," he looks down at me to see me holding my jaw in my hands and glaring at him.

He staggers a bit, now realizing he caused it. "I hope we have a long life ahead, together and united. As we always should have been."

He says it more to me then to the surrounding people. I can feel the genuineness of it. He turns to the rest of them and his face hardens instantly, "To the health of my nephews, Jace, Luke, Joffrey. Each told them handsome.. wise... strong."

Everyone shoots up. "I dare you to say that again." Jace seethes. He lands a blow on Aemond, it doesn't phase him, he doesn't even spill his wine. Aemond pushed him to the floor as Aegon pushed Luke's face into the table. I dart over to Luke and twist Aegon's arm around not planning on breaking it, but I will if I have to. Guards start getting involved and I simply knee Aegon in the stomach and walk away.

I stand beside Daemon and he stares Aemond down. This wasn't the Aemond I knew, he never called me a bastard so I'd hoped he wouldn't say those things about my brothers. I was wrong. Of course he'd say those things, my brother took his eye, for that I understand the vengeance. I grow tired of the stare down between them both and walk away.

I hear steps following me but I don't care, my jaw still aches and I want a bath and sleep. I get to my door and swiftly turn to see who's following behind. Aemond, of course he'd follow me. "Syra I-"

"Stop. I don't have energy to think right now. Let me sleep and in the morning we'll talk."

"Well are you at-least happy about it?"

"Why would I be happy you called my brothers bastards?!"

"No.. the betrothal."

Oh. That. "I suppose. It's better than some fat lord." His face falls slightly. This wasn't the answer he was looking for. I backtrack quickly. "I haven't really had time to process it, you know with grandsire dying and the whole ordeal. Give me time to think Aemond."

His face softens and he nods. Giving me a peck on the cheek, he bids goodnight and stocks off. Meagor comes over and escorts me into my room where a bath is already started. Meagor exits again and stands post, I'm so exhausted I fall asleep in the tub.

I wake up to Sandra shaking me lightly. "Syra, let's get you to bed." She dresses me quickly and guides me to the bed, sitting on the edge she sings me a lullaby which I've grown out of but still puts me to sleep. I fall into a slumber quickly and dream of nothing, which I'm glad for, my dreams are never good and if they are too real feeling they usually happen. I can usually decipher the ones that are actual dreams between the vision like ones.

Small chapter just to finish off this episode. Next few ones will be a lot of chaos and I'm already stressed thinking about how I'm going to write it all out. Also thank you guys for 4k reads it's absolutely mind blowing. I didn't think anyone would find this book let alone read all of the chapters. Y'all showing that you want more/ like this story makes me write it lol. I don't think I'd still be writing it without all the interaction, even if it's just votes or adding it to a reading list. Anyways I'm rambling, enjoy!!
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