TW - let's say that if you are not into blood and gore, skip the dream dream bellow in italics.
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WHAT LUCERYS VELARYON was actually looking for was unknown to him and so he continued to wander through the dark corridors of some castle that he thought he knew but at the same time didn't.
After the seemingly endless time he spent wandering, he realized why the place was so familiar to him -- he was in the Red Keep. However, it was a different Red Keep, cold and empty, and despite the fact that it was night, there was not a single torch or candle in the corridor. Then Luke saw that at the end of the corridor he was walking in, the door to a room full of light was open, and even though he didn't hear any people, he had no choice but to walk towards it.
The door led to the hall where his family used to eat together with the Hightowers. But now the long table was not full of food, there was only a white tablecloth and empty plates. There were no musicians or servants, no music, no taking. Only silence.
At the end of the long table sat King Viserys, his grandsire, but when Luke entered he made no sign of seeing him. He sat, silent, staring straight ahead without blinking or moving. On his right, at the beginning of the longer side of the table, sat Queen Alicent, who, like her husband, was silent and only stared at the woman across from her who was sitting on the King's left -- Luke's mother, Princess Rhaenyra.
The rest of the table looked similar, member of Blacks sitting opposite of member of Green -- Daemon opposite Otto Hightower, Jace and Aegon, Aemma and Helaena, Joffrey and Daeron. The only exception was Baela and Rhaena who sat next to each other at the end of the table opposite King Viserys.
"There you are, sweet boy," Rhaenyra said, turning her head towards him.
Luke smiled at her and opened his mouth to answer. However, he stiffened when the rest of the table members slowly turned their heads towards him and their blank stares were directed towards him.
"We were waiting for you," Rhaenyra continued a motioned towards the table. "Join us."
Luke hesitantly walked over to the table, feeling their heads turn as he moved, and sat down in the empty chair between Aemma and Joffrey. As he sat down he looked at the person across from him and gulped when he saw Aemond Targaryen staring at him with his one remaining eye. He turned his head to his older sister who was again looking ahead.
"Aemma?" he asked hesitantly. "Are you alright?"
Aemma turned her head towards him and a sickly sweet smile appeared on her face. "Why wouldn't I be? I merely want to enjoy this delicious food before it gets cold!"
Luke followed her gaze and then saw that all the plates were filled with food. However, his stomach turned when he realized that all the food on the table was raw meat. Although some appeared to be from animals, Luke could have sworn he saw a brain on Otto Hightower's plate, and his mother and Daemon also appeared to be eating organs. Luke's eyes widened and he looked at Aemma who had what was most definitely a human heart surrounded by a small amount of blood on her white plate.
"Are you -- are you actually going to eat that?" Luke forced out when he saw her pick up her cutlery. "Isn't that from a . . . a human?"
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ELLIPSISM, aemond targaryen
FanfictionAemma Velaryon, the second-born child of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon, knew what the game of thrones was about since childhood, but did not see herself as a player until she was brought to her knees by people she would never expect it from...
