Baelon II Velaryon is the son of Rhaenyra Targaryen. Just like his mother he was a strong willed dragon rider. Built for the clouds and forged for fire. He was meant for greatness. But the legacy of his family weighed heavily on his shoulders.
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Kingslanding
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Rhaenyra holds her son close, cupping his face in her hands. "Are you sure you're riding on Dragonback?" Rhaenyra asks, still concerned about his health. Baelon nods, offering her a small smile. "I'll be fine Mother, I promise." He whispers, gently kissing her cheek.
Aemond stands beside his own mother, watching with dark eyes, filled with red-hot anger and hate. Daeron shifts uncomfortably beside Aegon, who makes lewd remarks about their older sister.
Arianne watches her husband before turning her gaze towards the young boy, who meets her gaze, before turning away.
Helaena stood with Maegor in her arms, her other children by her feet. The princess itched to say goodbye, and they both did. Baelon briefly met her gaze before he turned to his younger brothers, "Take care of our mother." Baelon orders
Lucerys and Jace nod, keeping their face straight to not appear weak. But they were scared he wasn't going to return any time soon. It's how he left the previous times, promising them the narrow seas.
Baelon turns to his wife, grabbing her hand and kissing her pulse. "I'll see you home, wife." He whispers, pulling away and then turning to the Hightowers. "It was a pleasure to be hosted by such a grand house, I do hope that we meet again in better circumstances." Baelon states, avoiding Aemond's gaze.
Alicent offers him a rare smile, slowly approaching him. "Despite our differences, it was a pleasure." She offers
Baelon saw the change in the woman, his mother was a great influence on the green queen.
Baelon was the first to leave since he had a fleet to guard, they were off to sea and he had to make sure that the tides were kind, and that there weren't any bandits as they headed off to Dragonstone.
Rhaenyra and the others will follow once the princess is ready.
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Baelon walked towards his dragon, his sword was gently jostled against his waist. Before he can fully reach his dragon, his arm is grabbed and he's swung around, his eyes meet Aemonds.
"How dare you leave, after everything." Aemond hisses
Baelon stares blankly, "You've made it perfectly clear, Aemond. And you left without allowing me a chance to explain myself" Baelon whispers "You don't want me." He states, his eyebrows lowering with sadness.
Aemond scoffs. "Has it been lost to you? Has it managed to slip that perfectly sculpted head of yours? I want you!! But you managed to fuck everything up and without even trying, and look at you now! You're abandoning me once again!" Aemond exclaims
Baelon doesn't let his features slip. "I hate you Baelon." Aemond whispers, letting his arm go.
No, you don't.
"Don't ever come crawling back to me, I won't be here this time." Aemond warns
Baelon finally moves forward and he grabs his face, pressing a harsh kiss against his pale lips, taking him completely by surprise. It takes him a few moments before Aemond finally reacts and he wraps his arms around Baelon's waist, pressing closer.
Baelon slowly pulls his lips away, his forehead is pressed against Aemonds, the wind pushing against them, causing their hair to fly into their faces.
Aemond lifts a hand and he pushes back Baelon's hair. "I love you." Baelon whispers, even as close as their lips are, it is almost impossible for Aemond to truly hear him, but he does, the wind had carried his words softly to his ears.
Aemond closes his eye, taking in his words, words he had craved to hear for years. "As do I." He whispers
Baelon laughs, softly. "Say it properly you fool." Baelon whispers "I love you, you bloody craven." Aemond scoffs, finally kissing him. Baelon smiles into the kiss.
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Baelon watches as Aemond leaves, a smile on his lips, one that softens when he sees his son. Aemond meets his sister's gaze briefly, before offering a small supportive nod.
Helaena smiles as she turns to Baelon, approaching him with their son. "Did you really intend to leave without a goodbye?" Helaena asks, gently placing their son in his arms. Baelon offers a soft kiss on the head. "I promise I'll be back for you two." Baelon whispers
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A/N
Theyeyeyeyyey finally said it!!!!!!!!
I feel like this was very out of character of them lol.
