By the time Aemma got back to her chambers, she could no longer hold back the tears she fought so hard to hold in. Her body was shaking with the force of her emotions, her fists were clenched and her face was contorted in anger. There was only one thing she felt in this current moment: rage.She was furious at her mother for lying to her face her entire life, for making her believe that she was somebody she wasn't. Letting her mourn the death of the man she thought to be her true father, all while her true father was inside the same walls she had lived in for most of her life.
Aemma felt betrayed. Betrayed by the person she trusted most in her life. Betrayed by the only person who was supposed to never hurt her. She thought they shared no secrets, alas Rhaenyra shared things with her that she didn't dare share with her brothers. What else did she not know? What other secrets was her mother hiding from her? Who else knew?
Everything now made sense. It was as if the missing piece to the puzzle of her life had finally been placed, finally showing her the truth. What the witch in Flea Bottom had told her finally made sense. No, she wasn't as strong as she thought she was. She wasn't even strong at all. To top it all off, her true father was somebody who despised her mother and brothers with every fiber of his being. Now it made sense why he never hated her and only her brothers.
For the first time in her life, she truly didn't know what to do. She didn't know if she should continue living the life she has always thought to be hers, or confront Ser Criston about this, tell him that she finally knows. A part of her thought that it would be better to just forget it ever happened, to live the rest of her life the way she had always lived it. But now that she knew, living in ignorance would be a near impossible task.
Yet again, if somebody were ever to find out, she would be labeled as a bastard. The only person who would be able to help her is the King, but he currently lay on his deathbed, it was the Hand who spoke for him now, and she knew that the Hand would drag her, her mother and the rest of her family down if he ever caught whim of this.
When faced with difficult situations, she knew that she could always rely on her mother, but now, her mother was the person she wanted to be with. She trudged her way to her bed and plopped down on it, not even bothering to take off her dress. Having no idea of what hour of the night it was, she let herself cry into a deep slumber, a small part of her hoping that she were never to wake up.
But alas, she did wake up. She woke up to the door of her chambers being shut. Opening her eyes, she is taken aback by the intensity of the sun's brightness. The light was blinding and it took her a few moments to fully be able to open her puffy eyes. Sitting up on her bed, she saw that Joss was staring at her, a curious glow on her face.
"Princess, are you alright?" She quietly asked.
"I don't know." Aemma answered truthfully. She didn't know.
"It's just that... it is past midday Princess, the Queen asked me to check up on you." Joss tells her.
At least the Queen cared about her, in some way. At least the Queen wouldn't keep a secret that big from her, at least she thinks she wouldn't. "I am fine, Joss. You can thank the Queen for her preoccupation." she lies. She was not fine, but she couldn't show weakness. Getting up from the bed she begins to take off her dress.
Joss walks up to her and helos her remove her dress. "I will pass your word to the Queen, but now I want you to tell me if you are okay. Because you may fool the Queen, but you can't fool me, Princess, I have known you your entire life."
Stepping out of her dress and into the hot bath Joss had prepared, she gives herself a moment to enjoy the feeling of the hot water enveloping het body. She looks up at her chambermaid, fighting the urge to tell her the truth. Joss sits down and begins to work her way around Aemma's body with a sponge. "No, Joss, I am not alright."
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Nefarious || Aemond Targaryen
Fanfiction"They hate each other." "No they don't, not really." [Enemies to lovers] [Aemond Targaryen x OC Velaryon] Start date: 28/04/2023 TW: incest, mature themes, murder, suicide, blood, swearing