Their souls might have split upon their births, but they never stopped burning as one.
Aemma and Aemond were meant to live together, die together, to burn as one.
But when war breaks out, they have to make a choice.
Is their hatred for each othe...
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My hands became sweaty when the red keep appeared through the clouds.
I wasn't even scared about the queen as I should be, or the king, the only person in my mind was Trystane. I had betrayed him. He trusted me and I had lied. I knew that even if he was supposed to act like a normal knight, he wouldn't be able to behave like it. I didn't even know if I preferred been scolded by Trys or by Daemon.
Daemon. Fuck. The raven.
" Gīda." (Calm.) I whispered when my dragon started to be agitated.
Bloodfyre let out a scream and my blood went cold when I heard a dragon call back.
I prayed all the gods to be mistaken but then, Vhagar called back to her late friend too.
Caraxes.
If Caraxes was there, Daemon was too. I was dead. Already wrapped in the white fabric on my pyre waiting for Bloodfyre to breath fire on me.
" What is it ?" Corlys asked.
" I would have preferred to die on the battlefield.." I only replied feeling my heartbeats accelerate.
If Trystane would be mad at me for my stubbornness and my stupid behavior, Daemon would just kill me.
" Naejot." (Forward) I spoke and my dragon landed on the grass near the Dragon's gate.
I was relieved to see that nobody was waiting for us in the pit.
" You're scared, whatever for ?" My grandsire asked as I helped him off Bloodfyre.
" Nothing." I tried a smile but I knew that it looked more like a wince than anything else. " You're still alive." I said turning to face the prince.
" Not thank to you."He smiled walking towards the gate.
I rolled my eyes and helped my grandsire entering the city. Soon, knights of the city watch spotted us and gave us horses to ride to the keep.
Unfortunately for me living until my fifteenth name day, the ride was fast and we reached the keep before I had figured an excuse that would keep my head on my shoulders.
" Oh sevens Hells Aemond !" Alicent ran toward her son as soon as she saw us.
" I'm fine mother." He said as he grabbed her hand before it reached his wound.
" What happened ?" She asked. "Send for the maester my son is hurt, now !" She called out touching his skin anyway.
" Yes, riña." (Girl.) My body froze. " Enlighten us. What happened ?"
I opened my mouth several times before spitting out the only suitable answer I found. "Lord Corlys needs a maester, My queen." Alicent only seemed to notice his presence. She called out for guards to lead him to the tower of the maester.
