Burn The Ships / Viserys Targaryen / Larys Strong

9. Unmemorable

Lucia didnt realize how nice it was having Rhaenyra gone on her tour. Alicent was actually very nice when Rhaenyra was being a bitch to everyone. Lucia felt like she might have a friend. 

"You have been spending a lot of time with the queen." Larys remarked. 

"Aegon but yes. Alicent couldnt get Aegon to settle and I was passing by and- I have a magic touch apparently." 

"I already knew that." Larys assured. 

"I think Alicent likes me." Lucia added softly. 

"Of course she does, you are so sweet no one could not like you, Lu." Larys decided. 

"I never really had a friend that wasnt you or harwin." Lucia reminded him softly as she got ready for the day. 

"Not many good pickings for friends in the capital." Larys offered. Lucia shrugged. 

"Alicent was always Rhaenyra's pet, I think that we could have been great friends... maybe we still can. Viserys likes me, my company, Alicent seems to, Aegon does. He loves me. He's the cutest. Helaena just screams and shits right now. It's hard to believe that babies turn into little people then bigger people." 

"The human body is a mysterious thing." Larys agreed. She strapped on her leg, she must have missed a loop though because when she rose up she collapsed back down with a hard thud. Larys dropped beside her as she whimpered out, she had used her hands to break her fall, her wrist took the beating. 

Larys pulled her back up sitting her on the bed. She cursed herself for being this, for not being whole. 

"The queen," was announced and Lucia sobbed into Larys, why couldnt she be normal, now Alicent would see her so broken and run the other way, because she had two legs to run away from her. 

"Lucia, what happened?" Alicent questioned seeing her tears. 

'I'm fine." Lucia sucked up her tears but cradling her arm to her chest. 

"I will get a maester." ALicent suggested. 

"Thats very kind of you but I have everything Lucia will need for her wrist." Larys assured.

"Maybe we can have tea another day?" Alicent pondered. 

"I would like that." Lucia agreed unable to meet her gaze. "thank you, your grace." Alicent stared back at them a moment longer before excusing herself. 

Lucia didnt say another word all day. Larys wrapped her wrist and fixed her false leg, tightening it around her thigh but she didnt leave her room that day or the next and threw her leg to the floor annoyed, it rolled across the floor, hitting the wall. 

"Might as well chop my arm off Larys, its not doing me any favors." Lucia grumbled. 

+

The throne room was filled, whispered voices echoed Daemon's name. Viserys stood ready to reprimand his brother. Larys sat beside Lucia in the back of the room. 

"I dont remember Daemon much." Lucia remarked tipping her head into Larys. 

"He isnt memorable." Larys assured as Daemon walked forward with confidence, the kings guard unsheathed their swords ready to attack, to protect their king. A crown on Daemon's head he threw down his sword before them.

"Crown of bones, thats new..." Lucia whispered. 

'Add it to the chair.' He offered it clattered before Viserys as the crowd murmured with anticipation.

'You wear a crown.' Viserys noted. 'Do you also call yourself "King"?' he sneered.

"He hates his brother?" Lucia questioned.