The Bastard Prince and his lover || Jacaerys Velaryon x Male OC

The riot of Gulltown

Rhaena Targaryen I

Her heart thumped throughout her chest and her breaths fell heavy. Her fingers ran against the grainy cobblestone, keeping herself standing up straight as she caught her breath. The growing chant of the crowd behind her grew into a violent rage. She knew she did not have time to catch a break and pushed herself off the wall.

She allowed her legs to carry her through the town, she prayed to the mother for Mercy on her half brother, she had already lost Luke she did not think she could survive losing Jacaerys. She could see the Keep in the distance, the large oak gates guarded by the Knights of the Vale.

She pushed her way through the town heading up the hill to the gate, At first no one paid her any attention until she pulled her hood down, revealing the silver hair that Harrold Arryn had covered for her. She could have sworn that the eyes of the knights had popped out of his head when he saw her.

In a swift action, he had ordered the gates be raised, and men pulled on the rope, allowing the gates to open with a long creek. She slipped into the keep and threw the dirty cloak off her shoulder. A knight with ginger hair threw a silk blanket over her shoulder and began asking questions.

She spat out the words and asked for the knight for Lady Jeyne. The knight ordered the Lady of the Eyrie to be retrieved as he walked Rhaena over to a bench. His hands were nice and warm and kept Rhaena from losing her mind.

Moments passed before, Lady Jeyne appeared in the courtyard frantic, behind her trailed Lord Grafton who was clutching his belly. Jeyne kneeled in front of Rhaena, "What happened, where is my son?"

"The rioting began in the market, they butchered him." she cried at the thought of the seller whom the smallfolk of the town had killed. She remembered the way the rusted dagger had slipped into his skin, she remembered the crimson-red liquid which fell from his body.

Jeyne's eyes widened and her brows scrunched up in confusion, "Who did they butcher? Was it Harrold?" Her voice shook with fear and her eyes turned wet.

"He turned back for Jacaerys, did not want to leave the Prince alone. And he told me just to run," said Rhaena.

Lady Jeyne turned to one of the knights, "Prepare a horse for me and obtain the finest knights you can. My son is out there, your Lord of the Vale."

The knight obeyed and turned away with a small sprint, yelling orders that caused others to stand and run to the armoury. Rhaena watched as knights equipped themselves with steel as they prepared to enter the town.

Lady Jeyne was handed a breastplate that held the falcon of House Arryn on the front, a fur cloak was thrown over her shoulder and the ginger-haired knight came over carrying an Arryn Banner.

"My son is out there ser Waymar, you keep a watchful eye out for him. You find him and bring him back to me, I will rally the knights against the smallfolk." She gripped the fabric of his tunic's sleeves, "Swear it, I want my son back. Alive..." She bit her lips and her eyes fell to the floor, "Or at least his corpse."

"Of course, my Lady. He can look after himself, do not worry. I am sure he is alive and well and looking after the Prince." Ser Waymar the ginger knight said.

She nodded to him and strutted over to the smokey-coloured horse, she then pulled herself over the saddle and sat up straight. She took the banner carried to her by Waymar Borrel and turned towards the gate. Knights on horseback followed her out of the gate and into the town.

JACAERYS VII

Dirt and filth were thrown across the market square, and what he guessed was horse shit smacked him in the face. He could taste the shit on his lips and he gagged, the smell made him nauseous. He covered his nose and mouth with his hand trying to keep the smell out. In front of him stood, Ser Danos trying to shield the Prince the best he could. In one hand was his sword and his other arm was gripping Jace's shoulder.