Blue revenge

Chapter ten

"That was hardly acceptable behavior, Rhaella. But none the less it needed to be done." Rhaenyra whispered to her daughter. It almost sounded like a compliment that slipped from her mothers lips, one that she didn't want anyone else to hear.

Rhaella made her way back to her room to prepare for the family dinner her grandsire had urged everyone to attend. It didn't bother Rhaella much and even if it didn't she would say anything. The old man was clearly on his way out the door and just wanted to spend some time with his family all together before the inevitable happens.

She had long released Cregan to get dressed for the dinner, because in her eyes he was a part of her family. It may have been a bit awkward between them given they had just slept with each other and now Rhaella was to be married to someone else. Not just anyone, a man Cregan had long despised off.

Only now Rhaella was regretting letting Cregan leave because she could hear footsteps quickly moving from behind her. She quickly came to a stop pulling out the knife that she always left in a holder on her thigh. She put it up against the person neck just as they were coming up behind her. But Rhaella let out a sigh when she saw it was none of then her younger brother Luke.

"Lucerys, you'd better have a good reason for nearly scaring me out of my skin." Rhaella said cautiously removing the knife from her brother's throat.

"Rhaella I don't have much time so I will keep this short. Mother doesn't intend on putting you on the iron throne, you may not even make it to the Dragonstone throne. She wants to kill you so she can install me and Jace on the thrones. Mother was never on your side and likely never will be." Luke rushed his words out quickly then looked to the floor. Rhaella hoped that he was lying, he had to be, she and her mother were just starting to get along. But she looked into his eye soon to be overcome by tear she knew.

Rhaella hands shook at her sides and she could feel her throat closing. She gave her brother a long hug before attempting to walk to the dragon pits. Her dragons always made her feel better but Rhaella had to take a break from walking when she started to feel as if she was going to pass out.

So she sat down on the floor trying to catch her breath but failed to do so when she saw the blood of her great uncle stained in her dress. A man that she had killed for her mother and brothers only for her mother to take her birthright aways. Rhaella let out a sob, she knew surely the guards and servants would think her mad but she didn't care.

Rhaella put her hands over her face and let all of her emotions free, hyperventilating while she did so. And she didn't stop until she felt cold hands wrap their way around her wrist , pulling her hands down.

Through her tears she first saw his rings that decorated his hand, then his long blonde almost white hair and finally his face.

"Rhaella, what's happened?" Aemond asked but all her got in response was Rhaella gripping her throat and grabbing at his arms.

"Breath, my love. I am here." Aemond pulled her hands into his a never once broke eye contact as he waited for her to catch her breath.

"She was never on my side, Aemond. She was going to kill me just as she did my father and give my birth right to my brothers." Rhaella explained just above a whisper once she had caught her breath. Aemond eyes darkened, it was clear to anyone who had eyes that Rhaella's brothers were bastards, so to take the throne away from the true Targaryen was mad.

"What do you need me to do?" Aemond questioned and Rhaella knew what he was truly asking. "Who do you want me to kill?" But Rhaella didn't want anyone died.

"Your word. I want your word that when everything goes down, because we know it will, that you will put your trust in me." Rhaella said lifting herself from the floor.