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"I am legitimizing my mother's rule before we walk among the smallfolk. The usurper will be remembered as just that. A drunken rapist that usurped the throne from the rightful heir. One that had multiple bastards and had them in fighting pits." Aemma told Cregan as they got ready for the day
"This will cause uproar from Oldtown." Cregan replied
She scoffed, "What do I care what those cunts have to say?"
The Wolf looked at his Dragon, "You-We- must tread carefully."
Aemma observed her husband, "It is my right to legitimize the half year my mother ruled as she was the rightful heir. As I told Lord Corlys, My mother was not given a chance to rule." She told him, cooly, "As soon as Grandsire passed, the Hightowers usupered her, placing a drunken rapist on the rule because he possessed a cock. Mother watched as her children were slaughtered. Why should Alicent Hightower's son be remembered instead of my mother?" She said, her voice getting louder as she defended her mother
Cregan looked at his wife and almost made a move to comfort her before stopping himself, "It was not my intention to cause an argument, Aemma. I merely meant we would have to keep an eye on Oldtown."
The Targaryen sighed as she sat on the bed. She felt the bed shifted and she looked to the side of her to see her mother.
"Gaomagon daor fret, tala. (Do not fret, daughter.)" Rhaenyra said
"Iksos ziry daor issa paktot naejot emagon ao remembered hae se drēje prince, Muña? (Is it not my right to have you remembered as the rightful heir, Mother?)" Aemma asked
The Northern man furrowed his eyebrows. He was worried about his wife. She couldn't bear to be touched, talked to herself frequently, wasn't sleeping and was avoiding her dragon.
He didn't know how to help her and he couldn't afford to bring it up to the small council, even though they had been loyal to Rhaenyra Targaryen.
"You said you wished to follow in Good Queen Alysanne's footsteps?" Cregan asked
Aemma nodded, "First, we must assess what the smallfolk need. I would also like the small council to join us as we break fast." She told her husband
When they were ready, the Queen and King Consort exited their chambers and headed towards the dining hall, their arms not quite touching.
On their way, they came across a servant.
"Please inform the small council members and Lady Jeyne Arryn that they are requested in the dining hall to join us in breaking fast." She instructed the serving girl
The serving girl curtsied, "At once, Your Majesty."
As the Queen and her Consort walked away, she looked at her husband, "Mayhaps I can also introduce you to Aegarax soon."
Cregan gave her a small smile, "Mayhaps. What brought this on?"
Aemma sighed, "You are right, it is not fair I am avoiding him for something that is my fault."
The Northerner brought them to a stop and walked in front of his wife. He waited until she tilted her head up slightly in order to look at him before he spoke, "Jacaerys's death is not your fault. None of your family's deaths are." He told her
The teen Queen sighed again, "I could have saved most of them. I should have flown faster."
Cregan looked his wife in the eye, "One day, Aemma, I will have you believe that your family's deaths are not your fault."
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Never Felt So Alone|| Cregan Stark.
Fanfiction"And I never felt so alone Felt so alone, no, no (never felt so alone, alone) And I never felt so alone Felt so alone, no, no" - Never Felt So Alone, Labrinth OR IN WHICH Aemma Velaryon-Targaryen is the last Targaryen left after the Dance and she we...
