𝑨 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 // 𝑨𝒆𝒈𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝑰 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏

58. The Last Hunt

They had been out hunting for six days and this time Alyssa was able to join them in the hunting grounds. She rode with Aegon beside her, her brothers in another direction, and Aemond and Daeron beside each other as well.

The forest was so lovely to be in at this time of the year and they could enjoy the sea view from the place they were at.

A sudden feeling of eagerness came over her when she remembered that Daeron had revealed that Aegon used to be very good at shooting with a crossbow, and she was eager to give it a try.

"Aegon?"

"Yes my love?"

"Can you teach me to use a crossbow?"

His brow raised slightly at the request, he had not shot with a crossbow for years now and he was not sure that he would be able to teach the art and he told her as much.

"I am sure you remember, you just have to try it again and then it all will find it's way back to you" Her will to encourage him to shoot again made it quite hard for him to deny her, it was always hard for him to deny her enything.

"I can try it, but i cannot promise you eny impressive shots."

Her smile reached her ears when he agreed to it. Her smile was contagious, making him smile and feel Joy because of her happiness.

They kept talking before Alyssa heard her brother clear his throat to get their attention "Sister, shall you go with us?"

Was it already time to Split up?

"I belive she will be fine with me, nephiew" Aegon cut in before she could answer. Jace klicked his tounge before speaking in a playfull or rather teasing tone "Oh come on, Aegon. Is it not only fair that a brother can spend some time with his siter? You see her all the time and I don't."

They did not even notice Daeron riding up to them "Aegon, let them have their fun, I bet we will find a prey in less then an hour rather than yet another week."

She frowned at him after the insult that just had been thrown at her brothers. Jace rolled his eyes and Luke just seemed ready to leave. But she would rather take it as a challange rather than cause a fight. "Let's see about that, Daeron." she said, looking at him with a look that expressen the want of a Contest. "We Split up and the one's who can find and kill a prey and bring it to the camp wins."

Daeron opened his mouth to speak, surely an objection or another smart remark about her brothers.

"I belive that is a splendid idea" Aegon expressen, interupting Daeron before a fight would start. As much as he would like a little fight between him and his bastard Nephiews, it would be very sad for him if his wife refused to speak to him later because of it. "The one with the largest prey wins"

Daeron regretted even opening his mouth in the first place "Seriously?"

"Shut up, Daeron" Aemond hissed, just wanting to leave and get this over with.

"And what would one win in this?" Jace asked, earning everyone's attention.

"The honour, nephiew, the honour"

Alyssa gave her husband a challenging look "We will win no doubt"

"We will see, but you need to be careful, Aly" His eyes lowered to her belly, in a way of reminding her of the child that she was carrying. "I will be careful."

Alyssa got off her horse when they had ridden out into the woods where Jace was sure they would find a prey.

She patted the horse gently, a beautiful black mere that had been gifted to her from the king before Rhaegar had been born. A strange noise drew her attention away from the horse "Luke, what on earth are you doing?"