The Death of War

Chapter 4

The 3 visitors meet Daemon, Rhaenyra and Aegon. Rhaenyra from the other world sees someone from her past. I hope you guys like it. 🥰

Daemon Targaryen had seen many things in his life, but seeing another version of himself, his wife, and his nephew was very strange. Once the petitions had ended he had ordered everyone out of the throne room, except for his daughter, good son, and the three people who had traveled from another world. He could see in their faces that they were also confused and not sure how they were supposed to act. Daemon stood up and walked down the steps slowly, not taking his eyes away from them. Once he stood near them he stopped and just stared, this was definitely weird.

"Even while the gods said the three of you would be coming, it is still strange to see someone else with my face." He tilted his head to the side. "But I guess, this must be even worse for you. After all, I am still in my world."

"They said we had to learn." His other self answered, not looking very pleased. "But their instructions were not very clear."

"They never are," Daemon said with a smile.

"Well, I can see that you all are very used to the gods appearing," Rhaenyra said as she looked around the throne room. "We have never seen them before they decided to send us here for no apparent reason."

"If there is one thing I have learned about the gods is that they always have a reason for the things they do." Daemon could see the sadness in Rhaenyra's eyes, it was deep, like nothing he had ever seen before. He did not comment on it, he was not sure if now was the best time to ask her about it, or if he was the right person to ask. "You might not understand it now, but I can assure you if you do as the gods ask you shall receive many blessings."

"Have you received many blessings?" His other self asked.

"Yes, I have." He crossed his arms behind his back, looking at the three people who were complete strangers and at the same time so familiar. "My path was not an easy one, as I imagine neither is yours. But most of the things that happened were my fault, my punishment for the mistakes I made. But I worked to make up for them, I listened to what the gods said, what they wanted and I was able to obtain my wife and daughter's forgiveness. I wed the woman I loved and had more children with her. We have been happy for years and I do not see why that should change."

"I imagine your hardships are not the same as ours." Rhaenyra's voice was not unkind but was not friendly either. "We do not have the luxury of peace and a happy life, at least not yet."

"That might be tr.." Daemon did not finish his sentence as the doors to the throne room opened and Aegon ran in.

"Papa." His son stopped in front of him, frowning at the other Daemon, Rhaenyra, and Aemond before looking back at him. "You promised you would spar with me after listening to the petitions."

"I did." Daemon smiled as he ran his hand over his son's silver curls and turned him towards the others. "Aegon, these are the people we said would be staying with us for a while. Daemon, Aemond, Rhaenyra, I would like you to meet my son Aegon."

"It is a pleasure." Aegon smiled as he bowed. "I hope your stay here is pleasant."

"Thank you, my prince," Rhaenyra said with a sad smile. Daemon saw the yearning in her eyes. "We are very happy to make your acquaintance."

"Thank you," Aegon would not be distracted from his mission, as he turned to look back at Daemon. "Come on, let us spar."

"Are you not supposed to be at your lessons?" Daemon raised an eyebrow as Aegon shifted on his feet.