The White Dragon ----- Harwin Strong x Targaryen!Reader

XII. Harrenhal

Summary: The Stranger took two members of your family, and what you were trying so hard to prevent slipped right through your fingers

Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader

Warnings: death, cursing, incest, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, violence, minors violence, blood, use of a knife, you know the drill + 18, MINORS DNI

Harwin had not shed a single tear since you learned about his father's passing. you tried to comfort him, caressing his thick arm as you both kept watch by Lyonel's body as the silent sisters roamed about with incense. You looked down to find Aemma's small face hidden in your lap. Your two sons were by yours and Harwin's side. Rhaegar had his nose red and his eyes teary, his face resting on your shoulder, but Maekar, as his father, had not shown his true emotions sitting right by his side.

Now you couldn't just focus on Harwin, you had your children and they loved their grandsire, as he loved them. Your entire family was shaken by grief

But you couldn't help but wonder

Was Lyonel the first casualty of this cruel game? The maesters and silent sisters hadn't noticed anything strange, but he was fine yesterday, they said that his heart must have given out, but... why?

But saying that he was poisoned or slain was another thing entirely, that was a horrible accusation that could shake the entire Keep

"Mommy, I don't want grandfather to be gone", Aemma concluded, her face surfaced from your lap. Harwin grabbed her gently and hugged her tightly against his chest.

"I love you papa, don't ever leave me", she cried, cuddling against his neck, and Harwin smiled

"I will never leave you my dragonling", he whispered in her ear. Rhaegar searched for your arm and squeezed, tears falling down his eyes, so you hugged him tightly to your side

"Don't be sad my babies", you muttered, "one day we shall meet your grandfather again, and you will be able to tell him all the adventures you lived while he was gone", Rhaegar just nodded against you. with a small smile

Harwin kissed the side of your face as a silent thank you.

With your family torn in grief and dressed in all black outfits, you were invited to a dinner at the Queen's hall, a huge table with all of you together, Rhaenyra, Laenor, Jace and Luke, your Father, the Queen, Aegon, Helaena and Aemond, and now you with Harwin, and your three children, and also, Larys was invited.

His demeanor was strange to you, he had not shed a single tear or shown grief on his face, only a shy smile as he looked at everyone seated at the table. But specially at the Queen, her small eyes were just perched on the Queen, and Alicent did everything to ignore him

Why?

Your thoughts were interrupted by your father, that stood up from the table with his cup lifted

"To Lord Lyonel Strong", he raised his cup as everyone on the table, "the best hand of the King, a faithful friend, and an loyal ally, with uninterested counsel", he claimed, "a great father and grandsire to my grandchildren"

"To Lord Lyonel Strong" everyone cheered, and Harwin drew a small smile as he drank his wine.

You had never been more saddened to return home, but you must. Lyonel's last wish was for his remains to rest in his home in Harrenhal.

It was going to be a short journey, with the rest of his family in a slow caravan with Lyonel's remains. And a few short ceremonies. You were happy to return home, but sad at the thought that you will not remain there.