TW- blood and gore are detailed in this chapter
Hela was on her fourth drink of the night she was standing beside Aegon hood still up to hide her blonde hair
"Hela try this one" Aegon says handing her another cup of wine
Hela takes a sip of it making her widen at the taste
"I know sweet isn't it" Aegon says turning back to the table
Hela turns back to see the other tables to see what the other merchants have to sell
her eyes lock on a gorgeous sword
she couldn't help but walk forward to see it closer
"beauty isn't she" the merchant says making Hela nod while she glides her finger tips down the length of the sword
"it will cost you though" He says making Hela nod
she goes to reach for her money pouch
"unless you wish to trade something for it" The man says making Hela stop reaching for it
Hela looks up at him seeing her looking her up and down with a smirk
Hela rolls her eyes about to walk away but she stops getting an idea
Hela takes her dagger out and reaches her hand under her hood pulls a strand of her hair from underneath the rest then cuts it off
she holds her hair out the man who looks at her shocked
the merchant gently takes the hair as if it's the most precious thing in the kingdom
Hela picks up the sword and it's sheath already knowing her hair will be enough
she attaches the sheath to her belt then puts the sword in it
Hela looks up excepting Aegon to be exactly where she left him except he is not
he's gone
Hela stands up on the tips of her toes hoping to a splash of blonde in the sea of people
but she does not which make her heart drop to her feet
Hela walks forward looking for him hoping she will catch a glimpse of him
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Hela has been walking around hoping to see Aegon
but someone grabbing her wrist and pulls her into the alley way
they put there hand on her mouth and hold her hands behind her back
she struggles against their hold but can not break free
her hood was ripped from her head
"oh well aren't you a beauty" the man in front of her says
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at first she thinks he is talking about her but her looking at her hair running a finger in it
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The Voiceless Targaryen
FanfictionThe Voiceless Targaryen, when she was just a babe she wouldn't cry or even laugh but she was healthy, so she speaks with her actions because she never spoke with her words
