𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐋𝐋 | Aegon II Targaryen

¹²°129 AC: A SECRET THAT MUST BE KEPT

Daemerea sat on a chair in Helaena's chamber as the girl embroidered a spider on a piece of cloth.

Daemerea was embroidering as well, but she gave up after stabbing into her fingers a few times.

She still thought about the previous night and was trying to distract herself but to no avail.

A knock on the door made the two girls look up, ignoring their projects. "Enter," Helaena called, causing the door to open and reveal none other than Willem.

"Good Morrow, Princess... Lady Tyrell." Daemerea found it extremely odd that Willem was standing at the door. She didn't know why he was there, but she'd find out soon enough.

"Dae, may I talk to you for a moment?" Daemerea nodded, leaving her half-finished rose on the chair as she exited Helaena's chamber.

"Yes?" Daemerea questioned, only to see a frown on Willem's face. "Where were you last night?" Willem asked, causing Daemerea's eyes to widen.

"What?" She asked in disbelief, unable to figure out how he knew she was gone when he himself was nowhere to be found.

"Where were you?" He repeated, causing the girl to look down. "In my chamber, sleeping," Daemerea answered confidently.

"Before that." Willem clarified as a frown started to appear on Daemerea's face. "I went looking for you, and I couldn't find you..."

The pieces of the puzzle started coming together, leaving Daemerea even more confused. "You were there?" She asked, causing Willem's eyes to widen.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "You were in the whore house. That's why I couldn't find you. You were fucking another girl."

Willem became painfully aware of the fact that someone might be watching them, so he led Daemerea back to his chamber before closing the door.

Her face began to change as his cheeks began to turn red. "So I was right." Willem slowly nodded, causing the girl to look down.

"Dae, please. You can't blame me. I wanted to know what it was like..." He trailed off, allowing Daemerea to finish his sentence for him.

"You wanted to know what it was like with another girl." Daemerea began to feel even more sorrow as she realized she was no longer good enough for Willem.

Shit, she thought. If she was no longer good enough for him, she'd be doomed with Lord Tyrell for the rest of her life.

She'd prayed to the Gods several times in her life, wishing misfortune upon her husband, but the old cruel ones always live so long.

Some even outlive their young wives. Daemerea so desperately hoped that it would not be the case with her and Lord Tyrell.

"And... how was it?" She asked, feeling her breath hitch in her throat as she spoke. "Do you want me to be honest?"

A certain cruelty came about Daemerea when she was sad. It wasn't a conscious thing. It happened out of her control. "No... Of course, I want you to be fucking honest," She spoke, her voice harsh.

Willem knew she'd be mad, but not that mad.

"She was good... but nothing compared to you. When it's with someone you care for, nothing can compare to it."

Daemerea suddenly felt sick to her stomach, running to Willem's empty chamber pot and emptying the contents of her stomach inside.

Willem walked to her side, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Dae, I really am sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I'll never go again..."

Daemerea looked up, shaking her head. "No... I- I think this is something else."

Daemerea moved over to sit on the edge Willem's bed, sighing as she put her head in her hands.

She knew what was happening to her. She'd missed her bleeding. She was with child, and there was no question about it.

After a while of sitting on Willem's bed, Willem took Daemerea's hands and looked up at her.

"Are you alright?" The girl nodded as he let go of her hands and placed his hand on the small of her back.

"Shall I fetch a Maester?" Daemerea shook her head. "No. Under no circumstances are you to tell anyone about this."

Willem frowned as he looked into her eyes. "What if you're sick?" Daemerea let out a sigh.

"Will, I've missed my bleeding, and now this? I'm fairly certain I know what is going on."

A silence fell between the two as they sat there for a while, wondering what to do about the situation.

Willem feared for Daemerea's life, having experienced the loss of his mother at a young age due to childbed fever.

Daemerea feared two things. She feared that the child might be a bastard, mirroring her cousin Rhaenyra's children with its blatancy, and she feared that the child might actually be her husband's.

Either way, she couldn't let anyone but Willem know about the child.

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Aegon walked through the hall, sober for once in his life as he searched for Daemerea. He had to talk to her about the previous night. He had to.

He wasn't going to tell her that whatever had happened should never happen again. No. He wanted more.

Ever since the day they spoke in Driftmark, he found her occupying his thoughts more than he would've liked, and that feeling had been amplified when she arrived in King's Landing more than two moons ago.

Seeing her chamber door open made him frown. Her chamber door was never open.

He peeked inside, spotting no one. He wondered where she would've gone, but his question would be answered before he even knew it.

The very girl he'd come looking for rushed down the hall and towards her chamber, looking down at the floor with an odd expression on her face.

She looked terrified.

It was only when she looked up that she saw Aegon, stopping in her tracks as the boy looked at her.

"Aegon?" She asked, trying to sound normal. "What are you doing here?" Suddenly, Aegon felt all the confidence he had disappear into nothingness.

"Uh, Helaena was looking for you. Something about embroidery." Aegon lied. He knew Helaena liked to embroider, and figured that Daemerea did too. Luckily for him, the distraction managed to work.

"Oh, I haven't finished..." She said, her voice quiet. "Was there anything else?" She asked, her brows raised in a questioning way.

Aegon shook his head before walking off, wishing he'd said more.

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A/N- I'm very delusional when it comes to Aegon, but anyway, I'm writing a new Ser Criston/OCXOC fic that I've been working on, but I'll try to update this as soon as I can.

Also (shameless plug) I made a cover for Bronze Beauty (a Daemon Targaryen fic) that I think is the greatest thing I've ever done ~D