Dead.... Viserys was dead.
Daemon looked at Rhaenys and then at Lucenys, both devastated.
Daemon begins to question his cousin, searching for answers.
"I'll need moon tea," Lucenys said, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "I'm sorry for being a stain on this family. I'm no longer..." she couldn't finish the sentence.
Daemon watched his daughter, sweet Lucenys cry silently.
Rhaenyra looked at Rhaenys, Daemon looked at Rhaenys.
"Aemond raped Lucenys," Rhaenys said the fearsome phrase. Rhaenyra doubled over in pain, Lucenys approached her as she said "Mommy", she held her and Rhaenyra saw blood on her fingers.
"The baby is coming," Rhaenyra said in tears.
──── ∗ ⋅✧⋅ ∗ ────
Dragonstone became chaos.
Rhaena didn't know where to go, but something told her to go with Lucenys.
When she arrived at her room she saw how she was holding her maid's cloak at the edge of the fireplace fire, all her months of work were consumed by the fire.
"Nys!" Rhaena ran to her side and pulled her away from the fire, pulling at her cloak, but Lucenys pulled the cloak harder toward the fireplace where it was engulfed in flames.
"Let it burn!" she screamed as she fell to the floor on her knees and palms, watching her cloak turn to ash. "That cape is nothing but a disgusting lie!"
She stared at the fire, as the fabric gave off a burning smell and the beautiful maiden cloak was nothing but ashes.
"Your mother needs you, Lucenys."
She got up as best she could at the same time that Maester Gerardys entered the room with a cup. Lucenys took a sip of tea and ran out of the room.
──── ∗ ⋅✧⋅ ∗ ────
The bed is a woman's battlefield, Aemma Arryn once said.
Lucenys witnessed her mother emitting war cries as she sweated and paced around the room.
"We shouldn't have left you in King's Landing," she told him, looking at her. "Forgive me my girl, forgive me."
"Mommy, please," Lucenys sobbed to her mother, she had never seen her like this. "Please, she let us help you."
Mother let out another scream as she leaned on her knees, her hands went up her nightgown, a lot of fountain water fell to the floor and then a baby, with the cord wrapped around her neck. Lucenys sobbed and watched as her mother cradled the baby, Visenya, to her chest as she rocked back and forth.
She held the baby herself while the maids helped her mother, she wiped a cloth over her small body. She sang a song in Valyrian as she wept silently.
When the silent sisters arrived, her mother was in charge of preparing Visenya's body, swallowing the pain.
When the body was ready, Lucenys cleaned her mother, helped her change her blood-stained nightgown, they looked at each other.
"My pearl," she caressed Lucenys' cheek. "What you had to suffer at King's Landing. I had to take you with me. You are not a stain on this family. My Lucenys, my daughter. I will do anything to protect you."
Lucenys said nothing, only kissed the cold hands of her beloved mother.
──── ∗ ⋅✧⋅ ∗ ────
YOU ARE READING
Eternal Eternity [Cregan Stark] Original story by @alynivelo
Historical Fictionoriginal story by @alynivelo Princess Lucenys Velaryon was destined to be the wife of Prince Aemond Targaryen by order of her grandfather. But the princess was afraid of her fiancé, and knew that her life would be plagued with misery if this marriag...