𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒

𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝

On the morrow, Otto Hightower who was the hand of Queen Rhaenyra, until he built his master plan of usurping her daughter, did exactly what he intended to, on that morning he was on his way to make reason with Queen Aelora. Otto and Alicent set sail to Dragonstone to confront the new Queen on her allegations to the Queen Mother.

The winds were harsh and the waves were high, Otto became nervous, he knew that Aelora wasn't like Rhaenyra, she had some fight in her just like her father Daemon, and with both of them together it wasn't going to a pleasant conversation. Alicent on the other hand wanted answers, she wanted to know why Aelora would threaten her? all because she was the heir to the throne, Alicent had no idea what the reason was behind it.

Aelora was in the black council with her family, she was finishing writing letters to the rest of the houses for more allies. The Queen missed her mother dearly, she also missed Aemond, she missed the people who made her happy, she often thought about how Rhaenyra would cope in her position and what her mother would do in these situations, however, she also wondered if Aemond missed her too, she missed seeing his pale scared face with his silky white hair, and that beautiful gem underneath that dark heart. Abruptly, Sir Erryk came into the black council room, Aelora immediately looked up at the shocked knight.

"Your Grace? A ship has pulled up to the harbour."

Aelora was confused, she wondered if it was one of the other houses coming to bend the knee to her claim, her father on the other hand seemed agitated at this news, Daemon wasn't stupid he knew if any of the other houses were to come to Dragonstone they would've sent a raven to let them know that they were coming. Daemon stormed out of the council room, taking dark sister with him he then took his men and marched on the walls of Dragonstone, to Daemons predictions he was right, it was the Greens.

Daemon leant against the wall doing sword tricks with dark sister, Otto and Alicent walked up to him keeping at least a ten metre distance, they weren't stupid either to get that close to Daemon.

Back in Kinglanding, Aemond was becoming restless, he couldn't rest knowing his mother was going to Dragonstone, despite her being with Otto, Aemond knew Daemon would destroy the both of them in seconds. Helaena tried her best to comfort her brother, he was sitting in the chair near the fire place, Aemond found comfort sitting in this chair, being close to the flames reminded him of Aelora, her warmth was within the fire.

Helaena gently braided her brother's hair, trying to make his leg stop shaking up and down from nerves.

"Aemond? Mother will be okay I promise." She spoke softly.

"You don't know that dear sister." He bluntly spoke.

Helaena sighed and carried on braiding his soft sleek hair.

"I'm going after them."

Aemond shot up from the chair and grabbed his black trench coat and his own sword.

"Aemond? No? It's too dangerous!"

"Helaena! I cannot live with myself right now!.....knowing what I've done to Aelora, letting her grieve alone in this way and our grandfather manipulating me and trying to force a fucking crown that I don't even desire anymore! I need to see Aelora's face again.....I need.....I need to tell her I love her and that she deserves that throne more than anyone....."

His sister smiled with relief, she helped him put on his coat and adjust his sword to his satchel.

"You go and get your Queen back" she smiles.

"I will not fail her this time."

Aemond stormed out of the room, he went outside it was a beautiful sunset, the sky was pink and purple with a tinge of orange, it reminded him of the night him and Aelora went flying together for the first time, the Prince was determined to put an end to this catastrophe his grandfather started.