Chapter Eighteen

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I ran to my mother's room, forcing her doors open and throwing myself into her arms as she stared at me confused. I let out such a heartbreaking sob as my mother wrapped her arms around me. " Visenya, what has happened?". " He hurt me again mother, he put a knife to my neck. Daemon was going to watch him rape me again to see if I was lying.". " I will deal with Daemon, my sweet girl.". " Dont leave me," I cried into my mother's neck. " Visenya," Mother kissed my head. " You know I would never leave you.".

I sat with my mother for a while, and her fingers ran through my hair in a calming manner, holding me to her as I let myself cry out. " Take Elina and have some lunch in the sun. I will make sure Ser  Criston is with you. I shall speak to Rhaenyra and Daemon. If you wish to forfit from the marriage from Jacaerys, tell me now.". " I don't know," I cried. " I don't know what to do.". " Shhh, it's alright. I will handle this. You go to your chambers and change, and Ser Criston will be by your side from dusk till dawn until we have this mess sorted.".

I walked quickly from mother's room to mine, throwing my arms around Elina when I found her hanging up my dresses. Mother had informed her of what happened, and Elina stuck by my side the whole day. She stood straight behind me as I sat in the sun, Ser Criston standing guard a few feet away.

I gave people who walked past a small smile as they bowed their heads to me as they walked by. " Princess, you do not need to acknowledge the people in this condition.". " I can't be rude. They don't know what has happened. I won't take my feelings out on them.". " The princess wishes to be alone.". Ser Criston snapped as he pushed someone back from entering the small seating area I inhabited.

" Please, Ser Criston, I need to speak to Visenya.". I turned my head in surprise, " Jacaerys?" I asked, " Elina let Jacaerys through.". " Of course, Princess.". Elina bowed before walking towards Ser Criston. " Princess Visenya wishes to see Prince Jacaerys. Let him through.". I turned my head as they walked to my side. Jacaerys fell to his knees as he grabbed my hands.

I stared down at him in shock, looking at Elina, who in turn gave me the same look. " Visenya, I am here to apologise for what my father has done. He had no right to put you in a situation like that, and I am truly sorry I was not there by your side to stop this mess from happening.". " Jace -" " No, what Daemon has done is unforgivable, and I have a deep shame in my heart for him.". Jace stood to his feet, his dark eyes never leaving my lilac eyes.

" I agreed to go along with his plan so that he would not cancel the wedding. But when your mother came to my parents' chambers and told us what Daemon did, I felt ill. I can never express how sorry I am to you, Visenya. I am truly upset that you wish to call off the wedding, but I have no defence. Daemon was out of line, and I understand completely why you wish to stay as far from him as possible.". " Mother said I wanted to call it off?" " Isn't that what you want?".

" I told her I didn't know what to do. I still don't. I was hurt so much today, Jacaerys. I turned to Daemon for help because I thought he could protect me, but he threw me straight back into the fire. How am I meant to live on Dragonstone with him if I can't trust him not to hurt me?". Jace took my hand gently in his " Because I will be by your side in Dragonstone. I shall not leave you alone for a moment with him. I will protect you, and if I need to, I shall put Daemon in his place.".

I stared at Jace in surprise. Why is he willing to stand up to Daemon for me? " Daemon is your father.". " By marriage, I will not allow him to make my bride feel unsafe.". I looked at Jacaerys in confusion as he took both my hands and got down on one knee. " Visenya, I will do everything I possibly can in my power to make you feel safe and loved under my protection and my name. Will you please continue to take me as your husband?". My eyes widened as did Elina and Ser Criston's.

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