HANDS TURNING LOOM...
SPOOL OF GREEN, SPOOL OF BLACK...
DRAGONS OF FLESH WEAVING DRAGONS OF THREAD...
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She grew out of control, like an untreated wound. She had Aegon right in her hands, her serpent like hold tightening on him, choking him...
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"THE BAD MEN! THEY⎯THEY⎯THEY TOOK HER!"
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Instantly softening up at the heartbreaking sobs, she rubs Jaehaera's back soothingly, letting her cling onto her and sob into her shoulder. She did not have it in her heart to force Jaehaera to pull away from her. It was just heartbreaking. Shifting her eyes from Jaehaera onto Ermo, he stood there a little awkwardly, an unsure look on his face. Not really sure what to say to him, she slowly stands up, Jaehaera clinging onto her like a little puppy.
Slowly standing up to her feet, a hint of a smile tugs at her lips as Jaehaera wraps her tiny arms and legs around her. If Jaehaera hadn't been crying, this could have been heartwarming. But, her focus right now is to comfort the little girl. Bouncing the young girl on her hip, she didn't know whether or not she should comfort Jaehaera some more or speak to Ermo in finding where one of her parents were.
"Um, Jaehaera, is it? Your Mother is well, she was at dinner with me and the rest of your family, my sweet girl. She is alright." Roselyn softly reassures, trying to get her to stop crying.
"She⎯She⎯She is?" Jaehaera hiccups, her bottom lip trembling.
"Mmm-hmm, she is. All is well, I assure you." She coos, wiping away the tears in her eyes. "Now, do you know where her chambers are, my sweet girl? I can escort you there."
"No."
"That is alright, no need for tears." Roselyn asks, "Do you know where your Father's chambers are, my sweet girl? Or mayhaps, where are your grandmother's bedchambers?"
Watching Jaehaera's reaction carefully to see if she remembered anything, she could see the cogs in her head working overtime, trying to remember where her parent's bedchambers were. Wiping away the last of the tears streaming down her cheeks, she bounces her back and forth on her hip, Jaehaera resting her head on her shoulder. Humming deep in thought, she doesn't notice as Jaehaera plays with her necklace, her gaze shifting onto Ermo.
"Alright, they would be near Maegor's holdfast, no? The royal apartments?" Roselyn asks, "Right?"
"Yes, just a little further away from your chambers." Ermo nods.
"Then shall we walk there until we find one of them?" She asks, "Surely, we can find someone there? A handmaiden or one of her parents?"
"We should. But, I do not know if the King has relocated the royal chambers to somewhere more secure after the.." He pauses, carefully picking his words. "Um, the incident, from a fortnight ago."
Softly nodding her head at his explanation, she chews on the inside of her cheek, Jaehaera now calm and sniffling every once in a while. Nodding her head for him to walk ahead of her, she slowly walks down the hall, her shoes clicking against the marble. Whispering soft words into her ear, she rocks the Jaehaera back and forth in her arms, wanting to comfort the young girl. After all the horror she had endured, the attack of Blood and Cheese and the aftermath of it, at such a young age nonetheless. She deserved gentle reassurance and peace.
