"Your Grace." Jace and Vaera approached, Jace stepped forward holding back his pain. "Lady Jeyne Arryn has pledged her support in exchange for a dragon to guard the Vale. And Lord Cregan Stark... has promised 2,000 men..." His breath shook as Rhaenyra moved to him wrapping her arms around him.
"I'm so sorry rhaenyra." Vaera added, Rhaenyra reached out hugging her to. Vaera couldnt believe Aemond possible of such things.
Vaera searched the castle for her father but couldnt find him. She went to check on Joffrey when she saw him coming out of the cells.
"Daddy." Vaera said, Daemon turned to her.
"Oh my sweet girl." Daemon declared moving to her. She held him tight.
"I cant believe hes dead," Vaera whimpered into him.
"We will avenge him my darling girl." Daemon assured.
"Can you talk to mother? End this fued between you two?"
"Has she sided with Aegon?" Daemon demanded.
"No. Nothing like that." Vaera assured
"But she hasnt sided with us." Daemon realized.
"Well.... No."
"But your betrothed did? Did i hear jace correctly?"
"Yes."
"And have you married him already?" Daemon demanded.
"No." Vaera assured. But davina didnt want daemon ruining a haply day. Vaera countered that it was her day and she wanted her father when that day came.
"Alyrie Florent." Alicent whispered lighting a candle. "Viserys Targaryen." She said softly lighting another. Hesitating she stared at a third candle for the dead. "Lucerys Velaryon." Maeve stared back at her before joining her. Alicents breath hitched.
"He was my brother. I feel trapped here. I am not allowed to grieve him." Maeve remarked softly.
"Maeve-"
"Your grace." Maeve corrected. "Its your grave now. Im the queen. You are what? The dowager queen? Queen mother?" Maeve hissed
"Maeve darling girl you must know-"
"I have to forgive Aemond because i have loved him for what feels like a million years." Maeve assured. "It was you that took aegon down this path. You and otto. And i can not forgive you-"
"Viserys last wish-"
"Say it all you want. Tis my mothers crown. Her seat that aegons sits. If your father wasnt so power hungry none of this would have happened. My brother would be alive. We would be safe."
"Your mother would have killed my boys-"
"If you honestly think that then you know nothing of my mother." Maeve corrected. "She would have shown mercy. Because i would have asked her to. Now its too late for mercy."
The ceremony was small just family. As they placed their sacrifices to Lukes burning body. Tears in their eyes, there was something about the way the eerie wind blew and the fire crackled, it seemed like the beginning of a true war. A silent battle cry for revenge. Vaera leaned into daemon before he excused himself and vaera moved to jace and joffrey wrapping an arm around them.
Vaera watched her father head to the shores. He pulled his hood up high and got onto a blat. Vaeras eyes narrowed on him curiously. Daemon was going to sail up the shores of kings landing, breech the gates. He was ready to avenge Luke.
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Daemon gave a little whistle from the gates.
"A tribute." Daemon offered as the guard approached. The coins jingled in the pouch.
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