(SLOW UPDATES) HOTD - | RAGE OF THE DRAGON | (Rhaenyra Targaryen x Male OC)

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-• | THE BURNING MILL | •-

Moments after a shocking loss to House Black, Ragnar instructs to have the twins' body's removed from his and his wife's chambers. Ragnar requests the floor and scene be cleaned and scrubbed.

He tells the other nights and handmaidens to check on the rest of their children and family.

He stands with his sword still in hand and his left hand behind him, gripping Rhaenyra's waist, keeping her close to him. He hands grip the back of his shirt tightly before they relax and wrap around his torso.

Ragnar turns around and sheaths his sword before placing his hands on the Queen's cheeks. He looks at her, examining her to ensure she's not injured not that the threat is gone.

The Queen is safe.

Ragnar sighs in relief before tilting his head downward and pressing his forehead to her's.

RAGNAR: "Are you alright, my love?"

Rhaenyra doesn't say anything but she just nods.

Ragnar pulls his forehead away and hugs the Queen tightly as the knights, maesters and handmaidens clean up the mess in their chambers.

Once the cleaning is done and the castle is made safe again, Ragnar and Rhaenyra are left alone in their room.

Ragnar leaves Rhaenyra sitting on their bed, see held his hand tightly before he persuaded her to let go.

He starts to fill a warm bath in their bathroom before walking back to their room.

The King takes Rhaenrya's hands and tries to help her up but she doesn't budge, she just stares at the ground blankly at the spot where Ser Erryk died in front of her.

Ragnar snakes his arms around her body and picks her up and carries her to the filled bathtub.

Rhaenrya hooks her arms around his neck before lowering her to rest on the edge of the bathtub.

Once the Queen sits down, Ragnar gently begins to remove her clothing. Rhaenrya stares up at her husband with deep affection.

Ragnar slides her dress off her shoulders and down her body before planting a kiss on one of her bare shoulders.

RAGNAR: "Let's get you in." he says softly to himself as he lifts Rhaenrya up again and lowers her down into the warm water.

Rhaenyra hums in comfort before titling her head backwards to rest of the side of the bathtub. Ragnar stands up, his wrist is caught by Rhaenrya.

RAGNAR: "It's alright, my love. I'm getting a towel for the back of your head."

He is let go. He walks to the counter to grab a towel before rolling it up and placing it behind Rhaenrya's head for support.

Rhaenrya holds out her hand, Ragnar smiles softly before taking her hand into his. She squeezes his.

RHAENYRA: "Will you join your wife?" she asks sweetly.