𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧//𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐈𝐈. 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

"Its been dealt with my daughter" Daemon muttered as he watched his daughter lift her head up and look at him "I have spoken with Rhaenyra and we both have agreed that you will stay here on dragonstone, with your family"

"What of him" Alaesa whispered "What did you do with him"

"As I've said Alaesa, hes been dealt with"

"Not my husband, the boy"

Daemon sighs realising who is daughter was speaking of "He is our blood, no matter whos cock gave you him"

She shakes her head "Father"

"Aerion will be raised here with Aegon and Viserys"

She looks away as she walks around the room "You said my marriage would be a political one"

"Alaesa its been dealt with, he will no longer be a problem to you or my grandson"

"Rhaenyra was born to be a mother"

"We will speak of this again when you are in a better state"

She nods as she watches her father walk for the doors "Father, What did you even do with my husband"

Daemon stops just as he reaches the door and sighs at her question "You'd have to ask the dragons"

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Alaesa had taken not on the fact that the dowager queen had no guards stationed outside her chambers nor had the dowager queen locked them after their talk. Alaesa knew she could easily walk around the hall but escaping the greens was another thing.

The tunnels her father had told her about seemed to have vanished or at least there was none in the room she had been kept in. She was sure of that, she had checked every fucking wall and even the fireplace. Then when she found out about her cousin's death she double checked. She wanted to return to Dragonstone so fucking bad.

She should have just went with her father the night they left. She had only stayed behind to make sure her uncle and king was well. Something Rhaenyra had asked her to do.

Even if she did get out of the castle she would have to somehow reach her dragon pit but at the same time she didn't know what had happened to her dragon. But she did have one goal and one goal only.

Find her dragon and get to her father. Once she was with her family again, she would make a plan and get the throne back for her stepmother.

For now she would remain within the walls of kingslanding castle, but she wouldn't remain within the room she had been kept in.

Alicent Hightower had left them unlocked and had left the whole floor unguarded.

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Daemon watched from afar as his daughter chased after the young boy who wouldn't settle down.

"Baela"

When he finally spoke up his daughter's attention left the young boys and went onto her fathers.

"Father" She greets him "Whatever it is, it must wait. He keeps asking for her"

"Your sister will be home by the morrow"

"Ho-how do you know that"

Daemons eyes go back onto the young boy, he had given the two men instructions to find his daughter and bring him Aemonds head. If they didn't find Aemond any fucking Hightower son would do.

"Aerion" Daemon muttered as his grandson stopped playing and looked up at him "Come with me"

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Alaesa had no idea where she was going or what she would do if she did pass someone. She had only ever been in kings-landing once and she hadn't yet left.

She had grown up in pentos with her father and two younger sisters. Then after Laenas death she was married off to some lord who had been gone for some time now.

She could hardly remember much of her late husband; all he had left her was their son. Something she didn't even want in the first place and yet she had grown to love and protect the boy. Just as her father protected her.

She could never see herself marrying anyone again let alone falling in love. She had all she needed and if she had to she would die a dragon rider's death.

Alaesa stopped walking when she heard the sounds of someone else's footsteps. She was about to hide behind a wall but stopped when her eyes landed on what seemed to look like a rat catcher.

She made no movements as the man turned and looked at her.

"Just doing my job, my lady" The man muttered not paying attention to who she was and just hoping he wouldn't be caught.

Alaesa remained quiet as her eyes went onto what the man was holding.

The man quickly left and She didn't even wait before she rushed down the stairs. She had no idea where to go but it would seem the greens were not as protected as they seemed. Whatever the man had in his hand was no fucking rat.

Just as she got to the bottom of the stairs she felt herself bump into someone she let out a gasp as she looked at the person.

"Ser Cole" She gasped again as he let go of her and stepped back. It was as if he couldn't care less about her walking around when she was suppose to be locked away in her rooms

"Alaesa, have you seen anyone"

She nods "A rat catcher"

She watched as Criston ran up the stairs with only a sword and no armour.

That night Daemon Targaryen had sat with his grandson teaching him there houses history as another son was murdered in his own bed. 

That next morning Alaesa would be questioned and after that she would be allowed to do as she pleased if she remained in the walls of kings landing.

As the false king couldn't care less about what his cousin did. Instead he'd go after the ratcatchers

An- Alaesa is about to make a whole new escape plan, also I hope you all are enjoying her and her backstory