Aemond One Eyed Targaryen and Elaena Velaryon had always had a soft spot for one another from growing up in the halls of Kings Landing, to soaring through the skies of Westeros.
It isn't until Elaena shares a late night flight on dragonback with th...
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𝓐𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓮𝓷 Wake up.
My mind willed me.
Move.
My body tasked my mind.
You must find her.
I refused to make our children orphans.
My heart, finally being what compels me up from beneath the rubble.
Everything ached and my ribs cried out in pain, forcing me back down at first but I grit my teeth, fighting through it to push off the large stones that trapped the lower half of my body.
"ELAENA!" I yell, but my voice doesn't travel far, for I'm enclosed in rock, surrounded by obstacles between us.
There was no telling how long I'd been out but my gut twisted in knowing unease.
A fog clouded my mind and though I told my body to move I had little to no strength. We'd no rest, no food in over a day.
And if I were this weak, Elaena would be feeling the same deficiency.
With every passing moment, images of Elaena in pain and alone seared into the forefront of my mind. Countless possibilities raced through my thoughts, and I knew something was gravely wrong.
I mutter curses under my breath and use what little adrenaline I have left to seek out my wife.
Gods willing she hadn't wandered off too far.
Heaving rocks out of my path I wiggle my legs out one at a time but one of my ankles won't budge.
"Seven hells," I growl.
I don't have time for this.
I inhale deeply and dig my elbows back into the soil. With one final pull on my leg, I manage to break free but not without consequence.
My ragged voice rips from my throat in agony as warm blood seeps down my leg, but gritting my teeth through the blinding pain I manage to escape by crawling out from under the debris.
Once I get to my feet I don't stop in hopes the voices won't have a chance to darken my thoughts.
I would find her.
I would find her.
I would find her.
Most dark hallways are blocked and I'm worried we'll be trapped here in this tomb if I don't find her soon, starving to death before anyone can reach us to help.
"ELAENA!" I yell again, moving down any open path that might take me to her.
Out of sorts, I wipe the hot sweat from my brow beginning to panic when she doesn't call back for me as she had before I'd been knocked out.
