The House of the Undying : Maeleys The Mad

Chapter 12: .*Truly Yours*.

Sleep.

Sleeping was the only way Maeleys could escape reality. She could hide in her dreams.. hide away from the fact that she now have to live without her mother in her life, or the fact that her brother isn't the brother she always wished she had. Even the fact that in the future, the lords that bowed before her in her father's name may not keep their word.

Sleeping.

Sleeping wasn't a permanent solution.. but it always seemed to work. Until she woke up from it.

*Maeleys POV*

All I saw was darkness, of course it was all I saw. My eyes were closed shut. Until I saw light beaming through.. and a familiar voice.

"Wake up!" Aunt Daena said while opening the curtains.

"Daena..?" I say with sleep in my voice. 

"Yes darling! It's me, your... third favorite person." She laughed while running over to hug me

"Oh my god!" I express "Where have you been?" I look at her

"Well.. after my sister's funeral I had things to take care of, which included me going to Essos and Meeren."

"Why Meeren?" I questioned.

"One day you'll figure it out.. but I heard you killed my uncle. Old Bastard, Aegor." she laughed. "People are now singing triumphs of your victory." she stated while playing into my hair.

"Yeah.. he deserved it." I say timidly.

"Indeed he did love." 

Daena sits up from my bed and walks around my room, thinking and pacing. "Who is this so called healer "Marzanna?" she questioned.

"Marzanna? Uhm.. she isn't really a healer. Just a simple bastard from Oldtown."

"Right.. her and your brother seems to get on... well? I suppose." She snickered.

"I guess.." I remove the covers from my legs, walking towards the clothes I would be wearing. "She comes from Harrenhall."

"Right.. Harrenhall." Daena sits down on a bench, "Nevertheless, she seems interesting.. what. about Cyrelle? How is she?" Daena picks at her fingers while waiting for me.

"She's alright!" I throw my dress on "I'm suppose to meet her actually in the library." 

"Still no dragon?" She asked.

I come from around the closet, looking at her "No.. but I think I may have found one." 

She looks up at me all confused, "Found one? We have a bunch of claimable dragons here and on dragon stone. What do you mean you "found one?" 

"He's a uhm.. wild dragon."

"No." She says with haste

"What do you mean no?"

"I know what you're thinking about doing.. wild dragons are vicious creatures."

"And the one's we ride on a daily are not?" I expressed. "Cannibal is just another dragon like the rest."

"CANNIBAL!?" She shouted. "No, no, no! You're NOT doing that." 

"Yes.. I am. I didn't have a chance to do it last night, but I will soon. What kind of heir would I be without a dragon, Daena?"

"You would just be an heir without a dragon. Simple." She shrugged.

I scoffed at her. Grabbing my coat, I head out the door with her following me.