ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 | 𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃

07

"Good Morrow Cerys" 

Cerys, who was studying Targeryng history in the library was interrupted by her young nephew Joffery, Who seemed interested in the pages she was engrossed in. 

"Good Morrow Joffery" 

She gently closed the leather cover of the textbook and wrapped her arms around Joffery in a warm embrace. She cherished Joffery's presence as he was kind-natured, in opposition to his brothers's stubbornness. 

"How did you rest?" She asked, standing up from her chair and asking a servant to send the book to her chambers. 

"I slept well" 

He replied gleefully with a warm smile. Before being able to continue the conversation, a servant rushed into the room, breathless and wide-eye

Before they could continue their conversation, a servant rushed into the room, breathless and wide-eyed.

"My lady, an incident has occurred---in the training grounds."

Cerys bolted with a tight grip on Joffrey's hand through the halls of the red keep. Each servant and guard was bewildered as they saw the two in a hurry. Her heart pounded until they burst into the medical ward, spotting Jace lying on a bed, wincing as a maester tended to his arm.  

"Jace!" 

She cried, rushing to his side with Joffery alongside her. 

"What happened?!" 

She demanded, her eyes locked onto the maester as he meticulously stitched Jace's wound.

"I was training and injured myself" 

Jace confessed, wishing for his aunt to cease her worry.  

"How?!" 

Cerys questioned, her tone laced with concern. 

"I was sparring with a knight and was slashed" 

Jace explained, wincing slightly whilst Cerys sighed in disbelief, before leaning in closer to him. 

"Was it on..purpose?" 

she asked, her voice low, knowing their status as bastards wasn't welcomed or agreed upon by everyone in the Red Keep.

Jace shook his head, and a wave of relief washed over her. A potential conflict with the Greens was avoided. 

"It should heal in a week, my prince" 

the maester reassured, finishing his work and storing away his tools. 

"Thank you," Jace replied as the maester excused himself.

"One of these days you will give me a heart attack" 

Cerys scolded him whilst helping him to his feet. 

"My apologies for causing you such a fright" 

Jace apologized, expressing his regret. 

"it's alright, but this doesn't mean you're excused from your valerian practice" 

Cerys replied, a hint of a smile playing on her lips while Jace rolled his eyes. 

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"Nyke Prince Jacerys---Ighksan."

(I am Prince Jacerys) 

Jace struggled, anger laced in his tone as Cerys paced in the library. 

"Ik-san" 

She corrected him, separating the word into a syllable as Jace groaned in frustration.