M-A-M-A. G-I-R-L.
Mamas Girl.
Alicent Hightower loved all her children.
She did, and no one could deny that.
But she has and always will love her youngest daughter Aemma Targaryen just that little bit more.
Aemma didn't look or act like any of her...
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Having taken a slight moment to calm herself down and get some fresh air, Alicent stepped outside of Aegons chambers to stand out in the hallways of the royals quarters where there was an open draft.
That of course just being an excuse for her to exit the room for a moment, not being able to bear seeing her son like that for any longer as she awaited for Aemma to return.
Hearing footsteps Alicent looked back up from the ground to see Aemma approaching her as she got back from her chambers.
"Would you like to go light a candle?", Alicent asked Aemma, wanting to just escape the Keep for a bit and offering Aemma to come with her.
"Yes!", Aemma nodded enthusiastically, wanting to get out of the Keep as well, even if only for a moment, she just needed to breathe.
"I was thinking we could ask Helaena as well, I think it's could be good for us", Alicent then said, not wanting to leave the woman behind.
Aemma nodding in agreement as a small smile slipped onto her face as she linked arms with her mother, going in the direction of her room where she knew Helaena would be.
"Princess", Richaryd Thorne, a White Cloak called to Helaena in respect as he then stopped by the door on guard.
Rickaryd Thorne was a trusted White Cloak of the Kingsguard, him taking over Ser Cristons job of protecting Aemma and Alicent as Cole prepared to go on the march on Aemonds orders to Harrenhal.
Turning her head back Helaena caught sight of her mother and sister standing by the door to Aemmas chambers before she then faced back to her crickets.
"This one stopped singing", she told them with a frown on her face. "Isn't that strange?", she asked them confused, she herself not understanding why they'd stopped all of a sudden.
"It is", Aemma agreed, moving more into her room as she crouched next to Helaena who was studying the crickets with a small frown.
"I thought we might light a candle", Alicent then spoke from the door, letting Helaena know why they'd came. "For Aegon...and all our lost souls", she hesitated the last bit, knowing Aemmas heartache about Jaehaerys death was still very fresh.
"It'd be nice, just the three of us", Aemm tried to convince Helaena to accompany them with a small smile wanting her sister to join them.
Helaena didn't reply straight away as she leaned her chin onto the table as she stared at her crickets in their little dainty cages.
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Having gotten down to the Great Sept the three women were now kneeled on the ground as they lit their respective candles together.
