••••Chapter 08. : Carrot cakes
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••••"Oops, Aemm! Sorry, my little love. We had just a bit of dancing and drinking," Mumbled Aemma's father Ser Laenor, as he was drunk beyond the words.
"Shh, don't tell your mother," He added with small laugh.
"Hello, father. Hello, Ser Qarl," Greeted them both Aemma, with small smile on her face. Finding her father's state kinda funny.
"Your secret is safe with me," She added quickly. And before Aemma knew, she was pulled into a tight hug from her father and chuckle from his lover.
"My sweet sugar dragon, what are you doing in this wing if the Keep?" Wanted to know Laenor, realizing that Aemma should not be there.
"There was an accident. In the courtyard. Ser Harwin attacked Set Criston," Explained Aemma to her father.
"Still don't like Strong?" Asked her Ser Qarl with small chuckle.
"Absolutely nah," Shook her head Aemma.
"Tell me what happened," Wanted to know Laenor.
Although he had rocky relationship with Ser Criston and long time ago he forgave him that he had his wife before she was married. And even that what had happened during his wedding feast and that he killed his first love Ser Joffrey. He knew that Set Criston would always protect his daughter, and that was important for him.
"Aegon was sparing with Jacaerys. Aegon was winning and suddenly, Strong jumped between them pushing Aegon. So, Ser Criston did what is his duty to protect prince. And before we knew, Srr Criston was on the ground and Harwin was punching him. It was terrible," Mumbled out Aemma, shocking her father.
"I will speak about it with your mother," Told her Laenor, pressing a soft kiss onto her forehead, and then he added, "Now, go back to your chambers."
"Thank you, father," Smiled Aemma, kissing her father's cheek, before rushing away from him and Ser Qarl.
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"War is afoot again in the Stepstones, Rhaenyra. The Triarchy takes new life from its alliance with Dorne. They're waylaying ships and cargo. Qarl has been fighting there. He showed me a..." Explained Laenor to his wife with excitement in his tone of voice.
"He showed me a sack of sapphires big as walnuts he took from the pirate he slew. I'm having one made into a necklace for Aemma. I think she will like it. She likes blue. It is so big the man asked if I wanted," Trailed off Laenor as he saw rude glare on Rhaenyra's face.
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The Red Queen | House of the Dragon
Historical FictionWhite haired girl. White haired boy. Two people who never should fall in love. Love. Hate. Passion.