I've gotton dressed and cleaned up, pulling myself out of my shock, I get back to work. There's a white cloak that needs to be punished.
I walk into the dungeon with Larys Strong, carrying 'tools'. I drop them onto the table not even looking at the white cloak.
"I was, I was hired by Daemon Targaryen. He paid us. Half now, half when the job is done." He immediately tells us. I allow myfingers to gaze over the tools.
"Who is "us"?" Larys asks.
" A-A ratcatcher."He speaks and I close my eyes.
"Im scared."
"Of what my queen."
"The Rats"
I dont know How I could have missed it. Helena knew something, just didn't realize what it was, poor girl.
"Employed by the household. I don't know his right name." He continues to tell Larys everything.
"Are you gonna hurt me?" The gold cloak asks and Larys looks at me. I pick a tool and walk over to him," Very, very much. Until the pain in my heart stops dancing, or until you stoop breathing." I tell him. Larys walks out as Aegon walks in.
I grab his face as quick as a snake, he groans and moans and begs as best as he can with me forcing his mouth open, I shove the tool in and grab hold of a tooth and pull. He yells through his pain as I tug, pull and twist until finally it gives way and his mouth fills with blood. He gurgles on it all as he screams but eventually spits it at me. I growl as I take a step back and wipe my face.
Aegon pulls out a gagger.
"You dare dirty him with your tainted blood?" He asks but I catch his arm.
I grab a blunt object." Beat him with this and avoid his head, He'll live longer that way. He'll suffer longer." I tell him and he smirks as he grabs it from my.
Again beats him, I pull out more teeth and his nails, when I feel that isn't enough I shove a blade through his kneecaps and watch as Aegon pisses on all his open wounds. I carve his eyes out painfully, and when he decided to shout nasty things I cut out his tongue.
He was a bloody foul mess. Even when Aegon had enough I stay and watch as he wheezes for breath as blood continues to dribble from his mouth. I sigh and grab a dagger.
"I think I've just now realized. This pain in my heart... will never leave." I speak up. I flip the dagger in my hand before shoving it into the mans belly and twist. A slow and painful death. I pull it out of him and leave.
I go to the twins room and watch as maids clean up the blood. They eye me with scared eyes as Im holding a bloody dagger covered in blood myself. I roll my eyes and march to Helenas room. I knock on the door and its opens to Aegon. I sigh and walk in.
I see Helena holding her daughter." I look around making sure no one else was here."
"We're safe." Aegon speaks." Is the traitor dead?" He asks me.
"Dying. Slowly, painfully. He'll be dead within the hour." I tell him." I need to wash up." I tell him and leave to my chambers.
I wash up and go back to the room, I grab Jaehaera off the floor and hold her to my chest. I look over to Helena who is sowing and Aegon who looks a little happier than the first time I came in.
"Shall you tell him the news or shall I?" Aegon breaks the silence as I rock the child in my arms.
Helena stops her sowing and looks up at me." Im with child." She tells me and I freeze.
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The Bastard Prince
FanfictionMaelor is Rhaenyra first bastard child from Sir Harwin Strong, He grew up along side of Alicents children feeling more at home with them than his own mother. What happens when Aegon usurps his mother's throne will he side with the people he grew up...