Dragon's child (HOTD FANFIC)

Chapter 8- 𝔇𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔫

Notes: I made Aelynor's own playlist on spotify. Feel free to lisen it!
My spotify account: aegons.wife

"Who had the watch? " the King shouted at Ser Criston Cole.

"Young prince was attacked by his own cousins, Your Grace." Ser replied with a twisted expression, his eyes locked on the young prince, whose flesh was being pierced by the Maester's needle.

"It will heal, will it not, Maester?" gulped Alicent idly, watching Maester's work with dread written on her face.

"The flesh will heal. But the eye is lost, Your Grace." Maester Kelvyn replied to Queen Alicent.

Alicent slowly closed her eyes and tried to take a deep breath, but that only added to the nausea and anger she was feeling right now.

"Where were you?" she snapped angrily at Aegon, who stood by, watching his younger brother with a blurred look.

"Me?" he asked, puzzled. Alicent immediately slapped him. "Oh! What was that for!?" said Aegon, holding his flushed face.

"That was nothing compared to the abuse your brother suffered while you were drowning in your cups, you fool." Alicent shouted.

Baela and Rhaena were already buried in their grandmother's arms and protected by their grandfather Corlys. With a sob, they quietly recounted what had happened.

Jace and Luke were near them as well, trying to explain in clear terms exactly what had happened.

Vaegon stood off to the side, covered in blood, in own vomit and terrified, holding his younger brother in a hug who was crying into his clothes.

"What is going on?" the door burst open and Aelynor ran into the room. "Vaegon! Aemon!" She yelled when she saw the state her sons were in.

She ran to them. She held her pregnant belly on the way.

She felt a little exposed because her nightgown wasn't made to be worn in public and the white slightly sheer fabric showed a little too much.

"What happened?" She asked fearfully, looking around her, waiting for someone to answer. She saw Jace and Luke and immediately pulled them to her. "Come..." Aelynor whispered.

"They attacked me!" shouted Aemond.

"He attacked Baela!" yelled Jace back. The kids began to shout over each other.

"Enough!" The king roared to quiet all those who were present.

"Where is Prince Daemon? I wonder? the boys' father? Perhaps he might have something to say in the matter." Alicent said superiorly. They all began to look around and eventually their gazes ended on Aelynor.

"Yes, where is my brother?" asked Viserys, uncomprehendingly.

Aelynor's pulse was faster and faster. "I do not know, Your Grace. He could not find sleep. He had gone out to walk...." said Aelynor nervously, stroking her sons hair. Jace and Luke were hiding behind their aunt.

"Entertaining his young maids, I would venture." Alicent said venomously, with mockery in her voice.

"I will have the truth of what happened. Now." Viserys said angrily.

Just then the door opened and Rhaenyra ran into the room.

Her hair was disheveled and the strap of her dress was pushed lower.

"Luke! Jace!" She quickly ran over to her brown haired sons. "What happened...tell me." The Princess of Dragonstone drew them to her.

After the heir to the Iron Throne, Prince Daemon Targaryen slithered into the room like a snake. His hair was disheveled and his lips a little swollen. The father of Vaegon and young Aemon leaned against the wall, grinning. Aelynor suspected where her husband was and what he was doing, but she had other things to worry about now.