𝑽𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑵𝒀𝑨

❀ 𝐭𝐰𝐨

☁︎

Visenya silently went down the corridor, thinking about what her mother had told her. However, Maegor had never been known to be apologetic, which held faithful even in death. He never once uttered those words to her.

When she finally arrived at the training yard, she walked down the steps and instantly saw Maegor. He was as he always was, standing by the wooden training dummy.

But sometimes, he would join her at the bench and critique her brothers and uncles for how they fought. He would often also tell her the failings of how Ser Criston taught them and when he trained on his own.

She would roll her eyes at him and return to whatever she had done previously while he ranted. As she made her way toward the said bench, he watched her closely as she sat with a flower in her hand.

She looked up at him, and he only offered a nod, which she returned, understanding. "How are you, Princess?" a soft voice asked as she looked over and saw Ser Harwin approach with a gentle smile. She gave him a shrug as he took the spot next to her, spotting the flower between her finger and thumb.

"Do you know what kind that is?" He asked, looking at the flower in her hands.

She looked at him, shaking her head, and he smiled, holding his hand out. She gently placed it in his waiting hand, and he looked at it closely before holding it out and scooting closer.

"What is its name?" He whispered so only they could hear as he twirled it around in his hand. "My Septa told me it is a Calluna." She answered at the same level as his voice as they both looked at the bell-shaped flower.

"Correct, though. Do you know what it symbolizes?" he asked as she shook her head, causing him to smile.

He continued, "Mayhaps tonight you shall read on it and tell me what it means." He said, giving her a mission, making her nod. However, they were quickly stopped as a throat was cleared feet from them.

They both looked up, and she watched as Ser Harwin's face fell; the hand of the King held a look of disappointment. He gave her the flower back before standing, gently patting her head, and then leaving to speak to the hand.

Luke rushed to her, seeing the flower in her hand while Jace put their swords away. "Do I get one?" Luke asked, but she shook her head, causing him to frown. "I will get you one on the morrow," she told him, making a smile rise as he nodded.

"He does not need flowers," Maegor says as he strolls over, causing her to look at him.

Jace walks over and sees his sister staring at a figure he cannot see. Their mother had told them that she may see things and to pretend they do not notice as she did not want them to draw attention to her.

Her parents and brothers were the only ones to know of her other sight. Rhaenyra had feared what the people of the court and the Queen would say. What rumors would take root at the knowledge?

Her mother had told her it was nothing to be worried about and that it was good. She said it was better to know who came before her and that it could help her navigate the world of court in King's Landing.

However, Rhaenyra seemed uncomfortable with the fact that her daughter mainly only spoke to Maegor.

"We are done training. Shall we see Mother?" Jace asked as he stood before her, taking her attention away from the man he could not see. She stood, taking her elder brother's hand as he led them up the steps, and Maegor reluctantly followed after them.

"Were you in the gardens again?" Jace asked, noticing the dirt on the front of her dress. "I was picking flowers," she said, showing her flowers as Luke, walking closely beside her, leaned over to look at them.

"Why not us?" Jace asked while Luke replied, "That is what I asked." Visenya smiled as she held the flower close to her chest, hearing Maegor groan as if annoyed by the three children.

She had once attempted to stomp his foot but realized it would never hurt him as he was seen and not touched.

"Could you stop?" she muttered lowly, as Maegor only shook his head.

"They should be tough and not long for the petals of a flower," Maegor told her as she stopped in her spot, causing her brothers to stop. "Leave us, go on," she said, turning and using her hand to shoo him away.

He scoffed at her, narrowing his eyes and causing her to tilt her head. "I could push you," he told her, causing her to place her hands on her hips as he rolled his eyes.

"A child, a girl at that, will not best me." Visenya felt a hand pulling her away from the figure.

"Let us not start fights with those beyond our reach," Laenor told her as he placed his hands on her shoulders, turning her body away.

Visenya sighed as she allowed herself to be dragged away while Maegor stood in the corridor, smirking.

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