𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓈ℯ

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"Thank you Elinda" Rhanerya spoke as she gave a soft smile to her lady in waiting

"Of course princess" she spoke with a proud smile as she slowly turned making way for her exit

"Wait" Rhanerya spoke out as she turned in her seat

Elinda turned as she nearly tucked her hands infront of her waiting for the whir to speak her mind

"Visenya- have you seen her?" rhanerya was hesitant in her words as she held a small smile

Rhanerya had not visited her daughter since the night she was commanded out

It wasn't the heirs fault that the princess Visenya had ordered no visit her except one person

Her little brother Viserys

"I helped the princess get dressed for a ride with her dragon I have not seen her since" Rhanerya gave a nod dismissing Elinda as she turned back with a sigh

"I'm worried" she spoke as Daemon hummed

"Our girl is strong you know how she is let her accept this- thing that has happened" Dameon's confident words cracked a little as he spoke while he cleared his throat  

"This isn't just any thing Daemon" she spoke in a whine as she stood straighter in her seat

"Well we can't do anything about it this is about her she needs to do this alone" his words were sharp as he slightly hissed his words

Rhanerya leaned back shaking her head

"She is a child she cannot fight battles on her own" she spat as she lifted herself abruptly walking to her bed

Daemon sighed in frustration as he held the temple of his pale face

"This isn't a battle Rhanerya" he exhaled out as Rhanerya turned with a glare

"You wouldn't know your nothing but a man" she scoffed as she held a clothed item to her body

"I don't know you are right my love but what I do know is that children don't grow when there mother is constantly coddling them" he sighed as he leaned against the red chair

"They may not grow but atleast they don't break" Rhanerya spat as she turned on her heel leaving the room with a tired Daemon

Rhaneryas footsteps echoed in the red keep as she walked rather quickly

Her golden long gown stretched out looking behind her as dark blue lightly decorated the gown

Her silver hair held a delicate braid but a large head piece that held three dragons with colored gems as eyes

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