Visenya Targaryen is Daemon and Viserys, younger sister.
She is the Targaryen Jewel and jewels must be protected by filthy-handed thieves.
At a young age a man tried to kill her, to this day she has a scar across the left side of her neck where the...
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Funeral outfit ^
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Battle Armor ^
The babe Died in the night.
I couldn't fall asleep, every time I closed my eyes I could see Aemma's dead body, cut open and bloody. I went to the Babe's room and took him from the midwife who was rocking him as he struggled to breathe. I sat in a rocking chair with Baelon in my arms, and hummed him the lullaby I humed his mother, until his last breath. Even then I fell asleep holding little Baelon only to wake with the sun as a Maester took him from my arms with my brother the king looking on at me sadly.
I went to my room to change as the funeral was to be held in a few hours.
In the field I stood under Daemon's arm, looking at the pyre. In the distance, I could hear Rhaegal stretching in sadness.
Soon people were gasping as my large boy came out into view and landed next to Rhaenyra's small dragon, Syrax.
I stare at the small body of the babe that I held through the night. Daemon pulled me with him to stand behind Rhaenyra.
"They're waiting for you." He tells her.
I look behind us and see Rhaenys and Corlys. I moved away from Daemon to stand with my cousin who welcomed me into her arms.
"I heard you stayed with Aemma, and the babe. It takes a strong woman to do that, I'm proud of you and your mother would be too." Rhaenys tells me and I nod taking her hand in mine.
"Thank you." I tell her with a small sad smile.
I look forward and Daemon looks back at me and holds out his hand. I walk away from my cousin and take his hand as Rheanyra steps forward.
"Dracarys." Rhaeynra spoke up and Syrax moved down the hill to the pyre, she breathed fire and we all watched as Aemma and the babe, Baelon burned.
