Ch.8

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Visenya's POV

Funeral outfit ^

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Funeral outfit ^


I ride on Rhaegal, Aemond sits in front of me smiling as he looks around in the sky. Helena and Aegon fly their dragons close to my gentle giant.

Aegon smiles and waves at Aemond who waves back, we were traveling to Driftmark for Laena's funeral.

We land on the beach, and I help Aemond safely down the side of my dragons and gather the children around me.

My brother and the Queen allowed me to go ahead with the children as they traveled by ship, they will get here a day later.

"Now children, I need you all to behave." I tell them and they nod." Baela and Rhaena, have just lost their mother. I want you three to give your condolences to them and your uncle Daemon." I tell them." You don't need to stick around them for long but this is needed from you, your father is the king this is expected of you."

"Yes, Aunt." Aemon ever the good listener speaks up and Helena nods, I look to Aegon who is looking around, and tug on his arm, pulling him closer.

"Aegon, no drinking, you may have two cups, drink wisely, if I find you drunk I will be cross with you." I tell him as I stroke his hair out of his face.

"Yes, aunt." He speaks and I smile down and kiss his head.

We walk along the shore and meet with the guards that escort us into the Driftmark castle inside Corlys and Rhaenys sit at a long table, I greet them first with the children and we all share our condolences then I see my brother standing by the fireplace and send the kids to find the twins.

I walk up behind my brother and wrap my arms around his waist.

"Im so, so sorry brother." I tell him and he clutches my hand." It is times like these I regret leaving you alone." My voice wobbles." It seems I have more than one thing to apologize for, your loss and my abandonment." I tell him and he turns in my hold to look down at me." Could you ever forgive me?" I ask him with tears traveling down my face.

He takes my face in his hand with a painful expression." You are happy, never apologize for that, if you never left me, I fear I would have never grown on my own." He tells me and kisses my head." Now sister, tell me who harmed you so I may strike them down where they stand." Daemon growls against my head then pulls away and prods at the wound on my cheek.

"Harwin Strong, sadly a fire has taken him and his father already." I tell Daemon and he hums.

"Is there anything I can do for you dearest brother?" I ask him and he looks around the room before pulling on my arm.

"May we go somewhere private?" He asks and I nod with a frown. I follow him as he takes me to what I guess is the room he is staying in.

"What is wrong Daemon?" I ask my brother.

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