NECKLACE OF ROPE ✸ aegon ii targaryen.

𝓍𝓍𝓍𝓋, late nights.

chapter thirty-five, late nights.
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It was night, and the moon shined bright in the sky. Aegon and Alana had an argument after dinner, about how he had acted during dinner but nonetheless they both had still went to bed together.

Their bedroom was dark, only the dim light of the fire and the balcony door open which caused the moons light to sneak in. Alana laid on her side, she was slightly uncomfortable due to her large stomach but Aegon was spooning her from behind, his hand on her stomach.

But as the couple was blissfully sleeping, there was shouts and banging, in the small council room. Usually there would be no small council meetings whilst the moon was high in the sky, but something had happened that night with the King.

Rhaenyra and her family had left Kings Landing, after that faithful dinner, to go back to Dragonstone.

Whilst the shouts and banging in the small council room got louder, Baelon woke up in the nursery, covered in the blankets where Alana and Aegon had tucked their three children to sleep.

Baelon sat up in his bed, the six year old was confused on hearing shouts and banging, that should have woken the whole castle up but they didn't.

Baelon turned his head to look at his sisters, Rhaella and Elaena were both asleep in their own beds. Rhaella was holding a stuffed dragon that looked like Sunfyre, whereas Elaena was holding onto a stuffed direwolf; Helaena had made.

"Rhae..." Baelon pushed the covers off of him, and got off his bed, and went to his sister's bed. "Rhae..." Baelon shook her shoulder.

Rhaella had only stirred in her sleep, and turned her back on him, not wanting to be bothered.

"Rhaella...I scared..." Baelon shook her shoulder once again, little tears were beginning to gloss in his eyes.

Baelon realizing she wasn't going to wake up, looked at his sisters once again before leaving the nursery. He was going to his parents' bed chambers.

It was odd, no guards were out at this time, but the shouts had only gotten louder, it made his little legs walk even faster to his parents' bedchambers.

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Alana and Aegon were in a deep sleep, the furs around their bodies was comforting. Aegon shifted in his sleep, his grip on Alana's swollen stomach tightening.

Suddenly Alana woke hearing the door slowly creak open, she sat up in the large bed, Aegon groaning in protest and woke up aswell. Baelon stood there, Alana could have sworn he was shaking.