TW: MISCARRIAGE
It took a while for me to be able to move, I had spent so long staring at Elina's body as tears fell until I realised I needed someone to help me carry her body to her family.
Slowly, I put one foot in front of the other, pulling the door open so I could walk the corridor in search of help. I walked for what seemed like forever until I was banging against a door.
The door flew open, Daemon staring at me in anger before his eyes widened. " Visenya what the fuck happened to you?!" He yelled out. " I need help.". I cried. " I-I need someone to help me carry her.". " Carry who? Who did this to you?". " Elina, she needs help.".
" Daemon, what's happened?". Rhaenyra asked as she walked to the door. Her eyes were wide as she grabbed me. " Visenya, what has happened? Who's blood is this? Why are you naked?". " Help, please.". I cried. " Show me.". Daemon spoke up, " Bring me to Elina.".
I nodded and turned around, slowly walking back to my room. My eyes were tearing up again when I saw the blood. Daemon and Rhaenyra walked into the room and stopped in their tracks, their eyes wide when they saw how destroyed my chambers were.
" Daemon!" Rhaenyra yelled out, grabbing his arm when she spotted Elina. Daemon ran to her, examining her body before he sighed. " Who did this?" Rhaenyra turned to me, resting her hand on my shoulder. " Dont touch me!" I yelled out, jumping away from her. " I can't take anymore," I cried.
" Shhh, you're safe now.". I held onto Rhaenyra's arms, finally letting the flood gates open as I fell to my knees, sobbing like a child as the realisation of what had happened finally hit me. " Daemon, give me something to cover her.". " He did this..". " He?" Rhaenyra asked. " Aemond.". I cried.
" He came to my room, Elina was chained and gagged. He said he would kill her if I fought him. He raped me... so many times. I can't even remember his attack, I kept blacking in and out. Then I stopped him, told him I couldn't take any more of the pain.
He got angry at me, spat that he didn't say he was finished with me, that I didn't look like I was in pain. I struck him so hard, and he got so angry. I called him pathetic and a child, and he killed her.". I sobbed, " He slit her throat and raped me with her blood on his hands. This blood.". I cried, trying to wipe it off. " Visenya, stop.". Rhaenyra grabbed my hands, " Dont hurt yourself. I'm here now, Daemon, and I will deal with Aemond.".
" It's my fault...I shouldn't have angered him.". I cried, " Why was I so stupid. I should have just let him-". " No!" Daemon yelled, " This is not your fault. The fault lies with Aemond, and this time, he will answer for it. Rhaenyra, take Visenya back to our chambers and wait with her. I shall bring the queen and the maesters so they can witness what we have seen. Then we shall bathe her and let her rest before we return home before this place kills her.".
Rhaenyra tried to hush me, wrapping a blanket around my naked body and slowly walking me back to her chambers. " Princess?" Her hand maiden asked as we stepped inside the room. " Princess Visenya has been hurt. Please bring the children to their sister Rhaena and fetch some hot water for a bath.". " Should I fetch the maester?" ." No, Daemon has already seen to that.". " Yes, Princess," she bowed and left with the sleeping babies.
Not long after, Daemon entered with my mother, my grandfather, the maester and Ser Criston Cole. " What has happened?" Mother asked. " I already told you, we need to kill Aemond.". Daemon spat. " I will not kill my son when I don't know what has happened.". Ser Harrold suddenly ran through the door with Jacaerys. " Jace!" I cried out.
He ran to my side, seeing the blood " What's happened my love?". I cried, holding his hand. " Someone tell me what has happened to my wife?!" He yelled out in anger. Daemon re-told the story I had informed him of not too long ago. Everyone's faces were horrified or shocked.
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Visenya Targaryen
FanfictionVisenya Targaryen, the second of her name and second born daughter of Queen Alicent and King Viserys. The youngest child born from the Queen and King is just like her ancestor, Queen Visenya. Out of all her siblings, she is more like her elder broth...
