NECKLACE OF ROPE ✸ aegon ii targaryen.

𝓍𝓁𝒾, bury me where it's cold.

chapter forty-two, bury me where it's cold.
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Alana stood in the dimly lit chamber with candles occasionally flickering shadows across the room, it had long been since Alicent had came to speak to Alana about Aegon. It was raining heavily outside with thunder making the castle jump.

Standing infront of a window, little droplets of rain getting on Alana's face. She was thinking about earlier, about Helaena, about Alicent, about how the chambers still faintly smelt like Viserys' herbs the maesters used just before he passed. How his Old Valyria set sat in the center of the chambers, dust and cobwebs from years of neglect.  Alana wasn't fond of the Valyria set, and neither was Aegon.

Her thoughts were abruptly stopped when someone entered the chambers, slamming the door shut that made the room shake slightly.

Aegon's boots echoed off of the stone floor, as he took his dark crown that sat upon his head and placed it on a nearby table, like it was nothing of great importance.  Alana remained looking out the window, not knowing how to start the conversation.

"Alana." Aegon sighed, and approached her from behind. She looked back at him, and slowly approached him, her fingers tracing the Old Valyria set.

"I do not know why this remains here." She wiped the dust on her dress, muttering her words, but Aegon had heard her, however decided not to comment on it.

"I apologize." Aegon sat at the table he had placed his crown at, leaning back in the chair. "I have missed dinner, petitions ran late."

Alana continued to look at him, "Tis alright. Rhaella missed you though she is with Jaehaera tonight. Aerion was not sleeping well, so Lysara took him. So Baelon and Elaena are in the nursery, with their nursemaid."

"Oh? Rhaella is with my sister?" Aegon nodded, playing with his hands.

Alana nodded, standing near him, leaning a hand against the table. "I believed it would be nice, Rhaella rarely spends time with her cousins." Alana looked at the ground with a smile, then frowned. "What do you think Helaena meant earlier?"

"With the..rats? It is her nonsense again, you spend more time with her than I."

"She sometimes speaks words that do not make sense, I know. But she sounded terrified." Alana looked back up at him, her eyebrows scrunched together.

Aegon sighed, running a hand over his mouth. "The rats...nor other rats will harm you..they are rats...." Aegon tried to comfort her, but his words sounded like a mock.