King Viserys Targaryen has lost his wife in childbirth and his son Baelon. Now he only has his two daughters left as comfort and family. But the question is which of his daughters will take over the throne or is there another male candidate who can...
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Queen Aemma Arryn had died in childbirth and during the night King Viserys had mourned both his beloved beautiful wife and his newborn son who died the following evening. Aelora had been up all night comforting her beloved father. Nothing could truly comfort his grief. The terrible thing happened was that Aelora was in her room and then heard some women getting sad and went out to check. Then she discovered that the women were Prince Baelon's milknurses and they were calling for help and Aelora went and hurried and then heard from close by that her little brother had passed away. Aelora managed to see his crib and there lay a lifeless baby. Aelora thought to run and warn her father herself and be of good use in time. But he was not in his room. Then there was only one place he could be. Aelora went and hurried down to the preparation chamber for the next life. She could then notice her father's sobs. She slowly walked in and saw her mother's dead body on the table. It was so strange to see her dead like that. But Aelora swallowed her sorrow and thought of going to her father. Until a septa came in with a dead baby in her arms. Viserys discovered his dead son. His long-awaited son, who now after several hours since Aemma died, Prince Baelon and now dead. Viserys was shocked and didn't know what to believe anymore. The grief grew and he couldn't cry out. He was a man, but how can you be a man without even being able to show that you have lost your beloved. Aelora walked up to Viserys.
"Father." Aelora said calmly and patted her father's back.
"Oh Aelora.... she... she... why....she's gone. SHE GONE!" Viserys said sadly and cried out in anger.
Aelora took her father in her arms and Viserys cried in her arms.
"It's no danger father. She's not suffering anymore. I'm here now father. She's somewhere no pain can take her now. It's okay." Aelora comforted her father strongly with her words and hugged him until he could give up on his tears.
Aelora had tears herself but she didn't cry and stood strong and saw her beautiful and innocent mother. So young and radiant she was even in her death on the table. The sisters bandaged Prince Baelon and laid his body in front of them. Aelora made sure her father didn't stare too often in his oblivion in sorrow at the bodies. She became worried about him. Will he be able to say goodbye to them tomorrow.
The funeral went as it went and Aelora stood with her father the whole time. Until he asked her to leave him alone for a while. Aelora understood him that she had taken care of him for a long time and he needed to breathe on his own now a little. Aelora saw her sister Rhaenyra standing with her friend Alicent and was comforted. The entire throne room had a memorial service for the late Queen Aemma. Her uncle Daemon was not there, probably his well-being and victory that he was again the heir, what kind and not standing with his brother instead.
