The Legacy

Part 10

Viserra was able to convince her uncle that the injury she sustained was from the day she fought her way out of the Red Keep. Although Ned wasn't full convinced, he accepted it as truth in front of everyone. Maester Pycelle has finished applying cream to the tender wound and began wrapping the arm in a thin linen cloth.

"You mustn't move the arm or you'll tear it further." The old man groaned. "See me tomorrow to change the bandage." With that Maester Pycelle took his leave and spoke a few hushed words to Ned. Viserra looked down at Arya who sat by her her feet and rested her head against Viserra leg. Sansa stood by the bed post holding herself.

"I'm alright pups." Viserra assured and they both nodded their heads. Ned returns to the girls after thanking Maester Pycelle.

"Off to bed the both of you." Sansa and Arya began to protest. "To your own beds and I will not hear anything of it." Defeated the two said their good nights and left. From the hallway you could hear whispered bickering that brought a smile to Viserra's face. "Viserra." Ned brought his niece's attention to him. "Tell me what really happened." He knew his niece was not hurt this day or the night before. Even if she was a talented actress she should show some pain or discomfort throughout the day.

"I told you already, it happened the other night."

"Do not lie to me child." Ned used his stern fatherly tone. Viserra knew she could confide in her uncle, but the way he reacted when she spoke of the remaining Targaryens worries her. He had always supported her thirst to learn about her family's ancient history, but what if there was a limit to what he would accept. "What ever it is you can tell me child." Ned spoke as if her thoughts were written on her face.

"Bantis maghagon kesīr". With that command Bantis stood up and gently held the large egg between his teeth as if holding a new pup. Bantis' fur had shielded the egg while everyone stood in Viserra's room, not that they would notice with what was going on. "In my mother's things this was among them in a separate compartment. I wanted to find books, scrolls, anything really on dragons eggs but I couldn't leave the Keep." Viserra held the egg protectively. "Arya dropped the egg and in a rush to pick it up I slipped and the dragonsglass edge cut me." She would be as truthful as she could be. How would she explain the crack in the egg was identical to her wound. There was no logical reason for it and the last thing she needed was for the king to find out. Her new freedom would be gone before her very eyes.

"This is remarkable." Ned leaned forward to examine the relic further. "Why didn't you tell me this before?" Ned asked.

"I don't know." Viserra simply said.

"Well if you'd like I can help you look for any information regarding dragons eggs. I know you think I don't like when you look in to the Targaryen history, but I do support you." Ned reached out and held Viserra's hand. "I will never keep you from learning about your family." Viserra trusted her uncle more than anyone, but he had too much to worry about and she did not want to add to the burden. She herself was unsure of the connection between her injury and the egg. There was no need to worry him until she knew what was happening.

"Thank you uncle." Viserra gripped Ned's hand tighter.

"Get some rest." Ned kissed Viserra on her forehead and left. Viserra sat in the chair and thought about the events that had occurred moments ago. In her dream she was able to communicate to her aunt Daenerys, that connection although weak, is there. The dragons egg also is connected to her in someway. Viserra's head started to throb from the pain. She climb into bed and Bantis followed, and they both slept a dreamless sleep.

Viserra woke to her body aching and pain radiating from her wound. The cloth felt stiff against her arm, her cut bled through and dried against her skin. Bantis watched as Viserra rose carefully from the bed and readied herself. He would whimper every time she winced from the pain, as if he felt it too.