Jaehearys Targaryen
' He didn't know where he was, all he could see was darkness everywhere, Jaehearys then turns around and sees a river of blood, the water turned red from all the killing and death. Jae could see the bodies on the field, they were rotting, crows feasting on skin and flesh. The smell unbearable, he walks around but doesn't see anyone.
He then sees corpses moving, they were waking up, all of them stand up and looking at him with bright blue eyes.
"Father of Monsters" he heard and everything went dark.
Jae wakes up and he doesn't understand where he was, he quickly lift his head up and looks around and noticed he had falled asleep in the crypts. He looks up and sees his mother's tomb.
Jae then feels something soft with his hand and notices Winter was sleeping beside keeping him warm with her body.
He smiled "Thank You Winter" he said and petting Winter in the back, she opens her eyes and looks at him.
Jae gets up and so does Winter, he looks at his mother "Muna I will return tomorrow and bring you more flowers" he said sadly and touching her hands with his.
"I have heard that King Rhaegar was good at singing, I don't know how I'm with singing but I will sing you a song" Jae said with a smile and cleared his throat.
'Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
Save our sons from war, we pray.
Stay the swords and stay the arrows,
Let them know a better day.
Gentle Mother, the strength of women,
Help our daughters through this fray.
Soothe the wrath and tame the fury,
Teach us all a kinder way.
Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
Save our sons from war, we pray.
Stay the swords and stay the arrows,
Let them know a better day.
Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
Save our sons from war, we pray.
Stay the swords and stay the arrows,
Let them know a better day.
Gentle Mother, the strength of women,
Help our daughters through this fray.
Soothe the wrath and tame the fury,
Teach us all a kinder way.
Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
Save our sons from war, we pray.
Stay the swords and stay the arrows,
Let them know a better day.
Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
Save our sons from war, we pray.
Stay the swords and stay the arrows,
Let them know a better day.
Gentle Mother, the strength of women,
Help our daughters through this fray.
Soothe the wrath and tame the fury,
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