The Mourning Lover

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Lysea pants as Rhaenyra leaves kisses along her jaw, her head tilted back as Rhaenyra began to go lower.
" We shouldn't be doing this princess we might get caught." Lysea said breathlessly but Rhaenyra just smirked and ignored her continuing down her neck.

A knock made them both straighten up and fix themselves. Rhaenyra shouted for them to enter, the door opened to reveal her husband he sent them both a smile and sent the guard away.

He pointed to Lysea then to his neck with a smirk, making the women cough awkwardly and Lysea quickly wipe off her neck. " seems you too have been busy."

" Cousin I ca-" Lysea went to deny it but he interrupted her. " I do not care Lys, just as long as you are careful." He sent another warm smile her way and she returned it. Lysea had always loved Laenors warmth it reminded her of her brother, but the way he had been treating her lover made her think differently about the man.

Another knock echoed through the room, the maester was sent in after Rhaenyra shouted for him to be. The grim look on his face told her it was nothing good.

" a raven had arrived for you Princess, Ser Leanor." He said handing them each their letter then turning to Lysea. " and one for you lady." Her eyebrows knit in confusion when he hands it to her then left the room in a hurry.

Laenor suddenly dropped to his knees, with a cry.
" are you alright?" Lysea asked worried for her friend and cousin." she's dead, Laena is dead." He said as if he was in a daze, Rhaenyra dropped hers and rushed to him to comfort him. Lysea stood frozen, the mention of death made her dizzy so she left leaving the married couple alone, and stayed with their children instead.

She had never known Leana but they spoke a few times and she was a sweet girl. She did not deserve death and not in such a way, in way that must have been terrifying. She entered the room the kids were in and smiled when they ran to her and began talking to her at the same time.

Little Luke laughed as she made goofy faces at him and Jace helped the handmaidens with Joffrey - or he at least tried to.

Rhaenyra walked in a frown placed upon her face, but her eyes held another emotion. It almost looked as if it was grief and excitement in one but Lysea quickly dismissed the thought and greeted her with a sad smile.

" give us the room." Rhaenyra demanded and took Joffrey before gathering the boys and sat them down. With a sigh she grabbed Jaces shoulder and looked at Luke who sat in Lysea's lap.

" Ser Harwi-" but she was interrupted by Jace. "No!" Luke looked up at Lysea in confusion not understanding the situation but the next words out of Jace's mouth made the young boy sob.

" he's not dead.... He's not." He whispered the last part as Rhaenyra took her into her arms being careful not to crush the sleeping baby in her arms and looked at Lysea who was rocking Luke back and forth as he sobbed.

Rhaenyra's eyes told her she would be needing comfort as well, but privately. Maybe it was the fact that she had to watch her sons mourn their true father at such a young age or that she had truly loved the commander. Or it could be both, Lysea was sure it was both and it's saddened her heart that her princess has had to endure such pain.

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Lysea returned to her chambers after she helping the boys into bed, Luke had begged to stay in her rooms but she knew his mother would show up sometime in the night and denied him. Jace had moved to Luke's room to comfort him until he was asleep, and for that Lysea was thankful.

She had began to undress herself when the letter she never opened laid on her vanity caught her eye, she had got to busy to open it and something in her soul told her it wasn't something good so she had pushed it away. But she would not lie she was curious - who wouldn't be? So she opened it.

My sweet daughter Lysea,

I know it has been awhile since we have last spoke, that we both said words we didn't mean, so you have my apology and as proof i arranged a marriage for you. Someone who will take you as you are, the king will insure it. I have heard of our cousins death I was visiting Driftmark when Rhaenys got the news. Such a tragedy. I hope you are well.

Your father,
Borros Baratheon

Of course she had to accept it, it was the only way to get back into her fathers good graces. But the thought of leaving Rhaenyra and her children made her sick. With a sigh she finished undressing herself and laid down in her bed, waiting for the princess.

As if she knew, the princess snuck in the room and got into bed with the dark haired girl. " He's gone Lys." She then began to sob, Lysea played with her hair while shushing her until the woman fell asleep. This was nothing new Rhaenyra would normally sneak into her chambers at night but it always had a different outcome.

Lysea stayed up half the night thinking of her father and the marriage pact he made. She wondered who it was that they would take her as she was, it couldn't be anyone highborn. Right?

[Authors Note]

• okay so first chapter what do you think? I hope you enjoy and have a great day or night!!!!