CHAPTER TWENTY
❛secrets of foe.❜

PSA: this is smaller chapter
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EARLY 130 AC ⸻ Dragonstone   ⸻

A GIRL who was looked over more times than not sat lonely in her windowsill. Her pen danced across the parchment like a forgotten memory.

"A,

Life without you is miserable. I am thinking of you every second of every passing day. All I want is to be with you.

With love,

M."

As the girl folded the paper, she was interrupted.

"Hey, Maerella." Jahaena greeted with a smile. "What are you up to?"

Shoving the parchment inside of her skirts, Maerella shook her head, "Nothing." Giving her a smile, she looked back up at Jahaena.

"Are you well?" Jahaena asked at her sudden and intense movements.

Maerella stood, dusting her hands off on her skirt before clasping them. "Yes, quite."

"Alright." Jahaena spoke, her word dragging out as it was unsure of itself.

Maerella nods, "Did you need something?"

Jahaera shook her head, "No, I was just checking on you. Your brothers depart soon."

Maerella gave Jahaena one last nod before quickly walking out.

As Jahaena was full of suspicion towards Maerella, Maerella was full of regret and contempt from a long lost memory.

"My love," Aegon began, stroking Maerella's cheek as they lay in bed, twisted under the sheets.

"Yes?" Maerella answered with a kiss on his nose.

"What happens when they take you from me?" Aegon questioned, his voice that of a mere whisper.

Maerella snuggled into his embrace tighter, answering him with kisses against his jawline. "No one could ever pull me from you."

"Do you promise me?" Aegon asked again, more serious this time.

Marella nodded, "I do."

As Maerella rounded the corner towards the main hall, she wiped away the last tear of missing Aegon that she ever would. For now, she would join her family in wishing her brothers luck on their quests to gather bent knees.

"Brothers." Maerella greeted, pulling Jacaerys and Lucerys into a tight hug. "Be safe." Stepping back, she let others say their quick goodbyes.

Basalia now stepped up to hug Jacaerys and getting swallowed in his embrace. "I will be back shortly."

"I wish you all of my luck," She began with a smile before turning to Lucerys to embrace him as well, "And you too. Luke."

Lucerys smiled back, "Maybe when I get back we can taste the cakes for the wedding!"

Basalia smiled while Jacaerys giggled, "Of course."

With that, and a final goodbye from Rhaenyra, they were off to fulfil their duties.

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Back in King's Landing, they were also saying goodbyes and wishing luck.

"Why do you have to go again?" Lyria questioned as she stood in Aemond's arms.

"To ensure that our allies are still allies. To ensure they haven't bent knees to the whore that calls herself Queen." Aemond scoffed before his face softened. "I won't be gone but so long, my sweet." He reassured her, caressing her face.

Lyria smiled up at him, planting a kiss on his lips. "Come
back to me."

"You know I will." He assured her with one last kiss. As he walked out, she stepped back into line of goodbyes beside Alicent and Helaena.

Alicent only gave her a tight smile before walking away.

King's Landing was a lonely place, but Lyria was learning to call it home.

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A moon had passed. Neither of the brothers had come home.

As the council was stirring and plotting strategies, Daemon walked in solemnly. Walking up to his wife, he whispered news of sorrow.

Silence took over her as grief and anger tugged at her heart. Slowly, she turned around, tears streaming down her face.

"I've sent word to Jacaerys to come home." Daemon added.

Rhaenyra's eyes only saw red tunnel vission. She couldn't think, let alone speak. So, Daemon did it for her.

"Guards, ensure Jacaerys is brought here safely." He began, "Alert the Lady Basalia and Jahaena, bring them here is well. We are to have the wedding now."

It was a desperate and sorrowful time. They couldn't afford to waste a moment.

The greens had just declared war with the gruesome murder of Lucerys.

What a war they will recieve.

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END OF SEASON 1

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