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298 AC
Dorne - Water gardens
Eragon Targaryen
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I wake up to the sound of some rustling and I open my eyes, I instantly see dark hair but I ignore it to turn to the sound and see Aegon picking up a cup that's on the ground. Judging by the wine on the floor he must have dropped it and as he grabs it he puts a hand on the table beside him to steady his legs.
He sets the cup down and reaches for the wine before pouring himself some more, he then brings the cup to his lips and downs the whole thing in one go. He blinks a few times and sets the cup down before looking around he stops when he meets my eyes and he jerks back in surprise.
I raise a brow at my nephew's antics but feel the familiar feeling of someone rolling around beside me. My eyes go wide as I look over to see who is laying on my air and my nose rubs against the nose of a sleeping Rhaenys. A chuckle from my nephew draws my attention back to him and he is covering his mouth and tip-toeing away.
I fell asleep outside after we got drunk, but why am I not where I remember laying down?
"Mmmmm." A soft noise escapes Rhaenys from my side and I turn to meet her fluttering eyes as she seems to have been awoken by my stirring. Her eyes open she doesn't blink for almost a full minute before slowly closing her eyes and nestling her head into my shoulder. "Sleepy.." Her leg drapes over my waist and an arm crosses my chest.
I look around some more and find the others dogpiled where I was supposed to be laying and my brows scrunch. How did I get over here and why is Rhaenys pretending to be asleep?!
Her breathing is too erratic to be asleep so I know she is awake and even sniffing my neck! No one breaths through their mouth and then their nose randomly while asleep.
"Rhaenys." I whisper and she doesn't respond and continues the act of digging her grave deeper.
I spin onto my side causing her arm to slide off but her leg curves at the knee and hangs over my thigh. I try to pull my arm back and it starts to slide before she opens her eyes and looks up into my own with a pitiful look. I sigh and slide it back and she gives a small grin before snuggling closer for comfort before going still once more.
Guess I am going to sleep a bit longer, the sun is only barely coming up and its barely any light out so there is no harm in it.
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"Get up." A kick to my butt jolts me awake, I look at the offender and see it's Visenya who is grinning playfully.
"Huh?" I see the sun is higher up and that everyone seems to be awake now except me and Rhaenys.
"We are going to eat before leaving so if you want to eat then get up." A second kick to my butt and she turns on her heels and walks inside where I can hear some people talking.
I turn back toward the way my body is laying and see Rhaenys facing the other way with her back to me. I take a finger and start at the base of her skull and slowly trail it down her spine with the nail barely brushing the skin.
Her body shivers and she groans as I get halfway she suddenly turns and lays on the hand before it can continue. Her dark eyes bore into me and I slip my arm out and stand up, enough fun for one morning.
"I hope they got my jam today as well, that stuff is the best." I stretch as I am walking inside from the patio. The noise gets louder as I approach the dining room and once I am inside I find a seat at the end of the table. Seeing my favorites being put onto a plate by my loving sister warms my heart to no end.
"Here." I carefully take the plate from her and as I do I spot my nephew across from me and he has a sly look on his face that makes me want to punch him. I narrow my eyes and he takes a bite of his flatbread to hide his grin.
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"Wonder if we will come back soon or not." Danny looks over her shoulder at the Water gardens slowly increasing in distance from us.
"Maybe, but probably not." I lick my lips to wet them and take a last look for myself and then turn back forward. It won't be much longer before I get word from Melisandre and I want to take Shiera to the Green blood river before that. Depending on how long it takes to get that planned we might not have time before it's time to meet Melisandre.
"Why do you think you won't?" Rhaenys asks from the other side, she managed to escape the carriage this time around.
"Just a feeling, I might be wrong though." I shrug and she purses her lips while nodding.
"I had fun so I hope we can all go again." She responds cheerfully.
"I did too." I just don't know if things will work out to our advantage though.
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298 AC
Kingslanding
Melisandre
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"We got him, the owner of the forge saw us and called the guards but they won't send anyone out for a single boy." I look at the unconscious male who is covered in soot and dressed in torn and tattered clothes. This is the one that is needed, now we set off for Summerhall.
"Good, let's get out of this city without any problems and make haste to Summerhall." The man nods and picks the sacrifice up and slings him over his shoulder.
I walk over to a desk with a single parchment and begin to write a message that will make its way to the red temple in Sunspear. Thankfully the Dornish welcome the Lord of light so this part is easy.
Then he has to make it to Summerhall to meet me, the hard part.
But I know he will make it, he is R'hllor's chosen and this much is simple for him. We will arrive before him and prepare the ritual and when he arrives we will be ready.
I finish the message and wrap it before sealing it and handing it to one of the followers who came with me and he will ensure it gets to the temple and that they get word to Eragon. I turn to look at the flames in the room one last time and a reassuring warmth warms my bones before I leave the room behind and head to where our carriage is.
Can't just walk out of the city with a sleeping kid draped over the back of a horse, he will be stashed on the cart until we get outside the city. A good dosage of milk of the poppy and he will sleep soundly without a word until we are long gone.
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298 AC
Pentos
Cirilla Blackfyre
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I watch my sister be scrubbed by servants and they pour perfumes into the tub, I don't get why they are even going this far. She isn't marrying the Khal and it is an act, she will instead marry some lord in Westeros once the role of the Khal is completed. If the dipshit thinks he is going to get a Lordship and lands then he is crazier than he looks.
Daemon promised him lands and lordship which pissed off a lot of our supporters and even killed the right-hand man of the tattered prince to get a Valyrian steel Arakh. A gift he immediately regretted giving to the man when I took Blackfyre for myself. If I left him with it he would end up giving it away like a fool if he isn't watched.
I know for a fact he would sell our sister to a horse lord for their screamers for the coming war, he is obsessed with fulfilling moms dream. It doesn't help that our pig of a 'father' is whispering lies to him about secret supporters and loving maidens that await him in Westeros.
"Why do you look so sour Ciri?" My adorable sister asks as she looks over her shoulder at me.
"Nothing Helaena, just thinking about what is about to happen. I feel bitter knowing it was supposed to be me and I refused enough they pushed it onto you." I push off the wall and slink my way over to the tub and crouch next to it. The strong aroma of perfume filled my nose and burning it.
"I told you not to worry about it, I will be fine." Her confidence worries me sometimes but I can't help but smile.
"I know, you have said a hundred times that nothing is going to happen to you but I just don't see how you can be so sure." The servants stop their washing and she leans back in the tub and enjoys the steaming waters. Once the servants are out of the room and close the door she opens one eye and looks at me.
"I have already told you that a hundred times as well, just relax and let things take their course. Stressing yourself out for me does you no good, even if he actually tries something you can just cut him down and we will run off together." She playfully jokes but it is indeed what I would do, our mom was forced to be a whore and I won't let my sister be forced into that fate. She will marry someone half-decent that will make an effort to make her happy or she won't marry.
The things mom taught me and not Daemon is still stuck in my ears, her lessons lasting long after she is dead.
"Alright." I give up and run my finger through the hot water and look out the balcony. "Where would you want to go? You know... just in case we had to run." She giggles and takes handfuls of water and pours them over her shoulders.
"if I was going to run away anywhere to hide it would be the Summer Isles." She breaks out into a full laugh causing me great confusion but also feel happiness from her joy.
"What's so funny about the Summer isles?" The summer isles are densely wooded and filled with all kinds of cool animals. The people who live there are also among the most sexually active and worship a goddess with many breasts and people work in the temples having sex.
This is not the place I expected my cute sister to want to run away to but I won't judge her, it could be interesting.
"No real reason other than I like the stories I have heard." She shakes her head but still smiles joyfully, she knows something but it won't do any good to pester her.
A knock on the door alerts me and I put a hand on Blackfyre, since our uncle told us about our existence has been discovered I have been on edge. Multiple years of worrying about assassins or poisoned drinks, I can't imagine how the Targaryens have had it since they were always out in the open. They were our smokescreen and now it's blown away to Dorne behind safe walls.
"Who is it?" I shout and the door opens and I stand fully to cut down the ignorant fool. Then I spot it's not an ignorant fool but THE ignorant fool.
"Daemon, it's good to see you." Helaena sinks into the water and uses the edge to hide herself so I step Infront of her.
"Hello sister, he is here so get dressed, and let's get this over with." A show of approving the offering of wife, mainly for the men who follow him. Very few know Khal Janir is our inside man, any who helped him take the Khalasar over was killed.
"Get out then." He scowls at me and turns to leave while closing the door harshly.
"You should stop antagonizing him, it will only build up and he will lash out." I snort, he can lash all he wants it won't do him any good.
"Sure, I will be nice to him from now on." I sarcastically reply as I help her out of the tub.
"That's all I ask." Servants come back into the room with clothes and jewelry.
Let's get this over with.