forgive me
father
for i have sinned
& i no longer
believe
in fairytales
& happy endings
only in tragedies
& sorrows
i am too young
to be this sad
& too old
to be this naïve
“I understand that very much, Lady Stark. Had I been able to at the time I would have taken vengeance for what was done to my own family as you and your son are doing now. With Robert and Eddard no. But Robert would have started some sort of war within his own family had he believed the truth of it all” Rhaegar stated before Cat spoke of Tywin trying to marry Cersei off to him. “Yes, that’s true and had Viserys or one of my dead siblings been born and lived to be a girl i’m sure Tywin would throw either of his sons at her.”
“I did yes.” He ignored the contempt in her voice, the way she spoke of Lyanna and her brothers. “Am I also the reason your husband came back from war with a bastard?” He asked tilting his head “Lyanna and I wed and I placed her at the Tower of joy in Dorne yes, but because it was safe, i had intended for Elia and our children to follow as well but the war came to quickly and the Ravens didn’t fly and before I knew it I was fighting Robert at the Trident and dying.”
Rhaegar took a quick deep breath trying to remain as calm as he could while talking to her of the past. “I would be shocked if he did trust me if I’ll be honest. But I swear on my life that I mean when I say that I will amend my actions in the past and strive towards a better future.” He argued for himself and for what was left of any allies he and his house might have. “Viserys knows of the Seven Kingdoms, he knows it’s home. He and Daenerys should know that they have a place here, free of fear and starvation from being on the run all of the time.” He had he been revived sooner he would have stopped this, he would have gone to them and brought them back to Westeros with open arms but now they were lost in the Dothraki sea and no clear whereabouts.
“I intend to bring them home, Lady Stark and if I should not see the throne in my hands after Joffery and his mother are far from the throne, than I would like to help see it to better hands and one that would support your son as King in the North. Please, talk to your son and I shall await his word.”
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“Well, what’s done cannot be undone, once the war is over I will honor those men,” Lyanna said stepping out onto a balcony to where Rhaegar kept his ravens.
“May these words ease his troubled mind,” Lyanna said tying her note to the Raven’s leg and sending it off. “Will you help me collect my belongings, Brandon?”
“Hope it ends this damn war” He huffed as he watched the raven leave and go where it was meant to go. “Of course, there’s no way i’m letting my sister with a babe in her belly carry all of these…” He shook his head as he gathered what he could make of what belonged to her and packed them up.
“My horse is outside, you can still ride yes?” He asked as he packed “Or is there a boat nearby? We need to get to the mainland as quick as possible, High Garden is quicker but Dragonstone might be a better…” He shook his head at the idea as soon as he said it knowing Dragonstone would be under attack as it housed Elia Martell and her children. Robert and Tywin would attack there soon. “We might not make it home in time by boat if you should give birth…”
Viserys was shell shocked by the ferocity of his sister as she spoke and
he let go of her arm as she tugged on it to be free. “Seven Kingdoms.
Dorne is one of those of the Great Houses…but you’re right, they need
you should they least fall to their own doom by their hands of the
lioness” he tried once more before he gave up as she went on and he
watched her reaction to being called jealous of Allyria and his mouth
dropped open when the Dornish princess was being accused of wanting to
bare his child and he soon clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth as she
tried to throw the past at him and make it a reversal.
“You just
seem jealous is all. You’ve never once acted like that with any woman
I’ve been around” He told her, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
“She won’t have a Targaryen babe in her because as you said, our
marriage alliance was dissolved when certain parties died and others
thought to be dead.” Viserys tried to wrap his head around his sisters
irrational behavior trying to make sense of it all.
“You
don’t seem right around her, especially when i’m around her. What would
you do if I did decide to marry her? Would you have her killed because
you for some reason cannot stand her near me, no…having her lie in bed
with me?” He questioned as he took steps towards her closing in their
distance so there was hardly any empty space between them. “You know I
love you Daenerys and I shall always be by your side, supporting you and
being there for you. But at some point… marriage alliances must be
made at some point down the line.”
“Yes I’d rather like that very much” He replied with a relieved smile. “Thank you” he extended his gratitude once more as they walked through the gardens after making their way past the guards and soldiers. Aegon’s gardens…His gardens. It wasn’t long till Daenerys spoke of her birth and much of her childhoods and he listened intently,. So, she’d been orphaned along with her elder brother while the eldest had been killed. He knew some of the story, the small port city hadn’t been totally out of the loop of Westerosi news.
“As I said before I was but a babe when I was taken from my true mothers arms and whisked away to Braavos. Grew up there and learned many skills as I grew. Can’t say i endured as much hardships and yourself and Viserys” Aegon paused as he closed his eyes as a hand brushed against the maze’s walls as they strolled through the gardens and he opened his eyes after the familiar feelings washed over him, wondering if he should tell Daenerys the truth or if it would be too early to do so.
“But there is something I wish to tell you and I’m not sure where to begin” He told her as he knew the end of the maze was coming up and he let out a low trill of a whistle, something that had once called Balerion the Dread to him and wondered for a moment if those dragons of Daenerys’s would answer his call though he figured not as they had been bonded to Daenerys. “Ever since I was a babe, I had flashes of memories, My mother told e i was just dreaming, and later as I grew up to stop day dreaming.” He paused once more as they neared the exit, still shaky as he was speaking the truth and waited to hear the beats of the dragon wings but couldn’t hear anything. “I relived moments of the past with such realism I could feel it. It felt real.” His face turned to look at her, eyes on hers. “Being named Aegon was not a coincidence. I’m Aegon the Conqueror, First of his name and Lord Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, reborn and reincarnated as Aegon IV.”
That was his secret and now it was out in the open, for her to decide what to do with this information. “I died in that very chamber of the painted table, I didn’t want to believe it myself at first. But after all I know and have seen I can’t deny that in my first life I was the founder of our great house.”
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