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"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝗺𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞"
The Mikaleson family celebrated the defeat of the two archangels. Rhaenyra on the other hand was exhausted. She could handle vampires, witches, even demons. But, archangels were a whole different deal. They were angelic beings. So, her children had her on bed rest. Well, they tried to keep her there for more than a few hours but she was a stubborn woman. She did rest but not as much as her children hope she would. Instead, she was up and about. She decided to celebrate their small victory with a nice dinner. Everyone was out, except for Henrik. He stuck to his mother day and night. "Henrik, are you sure you don't want to leave with Kol, Finn and Klaus?" Rhaenyra asked her youngest son. "Nope. I want to stay here with you. To keep you company and all" he replied with a smile.
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His mother wondered why he was stuck to her hip, not that she minded but she figured he'd want to spend time with his siblings who he hadn't seen in over a thousand years. Henrik had seen glimpses of her life before the new world, before the Vikings. Her life in Westeros. "You can ask me" she said from the her spot by the stove. "What?" he asked confused at what she meant. "Your thoughts are loud" she replied as she turned to face him.
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