Bleed for the throne| 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴

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Aemma was on the upper deck of the boat with Jacaerys, watching the waves roll against the side. She absentmindedly fiddled with the necklace Renesmee had given her, feeling the familiar comfort it brought. Below deck, Lucerys was with Rhaenyra, struggling with seasickness.

"Do you think Ser Harwin made it back to Harrenhal okay?" Aemma asked, suddenly breaking the silence.

"Of course he did. Why wouldn't he?" Jacaerys responded, glancing down at his sister with reassurance.

"Renesmee tried to warn him about something... I just don't know what," Aemma admitted, her brow furrowed with worry as she looked up at him.

Jacaerys pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Everything is gonna be fine," he said, his voice steady and comforting. They stood together, watching the water.

"Careful, lads, you don't want to get too close, or you might fall overboard," a crew member joked, looking at the kids.

Aemma's eyes widened as she glanced at the water, taking a slight step back from the edge. Jacaerys glared at the man.

"You've seen someone fall overboard?" Aemma asked the man.

"Of course. He drowned too—" the man chuckled but was quickly cut off by Laenor.

"Alright, that's enough. Leave them alone and get back to work," Laenor said firmly, giving the man a slight glare. The crew member nodded, then grabbed his mop and walked away.

"Is it true that someone actually fell over and drowned?" Aemma asked her father, concern etched on her face.

"No, he was only jesting," Laenor reassured her.

"It's a horrible jest," Jacaerys said, still glaring in the direction the man had gone.

Laenor nodded in agreement before placing a hand on Jacaerys' shoulder. "Why don't you and your sister head below deck?"

Jacaerys hesitated before nodding his head, leading Aemma away from the edge and towards the stairs.

As Jacaerys and Aemma made their way below deck, they found Lucerys sitting on a bench next to Rhaenyra, who was gently rubbing his back. His face was pale, and he looked miserable from his seasickness.

"How are you holding up, Luke?" Jacaerys asked, trying to sound cheerful.

Lucerys managed a weak smile. "I've been better."

Rhaenyra glanced up at her older children with a sympathetic smile. "I know this journey is difficult, but we'll be at Dragonstone soon enough."

Aemma sat down beside Lucerys and took his hand. "It'll be over soon Luke."

Lucerys squeezed her hand, trying to muster some enthusiasm. "I hope so."

Jacaerys sat down on the other side of Lucerys, looking at their mother. "Do you think we'll be safe at Dragonstone?"

Rhaenyra nodded confidently. "Yes, Dragonstone is our home, and it's well protected. We'll be safe there."

Aemma glanced at her necklace, remembering Renesmee and feeling a pang of sadness. "I wish Renesmee could be with us."

Rhaenyra's eyes softened as she looked at her daughter. "I know, We all do. But we'll see her again, I promise."

Lucerys leaned his head against Rhaenyra's shoulder, finding comfort in her presence. "I miss her already."

"Me too," Jacaerys said quietly.

Rhaenyra hugged her children tightly. "We'll get through this together."