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Renesmee had come from training; she was now in Viserys' chamber placing a warm rag on his forehead.Alicent glares at Renesmee "What are you doing here Renesmee?" She asked as she walked closer to her daughter. She was in a bad mood because Viserys had been ill and he seemed to be deteriorating day by day. "Get out of his bedchamber, You're not supposed to be in here."
Renesmee looked at her mother in shock for a moment feeling a strong wave of rage wash over her. "I will not be leaving now. I can help my father better than any of your nurses." She said in a strong demanding tone
"Renesmee don't use that tone with me," Alicent said sternly "I am still your mother and I will not have my daughter acting like they know better than me."
Renesmee's glare grows more intense. She starts to grab her mother's arm in anger "And I will not allow you anywhere near my father! You've let him sit and suffer for the past 5 days in his room by himself and never even gave him a bath. You let him die in his own filth! I could easily have him better than you could ever in a matter of hours!" She said harshly.
Alicent was in shock at the accusation and looked at Renesmee with a surprised and offended expression before her face suddenly became stern "Renesmee, I won't be spoken to like that! You're so ungrateful for everything that I've done for you. You don't know what it's like to take care of Viserys. I do so much for him and you sit there and say that I don't take care of him? How dare you!"
Renesmee looks at her mother still with a strong glare. "I may not know what it's like to take care of Viserys but I will do anything for the family, that's how a family works! We take care of each other when they need help. Something that you don't do! You would've let Viserys die without even putting up a fight to help him because you were too busy trying to keep me isolated from him!"
Renesmee and Alicent's screaming match woke up Viserys as he was still laying down in the bed. Viserys began to cough badly as his body felt the worst it had ever felt, his throat turning a bright red from the constant coughing. Viserys weakly reached his hand out to his daughter, his voice turning into a raspy whisper as it cracked and broke. "Please. Stop arguing."
Renesmee suddenly stands up, grabbing Viserys's hand gently once she hears her father speaking. She walks down and gently kneels on the ground next to his bed and begins to rub his hand with her other hand. She smiles a little bit, but her heart felt heavy knowing her father was going through such a terrible time right now. "I'm... I'm sorry to hear that, Father... What can I do to help you?"
Viserys looks up at Renesmee and smiles for a long moment, holding her hand gently in his. He looks like he is about to speak when a fit of coughing suddenly hits and he is left gasping on the bed once it has ended.
Renesmee looks at the nurses in the room, who look at her concernedly. They have no idea what to do with the King, and have no idea how bad his condition actually is. Renesmee looks at them confused, looking at her father nervously as he tries to get his breath back in his lungs.
Alicent looks over at Viserys and watches his coughs with a feeling of deep anger. She walks over to Renesmee and kneels next to her and puts her hand on her daughter's shoulders. "You can't help him, Renesmee. None of us seem to be able to. What's the point in arguing when your father might not make it through the night?" She said as she looked down at Viserys worriedly
Renesmee is shocked at her mother's words. She looks down at Viserys with a sense of pity. She felt horrible seeing the King in such a condition. She turns and looks at her mother once again, her face filled with a sense of pure anger and rage. "Do you honestly not care that he might die, mother? Why wouldn't you want to at least try and do something? You and father might not get along, but he's still the King. The King of our kingdom, the king of our family. If you're my mother, then do something to help him!"
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