Chapter 14 - The Princess of Vengeance (II)
"How many dynasties have collapsed under conspiracies, lies and assassinations? Countless in human history, no dynasty was eternal, but I want to make one that is eternal." Aenar Targaryen, sitting on the Iron Throne.
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Rhaenys had met Lyanna when she was still pregnant. She didn't understand why she had to call another woman Muna, but since her father and mother had asked her to, she had done it. In the end, she lost both Munas.
Under Rhaenys' shocked eyes, Lyanna was giving birth, and it didn't take a genius to know the identity of the boy at that moment.
She had witnessed everything, from Aenar's birth to the moment Eddard Stark rushed into the room, finding his Muna on the verge of death, a large pool of blood beneath her.
Rhaenys felt tears gathering in her eyes. Despite promising herself that she would never cry again, she couldn't hold back the hot drops that slid relentlessly down her cheeks.
"Promise me, Ned. Promise me."
"You must protect him. If Robert finds out about him, he'll kill him..."
"You must protect him... protect him..."
Rhaenys sniffled, wiping away the tears that kept streaming down her face. She watched Lyanna with a mixture of sorrow and admiration, while she, in her last breath, still thought of her son's safety rather than her own.
Then Rhaenys' world changed again. She was no longer in the Tower of Joy, but back in the field of flowers, where a deafening silence now hung in the air.