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As soon as Jaenys walked into Daeron's room he ran to her.
"Mommy," he said as she took him into her arms holding him tightly. She kissed and smelt his head. She missed her brown haired Prince. When she held him she felt every problem disappear he was her best creation.
Meanwhile Aemond was taken to the black cells. The black sells were cold, men were known to run mad, some were even starved to death. They took Aemonds shirt off after all dragons prefer heat and not the cold. The guards chained his hands to opposite sides of the wall.
He deserved this. He saw the look on Jaenys's face, she was torn between choosing to defend him to her family. He had put her in this impossible situation.
Aemond stayed there for hours going into a small depression when Jacaerys opened the cell.
Aemond looked up seeing his nephew's face.
"Nephew."
"Do you know what you've done? You've destroyed my family... You don't deserve to breathe while my brother is gone." Jacaerys said pulling out his dagger.
Aemond glanced up at his nephew, he wasn't scared he was ready for whatever Jacaerys was about to do to him.
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Jaenys walked the hallways. She heard all the whispers saying she was a traitor to her family.
She walked into her mother's room, she and Daemon were talking but stopped once Jaenys entered.
