"Bennard." She mumbled, Bennard heard her voice and limply lifted his head up.
"Cel." He whispered but loud enough for her to hear.
Celine took a sharp intake of breath, she couldn't fathom how they did this to Bennard. Daemon quickly took a grip of Celine's arm as she was about to attack them. Celine looked at Daemon and tried to yank her arm.
"Let go of me. My brother is there and alive and I have to save him from them." Celine muttered.
"I know, my little warrior. We will save him." Daemon said.
"If you want to save him then bend the knee to me, Celine." Aegon spoke.
Celine averted her eyes to Aegon and glared at him.
"If you wanted to fuck me so eagerly then you could have just ask, you usurper cunt." She spat.
"Would you say yes, if I ask you to?" Aegon asked, his eyes averted to Aemond, smirking at him, mockingly.
"No. Aemond does that job amazingly." Celine answered, Aemond then smirked triumphantly as Aegon's smirk vanished.
"Kill him, Ser Arryk." Aegon ordered.
"No!" Celine yelled and swiftly threw the dagger to him, although he was wearing a helmet, Celine perfectly aimed at the exposed part of his helmet and pierced right into his head, instantly killing him.
As war broke out, Daemon went to fight Cole and Aemond and Celine went to face Aegon, Celine was shaking in rage as she loomed over Aegon, she spent years mourning for her dear brother only to see him mistreated and forcibly confined.
"Surrender or I'll kill you." Celine stated, her voice dangerously calm while her eyes held so much fire. Aemond disarmed Aegon, cutting both of his hands.
"I rather be killed than serve your whore mother." Aegon replied, looking through Celine's eyes.
As blood splatter on her face, it was Aemond who slit Aegon's throat while Celine was unfazed. Aemond gently wiped the blood on her face as the blood oozed out of Aegon's throat.
"The only blood that should touch your face is my blood when we are to be wed and not anybody else." Aemond stated.
Celine took the honor of finishing their task by beheading Aegon and Arryk. Daemon personally requested to behead Cole himself to which Celine granted. Bennard and Celine were reunited, they were crying while hugging each other. Celine was spouting a series of apologies for not being with him while he was struggling to survive, for letting him experience that horrible experience while Bennard was hugging Celine, saying how he misses her deeply for she was the only thing that kept him alive.
After that, blood literally covered the ground and the Iron Throne. Ashes and burnt bodies littered outside the Red Keep. Celine paid them a hefty amount of gold, they took it with wide smiles and left. And even told Celine to call them whenever someone offended her or she just wanted to kill someone out of boredom to which earned a laugh from Celine while Aemond and Daemon raised their eyebrows.
Cannibal, as if sensing his rider, landed near Celine and rumbled, the five dragons followed shortly, Caraxes went to Daemon and Vhagar to Aemond. Cannibal was growling when Vermithor, Grey Ghost, and Sheepstealer approached Celine. Laughing at Cannibal's reaction as he snaps at them and bumps his head to Celine. Her amusement blossomed into an enormous belly laugh with Celine resting a hand above her stomach as Cannibal tried to shove Vermithor, Grey Ghost, and Sheepstealer away from her as they surrounded her, Cannibal let out a deafening roar, glaring at them. Cannibal huffed and turned around while Celine was still laughing, she gave Vermithor, Grey Ghost, and Sheepstealer each pats on their heads and quickly went to Cannibal.
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Stolen Heir
FanfictionDaena Targaryen was born into a world of chaos and violence. Her mother, Princess Rhaenyra, fought for the Iron Throne against her half-brother, Aegon II, in a bloody civil war that tore the Seven Kingdoms apart. But when Daena was just a day old, s...
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