Late at night.
Three figures slipped back into the Red Keep.
One returned the carriage while the other two ran back to Maegor's Holdfast together.
Inside the bedchamber.
Aemon took off his patched cap and let out a heavy breath.
Finally back.
"It's late. You should go back and rest too."
Aemon loosened his collar, hoping to catch up on some sleep.
To his surprise, someone embraced him from behind, wrapping him tightly in their arms.
Aemon froze and looked up to see a pretty face flushed faintly red.
Rhaenyra's feelings spilled over as she whispered, "Aemon, thank you."
"What are you thanking me for?"
Aemon turned his head away.
"Nothing. Just thank you."
Rhaenyra rested her chin on his shoulder and gently rubbed her cheek against him.
Aemon made a sound of disgust and pushed at her. "Go back to sleep already."
Stop bothering him. Dawn was almost here.
"Alright."
Rhaenyra gave a sly smile, undid the buttons of the old hemp clothes, and changed back into her beige dress.
Then she crawled beneath the covers.
Aemon:?
"Come on, time to rest."
Rhaenyra poked out only her head and happily waved at him.
Aemon was speechless.
Once he confirmed that she really intended to stay, he changed back into his little nightclothes and decisively climbed into bed.
What the hell was there to fear? He was only eight.
"Mm-hm, I'm holding you while we sleep tonight."
Rhaenyra grabbed Little One and smiled triumphantly.
They had gone through too much tonight. The scenes had been far too shocking.
She desperately needed a soft, squishy pillow to soothe her soul.
Aemon rolled his eyes, resting against the sweetly soft pillow unique to a young girl as he slowly closed his eyes.
He had thought he could finally sleep in peace.
Before