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Jae

422 New Valyria

Jae made his way to the front gate of the Targaryen manse. It was nearly the exact same as he remembered, Father having decorated it with some three headed dragons, similar to the way the Solteres' had carving of their sphinx throughout the Red Keep. Jae stopped jogging, and slowed to a walk, he really wanted to take in the next few moments.

This would be the first time since the ship wreck that Jae felt truly safe, after five years of extreme hardships he was finally returning home, a much different man then the one who left. He had scars, physical and mental, new skills and intelligence that only came with being in a kill or be killed situation. His mental state was in a dangerous spot, but as he breathed deeply through his nostrils, sucking in the air of New Valyria, now would be a new beginning. A beginning of renewed purpose.

Jae looked around first, the Manse was largely in a private area of New Valyria, but he could hear the sounds of people waking to begin their day. Truthfully Jae was unsure of what day it really was. Nevertheless, he was certain his family would be overjoyed to see him, despite the early hour.

Jae framed the entire manse in his eyesight, making sure he would never forget what it looked like the day he finally returned, it would be a mental reminder, that he was home and safe, when situations would get out of hand, and his forced pension for violence would cloud his mind.

Jae walked to the gates, there were two guards that he did not recognize. What he did recognize was their Targaryen uniform. The helm with the three headed dragon carved into the sides, the typical steel armour with the three headed dragon carved into the chest plate, then the most recognizable item of the Targaryen uniform, the red and black capes the man wore, Father always wanted the guards of House Targaryen to look respectable as they were a direct representation of their house, so the capes were of the highest quality. Many men signed up to be a Targaryen guard just so they could have the cape.

Before Jae died, around New Valyria the capes were a symbol of social standing. There were the Kingsguard, who were the top of the standings, but then if you had a Targaryen cape you were next in line. It made for many situations where people actually feared the capes, the intimidation factor of them alone being enough to force people out of the way, or to cheapen their wares.

Jae was at least hoping he would be able to get through the gates without trouble but it seemed he would have some convincing to do since he did not recognize the two men on guard. Jae was at least lucky that the manse gates were much smaller than the Red Keeps, and that they would open before sunrise if needed.

Jae made his way to the front, one of the guards that was leaning against the outer wall of the top of the gate looked down at him. He quickly shoved the other guard and he quickly perked up, both of them peering down at him. "Halt!"

Jae stopped where he was, raising his hands in the air to show he meant no trouble. "Morning!" he called up to them, "Mind opening the gate?" Jae watched as both of the guards shared a look, and Jae was surprised when they made their way down the wall, opening the gate the smallest bit so they could speak without shouting. Jae moved closer, both guards keeping a hand placed on their swords. It would be an easy fight one versus two, so he was not threatened nor anxious, his entire demeanor was screaming excitement and not violence.

Jae quickly made it close to speak with them, he put a hand out for the first guard to shake, and the man looked at his hand then stayed his, forcing Jae to awkwardly pull his back. "What do you want with the Targaryens?" the guard stated gruffly. Jae looked at him then spoke simply. "I'm Jaehaerys Targaryen."

The guards both took on looks of confusion, then shared a look between themselves. "What is that? the fourteenth?" the first one said, making the other one laugh. That had Jae confused, "the fourteenth what?" The guards both looked at him again, this time with contempt. "You are the fourteenth person to claim you are Jaehaerys."

Jae's eyes widened, this was obviously not going well. He could easily just round the walls and climb them but he did not want to be mistaken for an intruder when he could just enter through the front gate. It would be a rather large disappointment to be cut down by a guard as soon as he finally got back.

Jae breathed through his nostrils, "I am actually Jaehaerys though." The guard spat on the ground in front of Jae. "we're not going to disappoint Lord Rhaegar, telling him is son has returned only for him to be dejected again." Jae had to admit he made for a good point. Why didn't Jae just find a place to sleep then arrive in the afternoon?

Jae was getting rather impatient with this, he just wanted to see his family. Jae pointed to this first guard, "I'll give you my weapons, and you can watch me," He then turned and pointed to the second one. "while you deliver a message to Father, I guarantee this message will have him running out here." Jae spoke with a certainty and an air of authority, his tone alone made you want to agree with him and the effect clearly passed onto the guards. The two shared a look, the second one shrugged as if saying 'why not.'

The first guard merely put his hands out and Jae took off his belt, placing it into the man's hands. Jae then turned and looked at the second guard. "Tell father 'different roads lead to the same castle,' got it?" the second guard merely nodded then headed off.

Jae looked at the first guard again, "shouldn't be long." Before moving over to lean on the gate, awaiting his Father's summons.

Rhaegar

422 New Valyria

Rhaegar did not sleep much these days.

The stress and tragic happenings of his life lead to his sleep often being restless and full of nightmares. He was awake early today, he had forced Cersei into her own bedchambers about a year ago now, not wanting her to lose sleep because of his poor sleeping patterns. He really did appreciate how much Cersei loved and cherished him, but he would never get over the love he shared with Lyanna.

Every time Rhaegar thought back to Lyanna, Jae immediately came into thought. He had failed his beloved wife, their son had perished in a storm off the coast to never be seen again, and Rhaegar could not help but feel like he failed his beloved wife. As she died through Jae's birth she made him promise to love and protect him. It haunted Rhaegar to this day, her words constantly pressing to his forethoughts, "Promise me Rhae, that our son will always be loved. Promise me."

Rhaegar looked away from the ledger he was working on. Burying his head into his hands, he pushed his palms into his eyes until he saw stars. The small amount of sensation waking him up further, allowing him to continue working.

Rhaegar knew he needed to take better care of himself. He could feel himself getting skinnier, his eyes were always tired, his long hair had become scraggly towards the ends. He probably looked like a dead man walking, or someone who lacked significant nourishment, his grief for his losses very evident.

Rhaegar was interrupted by a knock on the door, a guard quickly came inside, bowing to him. Rhaegar always felt a bit of pride rush through him whenever he saw a man in Targaryen colours. The Targaryens were one of the few families that did not use slave soldiers, it brought him comfort that he was not forcing men to fight for his family, but they were prideful in their defending of the noble family.

The guard quickly stepped into the room when Rhaegar gestured him inside. He looked slightly nervous, an anxious tick making itself evident when his index and thumb rubbed together as he paced forward.

"My Lord, there was a visitor at the gate claiming to be your son." Ah, so that was why he looked nervous. Rhaegar was rather sick of this, he had lost hope of either Jae or Dany surviving, it had been so long and the chances were so low.

"Does he match my description?" Rhaegar said. Years ago He had told all of the guards what Dany and Jae looked like just in case. He had heard of some men trying to trick the guards into thinking they were Jae so they could steal from the manse but his attention had only been needed five or six times. Five or six times too many.

"Yes, my Lord, Black hair, dark violet eyes, broad shouldered and taller than you." That got Rhaegar's attention slightly, he was surprised, this was possibly the best description he's gotten yet. Rhaegar pursed his lips, before he could ask another question the guard continued. "He told me to tell you a phrase, my Lord, but I am not sure if it has any meaning." This only confused Rhaegar further.

"What did he say?" Rhaegar replied.

"Different roads lead to the same castle."

Rhaegar stood immediately, abruptly, surprise and shock hitting his chest. The guard was surprised by his quick movement, shooting a hand out to his blade in instinct. Rhaegar sprinted around the table, "you better not be lying Ser!" he spoke to the guard as he ran past. Rhaegar heard the guard behind him keeping up, but he was not to be caught.

He took the stairs to the main floor two at a time, heading out to the front gate, he saw it was slightly open, the other man on guard standing in the opening. The other guard was holding some weapons, but turned when he heard Rhaegar's rapid steps. Rhaegar saw his eyes widen completely, preparing for Rhaegar's arrival, he pushed the gate further open.

Rhaegar stop running to walk, he neared the front gate, as a man rounded the guard, then stood in front of him. Rhaegar was taken aback. This was Jaehaerys, his lost son.

Jae had grown taller, and his torso had filled out. He was much bigger then Rhaegar himself. His hair was long and curly on top but cropped short on the sides. His dark violet eyes had scars shaped around both of them. He was dressed commonly, but Rhaegar was too busy staring at his own nose and Lyanna's lips to care.

Jae stepped forward another pace, he held an expression of happiness and disbelief, then spoke very softly. "Father." There was a brief moment of absolute joy in Rhaegar's chest, his son, who had obviously drastically changed was finally, finally home. Rhaegar launched himself at his son, Jae gripping onto him with the same strength.

Rhaegar felt his knees give way, falling into his son's arms, the two of them falling to their knees together, right there in the dirt. Rhaegar ran a hand through Jae's hair. "My son," he said in disbelief, he felt more than saw Jae's nod against his shoulder.

Rhaegar pulled away to look at Jae properly. He was handsome, that was certain, a light beard was visible on his chiseled jawline. He looked tired and worn, yet hugging him Rhaegar felt the pure muscle mass his son had acquired. The part that Rhaegar feared the most were his eyes, they had the look of haunted, a boy who had grown much too quickly. He was only nine and ten and yet, it was if his eyes had seen death, violence and pain often. His eyes looked as if they had lived for lifetimes.

"Are you hurt?" Rhaegar found himself asking emotionally, Jae smiled sadly, "nothing that some sleep won't fix." Rhaegar wanted to be happy with the sentiment but he needed to know. "Daenerys? Jon?" he spoke, a sob echoing between the two names. Jae pinched his lips and then shook his head, "I'm sorry father," he let out a sob of his own before he buried his face into Rhaegar's shoulder. "I could not save them."

Rhaegar had ordered for some food and water to be brought to his office and that was where Jae and him sat now. The two of them slowly making their way inside before the morning crowd arose, hiding Jae's presence and their own vulnerability for now.

Jae ate slowly, citing that his stomach needed to be used to food again, he drank a good amount of water which Rhaegar was silently pleased at. "How did you make it Jaehaerys?" Rhaegar asked the question out of curiosity and care for his son's well-being, but as soon as he finished speaking he watched as Jae's jaw tightened and his body language closed off. He shrugged, then spoke, "learned to survive." He said plainly.

Rhaegar pinched his eyebrows together in confusion, Jaehaerys would not confide in his own father? "Jaehaerys, I cannot begin to fathom what you have been through," Rhaegar saw Jae swallow nervously, his Adam's apple bobbing. Rhaegar felt a wave of concern hit him, and continued "now that you are safe Jaehaerys, you can tell me." Jae's eyes met his, and the haunted look in his eyes was multiplied. "It is hard to speak of Father, I will tell you when I am ready."

Rhaegar was skeptical, but kept quiet, acquiescing to Jae's wishes.

Rhaegar heard the happenings of the manse start to get into full swing. Usually around this time, the family would meet for breakfast. Rhaegar was unsure if Jae was ready to see the entirety of the family at one time or if he could handle them all at the same time. Rhaegar knew Jae's mental state was not exactly stable, so Rhaegar would let him decide.

"The family usually meets for breakfast before we go off to do our duties." Rhaegar paused to make sure he got his next point across "We do not need to go down now; I can have you reunite with them one at a time." Jae smiled, he obviously understood what Rhaegar was trying to do, and appreciated it. "No, Father, I wish to see my siblings." When Jae finished he was smiling, it was the largest smile Rhaegar had seen from him so far. It warmed his heart that Jae still held affection for his family and would try to not push them away.

Jae stood, wordlessly urging Rhaegar to do the same to depart to breakfast. Rhaegar walked around the table and Jae reached over to wrap his arm around his shoulders. The heavy weight of his arm settling on the back of Rhaegar's neck was comforting. Rhaegar still feared that Jae really was not here, that a ghost had returned and was tricking him into believing his son had finally returned. The physical comfort and just overall presence of Jae was reassuring.

Rhaegar wrapped his arm around Jae's waist and the two walked together out of the solar. The silence during their walk was not stilted or awkward but it was fat. Jae was taking in the manse once again, looking at every small thing as if to accustom himself to the hallways once again. The slaves that walked passed slowly bowed as they walked, Rhaegar noticed they had looks of curiosity on their faces. It had been a long time since Rhaegar had shown affection in this way to anyone other than his family. Even then it was rare since Rhaegar had closed himself off, the slaves had no place to speak on it but they had clearly noticed it by the looks they were giving Jae.

It helped Rhaegar when Jae knew the way back to the great hall where their family ate. It was just further proof that Jae really was here, and it really was him. Rhaegar unwrapped his arm from Jae's body, then pushed the door open. He took two steps passed the doors to the hall when he noticed that Jae had frozen. Rhaegar looked back to see Jae slowly walking forward, he looked to him quickly shooting Rhaegar a reassuring look but continued at his pace.

Jae had been looking across the hall, seeing the various people eating their breakfast. His eyes were at the front table though, where their family sat. Elia, and Cersei were quietly speaking at the side of the table where Rhaegar normally sat. Aegon, Arianne, Visenya, Myrcella and Daemon were at the other, Aegon speaking to his wife while the three half Lannister's spoke to themselves.

Rhaegar looked towards Jae and he was just simply taking it all in, there wasn't any type of emotion on his face, only a blank look, Rhaegar was uncertain on whether that was a good or bad thing. Rhaegar stood beside Jae, just letting him have his looks. He noticed that his eyes were staring in one spot, not moving at all but Rhaegar was sure he was taking in the entire scene.

Rhaegar took another step forward, and Jae broke his stare to look at him. Jae smiled sadly, then stepped forward as well. The two walking very slowly forward. Since the table was turned sideways, Arianne spotted the two of them first, she spoke clearly, "Good Morning, good-father." Arianne then pinched her eyebrows together, it was like she recognized Jae but was unsure if it was him or not. Rhaegar looked over to Jae to see him smirking. Elia was the one to look up next, it took a few seconds for the recognition to settle in but she reacted immediately. She stood nearly shouting, "Jae!?"

The reaction from the rest of the table was immediate. All six other heads wrenched their necks towards the two of them. Rhaegar watched as Aegon was the first to react, he stood abruptly as well, the same as his Mother. He moved away from the table, walking to stand in front of the pair of them. Aegon looked conflicted, he was staring at Jae, his face contorting into different emotions. "Father, who is this?" he spoke, biting out his words to Rhaegar then pointing ferociously at Jae. It was a rather odd situation, Rhaegar had not expected that they needed to be convinced that this really was Jaehaerys. Aegon was simply in denial.

Rhaegar went to speak but Jae took a step forward, "It is me, brother." He said calmly, plainly. Aegon took a step backwards, "my brother died five years ago!" he spoke passionately at Jae, "do not make us hope, do not make us think he still lives Father." His voice broke halfway through his second statement. The hurt in his voice had Rhaegar

The entire situation was bizarre. Jae looked the same as he did five years ago, just more mature, more of a man, more handsome. It was understandable how Aegon was reacting, Rhaegar just wanted to ensure Jae would be alright. Rhaegar remembered when they left, his two sons were eye to eye with one another, now Jae stood at least four inches taller than Aegon, nearly every other feature was exactly the same as before, other than the haircut.

Jae took another step towards Aegon, "Brother it is me, I survived, I swear." Aegon took another step backwards. "The last words I spoke to you before I was shipwrecked were to take care of Ezraelex. Then you jested about finally finding me a woman when I returned." Aegon looked stunned, his eyes were shifting towards the truth though, you could see it. Aegon took a step towards Jae, his voice sounding broken yet hopeful. "Jae?" Rhaegar watched as Jae nodded earnestly.

Before Aegon could move, Elia called out his name, "Aegon!" Rhaegar looked from Aegon to Elia, the entire table looking at her. "It is him."

Aegon needed no more convincing and launched himself towards him, the brothers colliding in a massive bear hug. Rhaegar smiled seeing the two of them, and then saw Visenya and Myrcella barrel into Jae's sides, the siblings holding on tight to their lost brother. Rhaegar looked over at the table and saw the others had stood, coming to stand next to him. Cersei slid her hand in his, while Elia took his other arm. Daemon awkwardly stood next to his Mother while Arianne looked on happily.

Rhaegar was rather unhappy that Daemon had not joined the hug, but he was still so young when Jae and Dany were lost to them, he was probably not old enough to remember his older brother.

Rhaegar heard a sob come from the middle of the group hug and just judging by the sound he knew it was Myrcella, she was often the most emotional of his children, but with Myrcella sobbing it was like a dam had broken and he heard Visenya start to cry as well. Jae wrapped his big arms around them both and Rhaegar saw that even his eyes were not dry. Tears slipping out of Jae's dark violet eyes. After that, Aegon's tears slipped out, and Rhaegar felt Cersei slip her hand out of his to wipe her own tears. Elia doing the same.

Rhaegar found himself smiling fully for the first time in a while.

It was a scene that Rhaegar had dreamed of. The only difference between right now and his dreams was the Daenerys and Jon were here as well. It broke Rhaegar's heart that Jae had to see that first hand, he had not spoken on the shipwreck nor his journey afterwards but Rhaegar knew it would be difficult to see two people you cared about be lost at sea. Jae was probably dealing with some traumatic emotions, and Rhaegar needed to do his best to accommodate for him.

It took a few minutes but Aegon eventually unwrapped himself from the tangle of limbs. He pulled away far enough and spoke, "Jae?" Jaehaerys looked down towards his brother. "Daenerys?" Jae had the same reaction as when Rhaegar asked, a blank shake of his head, looking towards his feet. Aegon nodded in acceptance, then stepped towards Arianne, reaching a hand out to her.

Visenya and Myrcella took each of Jae's arms, the both of them not letting go of him. Aegon brought Arianne forward. "Jae, this is my wife Arianne, Arianne, this is my brother…" Aegon was interrupted by Arianne stepping forward, "Jaehaerys." She smiled towards Aegon who smiled back. "It is lovely to meet you Lord Jaehaerys, Aegon has often told stories of the two of you." Instead of greeting her with any warmth befitting of her station, even as Aegon's wife, Jae nodded at her coldly then spoke with a certain bite to his words. "I spent some time in Norvos, your Mother is very prominent there."

Rhaegar was surprised, it was the first time Jae had said anything about his time away. Maybe he was not as closed off as Rhaegar originally thought. Arianne was surprised with Jae's words and she looked rather offended by the coldness of his words. "I have not seen my Mother in many years, my Lord, I assure you whatever she is doing now does not reflect on House Martell."

Rhaegar watched as Jae nodded again, he stepped away from Visenya and Myrcella towards Arianne, Jae made for an intimidating figure but Arianne did not falter in her blank expression. "my apologies, my Lady, I should not judge you based on someone else's actions." He put his hand out for Arianne to put her hand in, then lightly kissed her hand. Rhaegar let out a slow breath of relief, he did not want any tension on Jae's first day back.

Jae separated from Arianne, he shot a soft smile to Aegon who smiled back. Jae then came closer, he moved over to Elia, "Mother Elia, it is wonderful to see you again." His smile was charming. Elia slipped her hand into his, allowing Jae to kiss it. She then cupped his face, running her thumb over the scar over his right eye. "You are home now, Jae." Which made Jae smile.

Next was Cersei, he walked over to her, and did the same as Elia, deliberately greeting her with careful politeness. Cersei gripped onto his shoulder before he could turn to Daemon. "You've grown very handsomely Jae, maybe Aegon's suggestion of a woman would do you some good." Cersei's comment got a light laughter from the group, but Rhaegar noticed that Jae's smile was strained, it was a fake smile and not a real one, clearly displaying his displeasure for Cersei's suggestion.

That was something Rhaegar would likely need to adapt to. Jae had been by himself for five years now, he was more than likely completely autonomous, he would not take well to taking orders that he deems are beneath him.

Lastly, Jae greeted Daemon. There was no real love between the two, but Jae treated him like a little brother, even if the boy did not remember him at all.

As soon as Jae finished greeting Daemon, Visenya and Myrcella reattached themselves to him. Jae would have to get used to the twins' presence as it was unlikely they would let him out of their sight at any point in the near future.

The entire family settled back at the table, Rhaegar ordered a slave to bring more food and another plate out for him and Jae, the conversation quickly turned to innocent topics. Jae caught up with the happenings of his siblings over the years while he carefully avoided questions they asked about him.

It was when Myrcella innocently asked a question about Norvos did Jae speak extendedly. He spoke very cleanly and calmly. "I do not wish to speak about my time away. As I already told Father I will speak on it when I am ready. There was a lot of trauma and trying times and I wish to protect each of you from the trauma I suffered. If I need to I will tell you if I feel it is necessary. Other than that, you may ask questions but it is likely I will ignore or divert away from them."

Rhaegar looked around the table to see the reactions. Elia and Cersei each looked concerned but largely indifferent. Aegon just looked angry for Jae, Rhaegar saw Arianne reach over to grip his hand. Myrcella and Visenya shared a look, their eyes showed a shared burden, Daemon looked completely indifferent as if he did not care at all.

Rhaegar was pulled from his observations as Jae spoke again, "Father, can spread the news that I am home? A note to the Red Keep, a raven to Winterfell? I do not wish to be confused for anyone else any longer."

Jae

417 New Valyria

Jae was on the ship, but he was also extremely bored.

The ship was boring, there was literally nothing for him and Daenerys to do on this extended trip. The journey was only about five days in, the entire trip was supposed to last about ten days. They were roughly halfway through their trip, Jae had been offered the largest room on the ship, so he and Daenerys had spent many hours just trying to kill time, playing cyvasse, riddles, and simply just enjoying each other's company.

On the days when the sea was not overly rough Jae had the opportunity to train on the deck. That had only happened two times so far as the sea had been very hostile, with many times sea sickness would catch up with him and Daenerys, Jae was mostly alright but Daenerys was affected more, her stomach not settling at all through much of the ship swaying due to the waves.

Jon was mostly the same, he was largely alright with the ship, his stomach being settled so him and Jae would always care for Daenerys whenever she was puking, holding her hair and cleaning her face after she would let go. Finding pieces of food that would hopefully settle her stomach.

Jae and Dany had settled into a sort of loving relationship where they were exploring. Mostly one another. They would share kisses and gentle groping between the two of them, the two finding the love they had for each other slowly, carefully. Ensuring that they would not hurt each other, nor any others. They had kept their feelings for one another a secret for now, not telling the others of the love they shared. They were each extremely excited for their journey so they would be able to spend quality time alone.

"You feeling any better Dany?" the two of them were lying in Jae's bed together, Daenerys had not yet been sick today but she still had complained about her stomach hurting, so the two of them had migrated into Jae's room, Daenerys taking comfort in Jae's physical presence.

"A little bit, I guess," Dany replied, she had set her head onto Jae's chest, her arm hooked over his stomach while their legs were intertwined. Daenerys had not even felt the need to dress properly today, so she was in one of Jae's tunics and a pair of leather breeches. The two of them were similar as Jae was wearing nearly the exact same thing, the only difference being the colour of their tunics.

The sea made for a cold temperature so the two of them were huddled under Jae's blanket, Jae's other hand rubbing soft circles on Dany's back to try and comfort her further. "I just feel like my stomach is doing front flips, usually I love storms, but not if we're on a boat."

Dany always did love storms, often times she would drag Jae and the twins out to the balconies on the manse to watch the few that came over New Valyria. Dany always held a wonder for the storms, hearing the thunder and watching the lightning, it always endeared Jae to Dany, as Jae had never really found such a keen interest in something other than what was forced upon him, it was refreshing for him to see.

Right now though, they were in the middle of a huge storm, the ship was rocking back and forth rather wildly, and the crack of lightning in the water made for huge noises and flashes of light coming through the small porthole in Jae's room. It was near midday, probably a little bit past it, yet it was so dark outside that it felt much later.

Another huge wave hit the side of the ship, the largest yet, and it made a large crash into the side of the boat. "Jae?" Dany said with a soft voice. She raised up on her elbows, to look Jae in the face, "the storms getting much closer." She said it meekly and scared. To be honest, Jae was thinking the same thing, and a slight bit of fright was creeping into his own subconscious.

Dany was pale and her eyes were bare to her emotions. She was unnerved. Jae leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead, then her nose, then her lips. He was trying to distract her from the happenings of anywhere outside of this room. Jae had faith that they would be alright, and the ship would outlast the storm but he did not want Daenerys to panic.

"We will be alright Dany, this boat is one of the largest Valyria has to offer. It has more than likely been through worse storms then this." Jae was completely uncertain about that statement but he would lie for now if it meant that Daenerys would find some comfort.

Daenerys smiled softly at him, she then leaned forward to press a kiss of her own to Jae's chin then lips. The two of them smiled into the kiss, Jae quickly pulled away from her though, "your breath stinks." Daenerys feigned shock and offense dramatically, it made Jae chuckle deeply, "It is not my fault, we are on a ship and I have been sick, it is not like there is fresh mint on board." She then pouted adorably.

The pair then started, a loud crack reverberated from the sea, the lightning hitting the waves made for a sound louder than anything Jae had ever heard. Daenerys instinctively wrapped her arms tighter around Jae, who returned her embrace quickly. Daenerys spoke softly, her fear seeping into her one word. "Jae…"

As soon as she finished another lightning bolt hit launching the boat forwards. Jae and Dany were launched out of their bed as the lightning struck the boats bow. As the bed flipped them, Jae wrapped Dany into his embrace, pulling her into his arms so that he would take the impact into the wall.

Jae's body smashed into the wooden panels, the different chests and clothing sets that he had set out within his room, flying towards him. Jae let go of Dany to kick his arms and legs up to protect the both of them from the projectiles when the boat shifted again. Jae was launched sideways, one his large clothing chests knocking into his torso, the impact causing him to shift his weight further into where the boat was leaning pulling him further away from Daenerys.

"Dany!" Jae called out desperately, he made to stand but the boat rocked again, and he and his belongings were tossed to the other side, Jae smashed his head off of one of the bed posts, as the bed had flipped and wedged itself between the wall and the floor.

Dazed and confused, Jae looked up, he felt blood rushing to his head, and his eyes scoured the room looking for any sign of Dany. "Daenerys!" he yelled again, desperately, his panic seeping into his voice. "Dany!"

Daenerys replied by reaching a hand up, she was on the floor, and it looked like she had been hit by one of his clothing chests as well. "Jae!" she called out, she raised her head over the chest and they made eye contact, Jae felt relief flush through his blood, but the boat rocked again. This time it capsized, shooting Jae into the ceiling of the room, then down to the wall.

Jae landed and the bed started shifting toward him once again. Jae dove away, only for the bed to trap him completely, the leg of the bed landing hard on his own leg. Jae felt his knee buckle, and he yelled in pain.

Jae landed next to his sword belt luckily, pulling his belt, he ripped out his dagger, thrusting it into the wall and pulling, moving himself out of the way of the pressure on his leg. The bed shifted off of him, but Jae felt his knee buckle the pain shooting up his thigh. He let out a blood clenching scream, and then heard Dany. "Jae!"

She had landed near the corner of the room, she looked alright for the moment. "We're going down!" he yelled, Jae made to reach for her, and Dany took one large pull from her corner, gripping onto a lantern that stuck out from the wall, when lightning hit again.

The corner Dany was in exploded, and Jae screamed as Dany was sucked out into the sea. "Dany!" Jae screamed, before the boat twisted again, and Jae followed Dany out to their watery fate.

Jae

422 New Valyria

New Valyria was vastly different to when Jae had left.

Jae and Aegon were on horseback, Aegon had offered to show Jae around the city as much had changed since he boarded that ship. The two of them were accompanied by two red capes, the men keeping up and watching for any threats. Sometimes when Aegon would be unsure of a fact he would question the guards to solidify his story.

Aegon told him of how the corruption of the slave trade took over New Valyria and the King had done nothing to stop it. Ever since the King's wife perished he has been darker, less caring for the common folk and more caring for how Maekars reign would proceed. Aegon had to speak in hush tones, the King's men often travelled through the streets to push fear into his subjects. The whole scenario screamed corruption, the suffering of the streets of New Valyria making it obvious. More often than not they passed a shop where the front was boarded up then one that was actually open. The economy of New Valyria suffering since the King wanted to invest time and money into the slave trade. Overall it simply meant that the rich got richer, only caring for themselves and not anyone else.

Aegon said the slave trade was brutal now, since the amount of slave's sky rocketed there was no longer any need for people to spend money. They purchased slaves and fed them, that was it, the only people who actually worked for money in a legitimate way were guards or people of noble birth.

Aegon said that Father's hands were tied, he was the bank of New Valyria and if the King said to run the slave trade through his bank then he had to do it. The marriage between Maekar and Rhaenys being the alliance needed to ensure that father would do his job. Instead of Rhaenys being in a happy marriage she was now largely a hostage as Father voiced his displeasure with the Kings new interest in slavery, yet the King's word was rule so Father had to go against his own wishes.

The slave trade twisted Jae's psyche, from first-hand experience he had known how terrible being a slave was, he would do anything he could to try and help the people who were forced into this life.

The enmity between the Targaryens and Solteres' persisted because of the disagreement. Aegon said that the King had been striving to try and repair it, as it was bad for New Valyria and Westeros as a whole if the two biggest families had a disagreement. It would mean for other influences to try and guide the other party, as per usual for the court of New Valyria.

Aegon and Jon rode through Flea Bottom. What used to be a place of severe poverty, was now just largely empty. The buildings abandoned and boarded up, some beggars were on the street, and men hid in the shadows. Jae spotted some malnourished corpses that were just left in the alleyways.

Jae shot Aegon a look, and Aegon just pointed forward. There was a large noise as if a crowd was gathering. Aegon pushed his horse towards the noise and Jae followed. What they found was a massive gathering of people where they were selling slaves. There was a small platform where five or six slaves would stand and then the large crowd would yell out bids.

Jae felt disgusted with what he was seeing, the slaves were completely naked, they were wearing collars around their neck and chains around their wrists. It made his blood fucking boil that human beings were being treated this way, he disliked slavery before he had left but the state of affairs had drastically worsened and it only fuelled his anger.

There were three men standing on the stage, they were all dressed in luxury, massive pieces of jewelry, multiple slave guards standing around them, making sure they were safe. Aegon saw where Jae was looking and spoke, "Those are some of the heads of the slave trade, some really vile men." Jae nodded, but did not take his eyes off the events in front of him.

There were a lot of people here, almost the entire square was full, most were bidding for slaves while some clearly came just to network. "Who are they Aeg?" Jae asked, looking towards his brother. "The one on the left is a man from the Vale, they call him Littlefinger because of his keep off the Fingers, his names Petyr Baelish though, he largely made his name through owning brothels, He then got into the economics of slaves. He does not do any dirty work but is intelligent and sneaky, setting himself up a network of slavers who he pays." Jae spat on the floor in front of him, showing his distaste for the man. Jae heard Aegon snort from behind him.

Jae looked over to Aegon, "I'm guessing by dirty work you mean the actual capturing of slaves?" and Aegon nodded, smiling sadly in Jae's direction. Aegon then continued, "He is a small man, so he constantly is escorted by several guards, he has to be the most paranoid of the three, thinks he's going to be butchered in the streets, as if the King would ever allow one of his dead slavers to be killed." Aegon's anger seeped into his words and it had Jae relieved slightly. Aegon hated the slavers as much as he did.

Aegon continued, "The second man is Dornish, he's Gerold Dayne and a lethal fighter, they call him Darkstar. He's a kinslayer and just overall an arrogant bastard but people fear him for his lethality. There are rumours that he loves the capturing and killing of slaves, says he loves the thrill." Aegon shook his head, "loves killing defenseless men and women." He then whispered, Jae shook his head as well, turning to Aegon, "so he's a cunt." And Aegon nodded wildly.

Aegon reached over and placed a hand on Jae's shoulder. There was a bit of a commotion as a rather strong looking slave was up for bid, the crowd jeered and bid against each other and it made for a sickening scene. Jae's jaw clenched together in anger but he made sure to stay composed, now was not the time to react.

"Lastly, the third man is a Northerner," Jae reacted pretty quickly, whipping his head to look at his brother, eyes wide and Aegon only nodded, his lips pinched together in displeasure but he continued "Jorah Mormont, he married rich and needed money to spoil his wife. Some woman from the Reach, when she found out what he was doing to afford her spoils she left him, he did not stop though, and why would he? There are no repercussions to treating other humans like shit anymore."

Aegon's words were truthful, before Jae left there were rules and laws regarding slaves. Guidelines that protected their humanity, New Valyria was supposed to be a modern place with modern rules yet over the past five years it has steadily declined.

It had been a long time since Ez has had to push her thoughts to Jae, with Jae's anger obviously troubling her. She pushed soothing and calming thoughts into Jae's mind. Visenya and Myrcella sitting across from a cyvasse board, Father sitting at his desk smiling, Cersei and Elia sitting on a balcony drinking wine together, Aegon facing Jae with a sparring blade. Jae smiled, pushing gratefulness and thanks back to his dragon.

Jae had gone to visit Ez a few days ago, she was snuggled up with Father's dragon, the pair missing each other after a long period of time. Right now Jae and Father were the only Targaryens with dragons, and it warmed his heart to see the two of them together once again. Ez had fully recovered from their long flight, Father's dragon Myrax had hunted for the both of them, that was probably why Ez had not pushed into Jae's thoughts earlier.

Aegon's hand shook Jae out of his thoughts and he turned to look at his brother, "Everything alright?" Jae nodded, then looked back up towards the slavers. "we can't let this continue Aeg." Jae spoke seriously, determined. Aegon quickly pinched his eyebrows together, "Any moves made against these three is a move against the King, and the Solteres' have Rhaenys. There is nothing we can do." Jae shook his head annoyed and angry.

Jae then watched as Tywin made his way through the crowd. He was flanked by two red capes, the bank of New Valyria's second drew some attention in the crowd but he was mostly left alone. "What is Tywin doing here?" Jae asked, Aegon shrugged, "This is pretty normal, he has to come and oversee the sales so the bank receives the correct fees." Jae watched as Tywin went over to Littlefinger, Darkstar and Mormont, shaking all three of their hands, sharing a smile with each of them.

That was strange, Tywin did not smile often. "Is it just me or does he look very friendly with them?" Jae said the word 'them' with disdain, referring to the slavers. Aegon shrugged again, "These happen every day Jae, they must be friendly by now." Jae could only shake his head again.

"Let's go Jae, we have that feast to attend tonight." Right, Jae had slightly forgotten about that. After Father had sent a note to the Red Keep about Jae surviving, the King had called for a feast. Aegon said it was mostly a ploy to try and get Father's favour once again, using the occasion as something to tie the families some more. Jae did not care really; he was just relieved he was going to be reintroduced to society.

Before they left, Jae turned and took one last look at the square. It was something he hoped he would never see on this side of the narrow sea, yet it had happened and he was going to be the one to do what is right. No matter the cost.

Jae

422 New Valyria

It was rather odd to be in the Red Keep as a Targaryen again. He had obviously trekked through the castle on his return but it was strange walking in here, where literally every person in the room was eyeing you. Most of the people were curious but some were full of awe, the people who looked at him with stars in their eyes had him the most uncomfortable.

Father was leading them inside to the great hall, he looked like he would rather be anywhere else but here, as did most of the Targaryens but they had to do their duty. Truthfully, if Jae had known about the chasm between the Solteres' and his own family he would have liked to stay more anonymous, but that ship had sailed with the note and now here they were.

Aegon was in front of Jae with Arianne on his arm, Arianne was wearing a proper Dornish dress, her legs and chest mostly on display. Aegon looked to love the way she showed off her body and was unapologetic about it. Father obviously had Cersei and Elia on each arm, they were not speaking or whispering as Aegon and Arianne were, probably do to the tenseness of the situation.

Jae had Myrcella on his arm, and to say Jae was surprised when he saw the twins again was under doing it. Seeing how the two of them had grown into two of the wildest beauties he had ever seen had Jae feeling so entirely possessive and protecting of both of them that he was a little bit ashamed of himself. Myrcella had grown a few inches, her bust was full and her arse perky. She had the same high cheekbones and eyes as father but her lips and nose were her Mothers. The combination between the Lannister and Valyrian blood made for her to be as beautiful or even more beautiful than most Valyrians. Jae would be lying if he had said he was not attracted to her.

Visenya was largely the same, she had the Valyrian hair and her Mother's green eyes. Her bust was smaller than Myrcella's but her bottom was larger, she had Father's cheekbones and lips but then her Mother's nose and eyes. Personally Jae felt more attraction to Myrcella, but Visenya was still outrageously gorgeous, and she was still his little sister who he would kill for.

Behind Jae and Myrcella, Visenya was walking with Daemon. Jae had barely even spoken to Daemon since his return, his little brother became rather timid and shy around him, but was overly arrogant with others. That confused Jae, as Aegon had told him that Daemon was a little shit when he wished, but Father had disciplined him away from it. Why would Daemon act that way towards Jae then?

Their family made their way to the great hall, two slave guards were standing at the doors and opened them as they walked past. Jae had to clench his jaw from speaking to the slaves, it would be improper for him to do so, and he did not wish to embarrass his family on his first feast back.

"Relax Brother," Jae felt Myrcella rub her hand along his wrist as they walked, "It is just a feast, we have sat through hundreds before." Jae was grateful for Myrcella's words as they calmed him slightly, but Jae had a bit of a nagging feeling in the back of his mind. He felt as if something was going to go wrong tonight.

They entered the hall to a slight noise, there were some Valyrian families there but about half of the hall was empty as the others were still to show up. Father lead them to their seats, they were sat at their usual spot during these feasts, the table closest to the royal family, just to the left of the head table but perpendicular.

As Jae went to sit, he noticed that the crowd had quietened, he took his eyes off of his chair and looked around to find that all of the people currently in the hall had their eyes in his direction. It was rather unnerving, he stayed composed and flashed a tight lipped smile, the others giving him nods of respect and smiles of their own before they went back to their earlier conversations.

From then on it was mostly just waiting, Jae spoke with his siblings about things that could possibly happen tonight. Aegon had warned him earlier about a change in the King and Maekars behaviour but Jae was apprehensive. He had seen some pretty fucking vile things while he was away, he was sure that he could handle the Solteres'.

The room steadily filled up, people not being shy in their appraisal of him, it made Jae uncomfortable as he felt like a piece of art that people looked at and not a real human being. The looks were mostly done tastefully though, respect and recognition in their eyes. Some looked at him with greed, while others with lust. Jae was surprised that people were being so blatant in their leering, but he had learned the skill of reading people as a necessity while he was away, it was certainly useful now.

Finally, the room filled and the Solteres' were announced. "All hail Zaegar of House Solteres, the leader of the empire of New Valyria and the King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros." Jae stood along with the rest of the people in the hall. Zaegar walked in easily, he had a woman on his arm, the woman had a collar around her neck, she had bright red hair, and looked to have a red ruby on her collar, Jae looked at Aegon in confusion but he was focused on the head table.

Zaegar was the exact same as Jae remembered, he looked a little bit more tired, but other than the usual aging he looked the same.

Maekar and Rhaenys followed. Rhaenys had not changed much over the five years, she was practically done growing by the time he left, so she largely remained the same. Maekar was the exact same as Jae remembered, still just looked like a big dumb, yet handsome brute. Maekar had Rhaenys on one arm, she shot a quick look over to the Targaryen family, a soft smile graced her lips before she schooled her expression once again. In Maekar's other hand, it looked like he was holding a rope. The two walked towards the table and on the end of Maekar's rope was a woman. The rope was tied to her collar, so it was practically a leash, she was dressed very nicely, but she was looking at the floor, remaining completely submissive as she walked.

Jae was disgusted and confused, how dare Maekar bring a whore to the feast?

Jae reached over and grabbed Aegon's arm, getting his attention, "What is going on?" he growled. Aegon shot him a sympathetic look, then whispered at him, "The King took on a concubine slave girl, it is said she twists his mind because she is a devout follower of the Red God." New Valyria was well known to be largely without religion, the Valyrians believing they were above the ruling of Gods. Having a person of religion having the King's ear was dangerous, especially if she pushed him towards being devout. Religion made people believe funny things.

"Who is the girl with Maekar?" Jae spoke again, the girl on the leash settled on a pillow between Maekar's legs, she kneeled under the table as Maekar and Rhaenys sat. Jae felt his jaw clenching in anger subconsciously, Aegon gripped his wrist as a reminder to settle. "She is his own concubine, Taena of Myr, he followed in his Father's footsteps." Aegon then gestured around the room, "Look around Jae, there are multiple men with concubines now, the King made it common."

Jae did look around and he found that Aegon was correct. Now that everyone was standing it was rather easy to see the woman kneeling on pillows or on the stone floor underneath the tables, between their Lord's legs, the wives of the Lords sat by their side while a woman and Jae saw some men kneeling underneath. "Aegon, this is not right." Jae said contritely, Aegon nodded at him resignedly, as if there was nothing they could do.

Jae then watched as the rest of the royal family came out, Daenyra walked with a man on her arm, by the way they looked moony eyed at each other he guessed they were husband and wife. Daenyra had grown in the five years to look more like her Mother, just a rather boring looking Valyrian compared to others. Her husband was entirely Valyrian as well, if Jae had to guess he was a Parlarys as Jae had never seen him before and they largely resided at Summerhall.

Next Maella came out, she stood in between her younger brother and sister, she had grown very beautiful, her sharp features making for a regal face. When Jae had left she was lean and skinny but her body had developed, she was rounder, but still very lean. The twins looked almost exactly like their Father, they were still growing at only two and ten, Malaerya and Vimar looked like regular Valyrians.

The royal family stood in front of the table, with the concubines settling on their knees. Zaegar took his wine glass, which was already full, "my Lords and Ladies, tonight we welcome back a dear friend of the Royal Family!" applause was had, the King looked in Jae's direction, giving him a slimy smile. Jae was uncomfortable with the look but returned it with a small close lipped smile. "Jaehaerys Targaryen returns from impossible odds! Shipwrecked and left for dead, five years later he returns to his family, bringing newfound joy to New Valyria!" more applause, the words were exaggerated, he has not even spoken to a Solteres yet. "to the Targaryens! Loyal friends to the royal family and the greatest bankers the known world knows!" a loud 'to the Targaryens' echoed through the hall as the occupants chanted back the King's words. The King then sat, allowing everyone else to do so.

The feast began simply, the King gestured for some light music to be played as they ate. Jae felt anxious and claustrophobic all at once. People kept looking at him, after being away for so long, isolated for most of it, the loud noises, the crowd and just the general interest in him was strange and uncomfortable. Myrcella noticed his anxiousness and placed her hand in his, he had not realized that it was shaking slightly, Jae looked over to her and flashed her a grateful smile, Myrcella smiled back sadly, using her thumb to rub circles on his hand.

Jae used the food as a way to calm himself, he paid attention to what he was eating and focused on his plate as to calm his mind. The next time he looked up, the King was signalling for the festivities to begin. Jae stood, Myrcella quickly grabbed his hand, "Where are you going?" Jae looked at her questioningly, "Going to greet the Solteres' and Rhaenys," shaking his head at his sister, he walked around the table, patting Father on the back as he passed.

Jae walked up to the head table, as he walked up the steps, Maella was the first to notice him, "Jae!" she called out happily, the joy in her voice had Jae smiling at her in return. She stood, and Jae bowed, then she wrapped him into an embrace. "It is so good to see you safe and well Jae." Maella felt good in his arms, Jae felt a smaller hand pulling on the bottom of his doublet. "Hello Malaerya, do you remember me?" Jae said softly to the youngest of the Solteres', she looked downtrodden but replied simply, "No, but my Sister would tell stories of you."

Jae looked up towards Maella after that statement, and she had a soft blush, "I hope they were good stories," Jae said in Malaerya's direction, the little girl smiled nodding quickly. Jae looked over to Vimar who was looking at him with awe, Jae took a step closer but the boy cowered from him. Jae flinched, but Maella clarified for her brother's actions. "He is very shy Jae, do not worry." Jae gave her a pinched smile.

Maella then turned towards her older sister, "Dae, come greet our guest." Daenyra had not noticed Jae was there, and she turned recognition filling her eyes. She stood, smiling happily. "it is good to see you Jaehaerys, we missed you here." Jae was surprised with the kindness in her voice, Jae bowed, and then Daenyra wrapped him into an embrace as well. They separated from each other and Daenyra's husband stood. "Jae, may I introduce my husband, Jacaeron Parlarys." Jae reached forward to shake the man's hand, the man hesitated then took it reluctantly.

"It is good to meet you Lord Parlarys, Daenerys always spoke well of the time she spent at Summerhall." Jacaeron's eyes widened at the mention of Daenerys but remained impassive. "it is nice to meet you as well." Jae was confused by the man's coldness, luckily, Rhaenys broke the awkwardness, she stood, and Jae had an excuse to move away from the man.

Jae greeted Rhaenys with a smile, "Hello sister," Rhaenys looked bored at first, but then broke into a wide smile as well, they met halfway and Jae hugged her tightly. Before he left Jae and Rhaenys were eye to eye, now Jae was a good four inches taller than her, "you've grown huge little brother!" she stated with a tad of melancholy. "and you've grown more beautiful sister."

Rhaenys smiled at Jae's compliment, "I missed you brother," Jae was pleasantly surprised with the warmth Rhaenys was showing, marriage could have changed her. "I missed you too," Jae leaned forward plant a kiss on her cheek. Jae was relieved to see she was still smiling. They separated, and Maekar came up behind Rhaenys. He had the rope in one hand, Rhaenys flinched away when Maekar went to place his other hand on her shoulder, Jae side eyed Rhaenys who could only look down to the floor.

"Jaehaerys!" his voice boomed, not caring that his wife had just shifted away from him. "It takes a real warrior to comeback from what you did!" he was loud and clearly slightly drunk. "Thank you Lord Maekar, I have to give thanks to Ezraelex, I could not have done it without her." Maekar's laughter was loud and Jae spotted a soft smile on Rhaenys' lips.

"How is your dragon Jae?" Rhaenys said softly, "She is well, her and Myrax are reunited so they are spending time hunting and playing together." Jae said, obvious pride in his voice over the dragon he loved. Maekar questioned, "She?" and Jae nodded, "Ez laid some eggs," Rhaenys eyes widened, "Where are they?" Jae pinched his lips together, before shaking his head, Rhaenys reached over to wrap her arm around Jae's waist. "I'm sorry Jae." Jae accepted her embrace easily.

Jae then watched as the King stood, bringing his Red Concubine with him. Rhaenys quickly released him, shooting him a sorry look before she took her seat. Maekar bowed his head to his Father then did the same, Jae moved forward bowing to the King. "Jaehaerys! I was praying for your safe return." Jae kept his face the same, not showing any outward emotion. The King had just told him that he had been praying, this Red Woman was not at all a good influence.

"Thank you my King," Jae said steadily, "you said you prayed for me?" Jae then asked innocently, curiously, making sure the King would not suspect Jae's real intentions. "Yes, Jae, this is Melisandre, she is a follower of the Red God of Volantis, and she has directed me in the right direction," he paused, looking over lovingly to Melisandre then continued, "to piety!" Jae immediately felt some suspicion for the King's actions. He did not show it but fear settled into his bones, the King's mind was already addled.

Jae looked to the woman, she was beautiful, had red hair, red eyes and dark red lips. The collar around her neck was the object that drew the eye, as in the middle of it was a ruby, it was a strange combination as the leather strap was easily the cheapest article of clothing on her body.

Jae bowed in her direction and she did the same, "I met a few Red Priests and Priestesses while I was away." Jae said simply, not wanting to give anything away. Melisandre jumped on the opportunity, "the Red God R'hllor guides us all Jaehaerys. It is just a matter of following his lead." She certainly was convincing, she spoke with passion and a gentle accent that was musical. The King looked enraptured by her words but Jae just nodded at her, she had quite the hold on the King.

They were pulled from their conversation as the doors opened, slaves walked in carrying different tools, then two different slaves who were naked walked behind them. Jae said his goodbyes to the King and made his way back over to his family, giving Rhaenys a quick kiss on the cheek on the way past, grasping Maella's shoulder, giving her a small smile before he settled.

Jae watched as the slaves brought in a large steel bowl, then placed dry logs, dry leaves and dry twigs into the bowl, starting a fire. They then placed a large steel rod into the bowl, letting it sit in the heat. Jae quickly realized what this was and he was disturbed that the King would be doing this in front of other people. He was going to brand his slaves in the middle of a feast!

Jae leaned over to Aegon, "What the fuck Aeg!" keeping his voice quiet, the exasperation in his words being enough to show his distress. Aeg set his hand on Jae's shoulder pushing him back into his seat. "This is common now, he does this often to 'prove the slaves worth' to the rest of the Lords and Ladies." Jae's emotions were swirling, he felt enraged, surprised, disgusted and disappointed in the state of events. Aegon explained further, "It is just propaganda for his new interest in slaves, he wants to prove that they are worth the declining economy." Jae clenched his jaw again, rubbing a hand along his hip.

Jae's own brand on his hip claiming him as a slave felt like it was burning again, the mark creating an ugly narrative on his skin. He felt it burning the same as when the steel touched his skin and he stood abruptly, needing to escape this. Aegon grabbed his shoulder again, "Sit! The King will notice if you leave."

Jae leaned over to Aeg, speaking aggressively "I don't fucking care, I am not staying for this." He pointed to the two naked slaves and the other slaves preparing the steel branding rod. Myrcella tried to pull on his hand as he turned to leave, but he pulled it away, she looked stricken but Jae could not care for her reaction right now, he felt like he was going to have a panic attack.

Jae quickly made his way towards where he knew a large balcony was off of the side of the Great hall. As he strode his way into the fresh air, the salty breeze from Blackwater bay had Jae settling slightly. His rage cooling for now. Jae took a few deep breaths; he ran his fingers through his hair the long strands on top sliding through his fingers comforting him.

Jae could not believe what was happening within New Valyria. A brutal slave trade, his sister in an abusive marriage, concubines being common, religion influencing the King's decisions. Their Valyrian ancestors would spit on them. It enraged him, but also fueled him, he would have to do a lot of work, bloody work if he wished to change the way New Valyria now conducted itself. It was an impossible task for one person, yet Jae had beaten impossible odds before and he was determined to do it again.

"You should not be out here."

Jae turned to find the owner of the melodious voice. A woman was leaning on the entryway to the balcony. She was wearing a warm orange dress, her tanned skin was similar to Rhaenys and Aegon's, she had long black hair and deep violet eyes. She was very beautiful; the type of beauty men sang songs about. She stepped further onto the balcony, "you should be inside enjoying your feast Jaehaerys." The closer she got the more Jae felt some recognition of her. She walked so they were standing only a few feet apart, she set her arms onto the balcony railing looking out to the sea.

From her profile, Jae figured out who she was, her jawline was the same as her brothers. "You're Ashara Dayne." Ser Arthur Dayne was a member of Zaegar's Kingsguard, he was an outrageously talented knight who would often follow around the Solteres' when they would play in their younger years.

Ashara faced him then curtseyed, "It is an honour, my Lord" Jae bowed, then reached out for her hand, placing a kiss on the back, "The honour is all mine, my Lady, it is not every day that you get to meet the 'most beautiful non Valyrian in the world.'" That was a title that Ashara held, to be honest, she was one of the most beautiful non Valyrians Jae had seen, the title was not exactly wrong. Ashara shot him a look of annoyance, "I expected a Stark to speak from the heart, not repeat what others simply say." That was odd, it was not very often people referred to him as a Stark.

It was something she did purposely as she shot Jae an observational look after she said it judging his reaction. "you expect a Stark to like watching public brandings?" he questioned, if she was to question his absence of the feast then he would question what she knows about him.

It was the right thing to say as Ashara smiled brightly, "No, I would expect not." Her smile was devastating, it made her all the more appealing when she did not even need to smile to get men to kiss her feet.

"How well do you know the Starks?" Jae was genuinely curious, and if he needed more information on Ashara before forming an opinion then he would voice his questions. Ashara looked at him crazily, "I met your Mother and her brothers at multiple different events." Jae had not known about that, and his confusion must have shown. "Neither Brandon nor Ned mentioned me?" Jae looked at her with regret but shook his head. "It is not very honourable to speak on another woman when you are married," Jae chided softly. Ashara huffed, "You should have heard them speak before they were married."

Jae only shook his head. This was a good sign, Uncle Brandon and Uncle Ned were the best men Jae knew, if they trusted Ashara, then Jae would as well.

Ashara continued, she turned to face Jae fully, and Jae did the same, "Away for five years and you come back to this," she lazily gestured back to the feast, "I can see why you wished to get away."

Jae was rather confused with her actions, this was Ashara Dayne, cousin to the Darkstar, the man who was known to be the most violent slaver in New Valyria, yet she was speaking as if she hated the actions as well. "you speak as if a member of House Dayne is not a ruthless slaver." Jae spoke evenly, trying not to display his opinion on Darkstar while revoking a reaction from Ashara.

Luckily for Jae, Ashara's reaction was immediate. Her dark violet eyes flared to anger, her eyebrows pinched together and her teeth clenched. She moved towards him, point at his face animatedly. "Darkstar does not represent House Dayne!" Ashara may be beautiful but she is certainly not intimidating.

Jae did not react at all, and he let Ashara's anger calm before she spoke again, she snorted, "leave it to a Stark to confront the elephant in the room directly." Jae smiled, it was a rather Stark thing to do.

Ashara then spoke again, "I do wish Darkstar was not a Dayne, he spoils our good name." Jon's reply was simple and even "good." Ashara's expression shifted to confusion, her face asking the question for her. "so you will not fault me when I ruin him."

That only made Ashara's questioning look deepen. She spoke this time though, "you plan to ruin Darkstar?" Jae stayed composed, Jae was uncertain in planning on killing him, so he was not going to tell her. "I just wish to change New Valyria back to what it was, if I need to do certain things to ensure that, then I will."

Ashara gave Jae a long look, she then turned away looking pensive. Jae leaned back on the railing, he was unsure if he had exposed too much and accidentally gave away his plans, but the way Ashara reacted to the first mention of Darkstar gave him the security he needed to tell her. It would be incredible if Jae had a Dayne ally to help him return order. Especially one as influential as Ashara.

Ashara was well known around New Valyria, she was brought onto the Red Keep staff after her brother put her name in to run the economics of the Red Keep. After the Queen had passed, Ashara had completely taken over the duties of the castellan. The King ruled with Maekar, and since Daenyra and Maella were too young to do it, Ashara stepped in. She made good coin and was a powerful figure. Her insight to the Red Keep as well as Missandei's insight of the on goings of the Royal Family would be key in Jae's pursuit to change New Valyria for the better. Information was a weapon.

Ashara set a hand on Jae's arm, he turned and looked directly at her. "I wish for things to back to the way they were too Jae," she paused, changing her expression to one of regret, "but I simply cannot aid you." Jae nodded. He knew it was a long shot, Ashara would not make herself vulnerable for Jae's own mission. "I understand; I do wish for some discretion if that is possible."

Ashara nodded, then smiled, "that I can do." Jae smiled back, "I do wish to call you a friend," Jae spoke, it would do well just to spend time with Ashara, it would further provide information if she were to slip up, Jae felt rather dirty manipulating her this way, but he figured Ashara would figure it out pretty quickly.

"Of course," her smile was charming and absolutely lethal, she could make a man's knees weak with one flash of her teeth.

Jae set an arm out for her and she took it walking back inside. They walked back into the hall and it was loud and brash inside. The branding ceremony had been completed and people were up and speaking to each other. "I must go Jaehaerys, duties to do." Jae nodded, he took her hand to place a kiss on it but Ashara pulled him close, "See you soon," she spoke as if it was a secret, and then placed a kiss on his cheek before she walked away, her arse was large and her hips were definitely swaying. Jae could see why people labelled her as a seductress.

Jae walked back over to his family, Father and Elia were standing, Uncle Oberyn wrapping an arm around his sister's shoulder, on the other side of him stood one of his daughters. Jae went over to them and placed his hand on Father's shoulder. Father smiled at him, and then spoke. "Elia," Elia looked over and then smiled at Jae, Oberyn spotted him and smiled bright, "Jae!" he happily shouted, he separated from Elia and wrapped Jae into a hug. "I am so happy to see you again, nephew" Jae smiled at his words, "Thank you Uncle Oberyn." Smiling brighter than before.

Oberyn pulled away from Jae, "Nephew, I have a gift for you." Jae was never good at accepting gifts, he was always grateful and appreciative but he never thought that he deserved anything of any substance. "you did not need to Uncle! I have done nothing to deserve a gift from you." Oberyn laughed then spoke again, "Jae, you are alive, I say that is reason enough."

Oberyn then turned towards the woman next to him, they shared multiple features so Jae's guess of her being his daughter was correct. "This is Tyene, my daughter." Jae smiled, taking her hand and placing a kiss on the back of it, "it is an honour, my Lady."

Jae looked up at her, meeting her eyes, he was momentarily taken away from her looks. She had long blonde hair, deep blue eyes and pouty pink lips. Her jaw was sharp with dimples on either side of her lips. Her bust was on display in her dress, it was red in colour that showed off her cleavage. Jae's perusal of her must have been obvious for she held a small smile when he met her eyes again.

When Jae pulled away, there was an awkward silence around the group of them. Tyene was looking touched, while Oberyn held a big smile. Jae turned to look at Father and Elia and both of them were looking at him grimly. Jae looked at them confused, then spoke again, "I thought there was a gift Uncle Oberyn?"

Oberyn chuckled, sharing a look with Tyene who smiled again, Jae was confused by their mirth. Oberyn reached forward and gripped Jae's shoulder, "Jae, Tyene is the gift." It took a few seconds for Oberyn's words to settle, his mind felt like white noise for a few moments before he stupidly and loudly blurted out, "pardon?"

Oberyn looked out of his element, and looked over to Father over Jae's shoulder for help. Jae turned to look at Father, "Jae, Oberyn wishes for you to take Tyene as a concubine." Jae's mind went nearly blank again, the only thing he could think of was the brand on his hip, never ever would he force another person to be a slave.

Jae nodded at his Father, but then looked at Tyene, speaking calmly, "you wish to do this?" Tyene looked surprised to be addressed by him, but spoke easily, "I am a bastard, it is a rise in status to be the concubine to a Targaryen." Her voice was soft and sweet, and Jae found that he liked her accent. Oberyn then smiled at Jae, he then spoke honestly, "when she came to me with her wish I recommended you because of your Stark honour, I assure you Tyene will be great to you." Jae blinked slowly at Oberyn, "I am not concerned about whether she will be good to me Uncle," Jae spoke, then turned to look at Tyene, "I never dreamed of having a concubine."

Oberyn nodded and went to speak then was interrupted by Elia reaching out for Jae's hand. "Jae, if you do not take Tyene, then we are not certain of her safety." Elia spoke convincingly, "as you can see she is very desirable," Jae looked over to Tyene and saw her blush, Elia continued, "if you do not accept, then someone else much worse than you might." Elia finished, she pulled on Jae's hand again to get him to look at her. Her eyes were honest and pure, and Jae nodded at her.

Jae held a hand out for Tyene, which she took, "are you truly alright with this?" Tyene's eyes were honest when she nodded. Jae smiled at her which she returned, Jae then looked at Oberyn smiling, "Thank you Uncle Oberyn, I promise to treat her well." Oberyn smiled bright, "I know you will," he then clapped Jae on the shoulder.

Jae kept his hand in Tyene's as he turned to Father, "Father, I beg your leave, I would appreciate some privacy to speak to my…." Jae hesitated unsure of what to call Tyene, Father filled in for him in a rather innocent way, "charge." Jae smiled at him appreciatively. "Of course Jae, take a red cape with you." Jae nodded, then said his goodbyes.

Aegon looked surprised with Tyene's presence, Arianne looked happy to have her childhood friend back, the twins simply looked confused and jealous while Cersei looked happy for him. She spoke in jest, "I see you got that woman." Making Jae laugh, Aegon and Arianne following in their laughter.

Jae

417 New Valyria

Jae floated in and out of consciousness for what felt like years. He would wake with the sun bearing down on him, and then wake with the dead of night covering the skies.

He felt horrid and gross, and the picture of Daenerys shooting out the bottom of the boat kept replaying in his mind, his grief forever on the forefront of his memories, he had lost his best friend and love, and he would never see her again.

Jae silently wished to just be killed as well and be done with it, why did the world make him suffer through floating through the sea, only to die later than Daenerys herself.

Jae went into unconsciousness for a time, and when he woke he looked around, he saw land what felt like a short swim away. Jae's eyes widened and his heart let itself hope. He kicked his legs twice, then pushed his arms out, Jae had not realized but the muscles in his hands had actually seized around the dagger he held in the boat. His grip was punishing and absolute. With his other hand he attempted to pry his fingers off of it but he was too weak to even try. Jae attempted to swim towards the land only to feel how tired and malnourished he was, there would be no swimming, unless he wanted to push himself closer to death.

It took a few moments but he fell unconscious again, the next time he woke he had floated up onto a beach, the beach was flat and long but behind it there were trees and plants. Jae turned himself over coughing and sputtering the excess salt water in his lungs. He felt his throat stinging and his stomach was completely empty. He went to stand and nearly fell over with his lethargic muscles.

Most of his muscles nearly seized when he stood, so Jae attempted to crawl to the tree line. The crawl felt like the hardest thing in his life, it was only about twenty yards, yet it felt like there was a mountain in front of him.

Jae just focused on putting hand in front of hand, knee in front of knee, every movement felt like a colossal effort, and the time he reached the trees, hours had passed, he was sweaty and exhausted. With one last monumental effort Jae pushed forward to thrust the dagger into the tree. In truth he was trying to pry it from his hand, but when water seeped out of the crack in the tree, Jae's eyes widened.

A new wave of energy hit him, pushing himself to the limit, he stabbed at the tree three more times in the same spot. The crack grew larger and larger but no water came out. Jae gave up quickly, leaning so his back settled onto the tree. Nearly as soon as he sat, water came flowing out of the tree, soaking his hair and face.

Jae turned once again, cupping it in his hand, he took a drink, confirming it was fresh water he drank more and more, cupping his hand and splashing some on his face. His stomach rumbled loudly but he ignored it, fresh water was a necessity to survive, and he had just gotten extremely lucky.