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"Viserys is dead," Rhaenys' voice echoed and Saera glanced at Rhaenyra whom face dropped upon hearing the words.
"I grieve this loss with you two, Rhaenyra, Saera. My cousin, your father..." Rhaenys glanced back at Saera whom stepped forward to stand with Rhaenyra, "—Possessed a kind heart."
"There is more," Rhaenys spoke stepping toward them, and Saera saw the tears starting to form in Rhaenyra's eyes, "Aegon has been crowned as his successor."
Saera opened her mouth, the shock washing over her, Saera heard Rhaenyra groan beside her. Saera took a deep breath, "They crowned him?"
"How did Viserys die?" Daemon asked, "I could not say."
"How long ago?" Rhaenyra groaned, as she held her stomach, "A day past, perhaps two. I was made a prisoner in my quarters while the Queen made her preparations."
Daemon has took it upon himself to stand beside Rhaenyra, "Alicent demanded you declare for Aegon," Realizing washing over the princess as Saera kept quiet.
"She did."
"I refused her."
"And yet you are alive."
"The High Septon crowned Aegon in the Dragonpit. I witnessed it myself just before I fled on Meleys," Rhaenys spoke, and Saera met her eyes, "They crowned him before the masses?"
"So that the masses would see him as their rightful king.."
Daemon was angry, his voice rising as he spoke, "That whore of a Queen murdered my brother and stole his throne. And you could have burned them all for it."
