(Third Person POV)
"What?" Jaehaerys sighed as he rubbed his temples, "Are you kidding me...?"
Baelon Targaryen stood in front of his desk, reading the letter that was sent to them, "Gods...." He said with a scowl, "Just what we need. And here we were, willing to make peace with the fool."
Jaehaerys nodded, "So he's telling us to be careful..." He said, "We'd be wise not to take his threats lightly. He means it."
"Because he is going to do something." Baelon looked at him, "He must've done something terrible, as usual for Aemon to be completely shaken up. Your Heir and Hand of The King has been in shambles recently, Father."
"I know." Jaehaerys sighed, "I am getting too old for this...."
"What do we do?" Baelon asked
"We wait and see what his move is." Jaehaerys said, "We should not touch the subject, Whatever it is he plans, it doesn't seem to be a full-out war like we feared. It is something else. Something more sinister....."
Baelon crossed his arms, "Yea." He said, "That's what worries me. Have you heard from Barth?"
"He's spending more and more time in the Sept." Jaehaerys said, "From what my men tell me, several Knights from Houses all over are spotted coming in and out of the Sept. My guess is that Barth is discussing things with them."
"He's going to try and take matters into his hands." Baelon said, "With the Trinity here."
The doors to the study opened and Aemon walked in, a serious look on his face, "Your Grace." He said as he reached them, "Brother."
"Aemon." Baelon said, "How are you feeling? If you need to discuss-"
"Jocelyn is alive." Aemon said seriously
Jaehaerys and Baelon both stared at him with surprised looks on their faces, a bit taken aback by what Aemon had just said.
"What?" Jaehaerys said, "What do you mean?"
"Drakken brought her back to life." Aemon said, "In an attempt to make me suffer. He brought her back to life after Daranne Drakkengard died and has kept her in Harrenhal ever since....."
Baelon scowled, "H-How is that possible?"
"Are you certain?" Jaehaerys asked
"I saw her myself." Aemon said, "I felt her warmth myself. It was her. There was no trick, it was Jocelyn."
"That...." Baelon said as he looked down, "That fucking Monster.....and he is keeping her against her will?!"
"No." Aemon said, "It appears....that Jocelyn does not remember anything. She knows who she is....but she doesn't remember much of our time together."
Jaehaerys narrowed his eyes, "For what reason does he resurrect your wife aside from tormenting you?" He asked, "This.....I don't think it is just because of that."
"I've thought about it...." Aemon said, "While dwelling in my sorrow...the fact that the woman that I once shared bed with...whom I mourned.....is alive...I think that Drakken cannot bring back his Lady, Daranne."
Baelon looked at him, "What do you mean?"
"He mentioned that he did it to experiment." Aemon said, "To see what the effects would be. My guess is that he cannot bring Daranne back like he did Jocelyn....and aside from tormenting me, he is using her as a study...."
"But to think he actually did it...." Baelon said
"Will this affect you, Aemon?" Jaehaerys asked, "Jocelyn was your wife..."
Aemon looked down, "I....I don't know."
"Daella was in a good mood." Jaehaerys said, "Is there something you need to tell us?"
"She is with child." Aemon said,
"We are expecting a child soon."
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Later that night, Viserra had snuck out of the Red Keep and ventured into the city to meet with Ezra.
She had walked inside a building where several Trinity worshippers were gathered; Ezra sat in a table in the middle of the room, waiting for her.
"Our Dragon Maiden." Ezra said as he gestured at the seat in front of him, "Sit down, please. Go on, Princess."
Viserra had pulled her hood down and walked to the seat, "I...I almost got caught, Ezra." She said as she sat down, "What is going on?"
Ezra smiled slightly, "The time has come." He said, "It appears Our Lord has spoken. He wants us to make a move."
"A-A Move?" Viserra asked
"Yes." Ezra said, "Sol'Tyr is slumbering at the moment, so we cannot converse. But I've received word from Harrenhal, Lord Drakken has given us orders."
"What kind of orders?" Viserra asked
"It is a risky operation." Ezra said, "With Septon Barth breathing down our necks, constantly gathering Knights to hunt us down, we need to act carefully. But we are required to obtain a couple of things."
Ezra slid a folded paper to her, and Viserra took it, opening it to read the contents.
She widened her eyes, "T-This...." She said softly, "W-Why??"
"Our Lord seems to be planning something sinister for your House." Ezra said, "He is still angry. He does not plan on keeping a peaceful relationship with them despite being married to two of your sisters. Even so, he has you and your other sister as well...but it appears he intends to establish his dominance."
Viserra folded the paper and looked at him, "Where do I fit into this?"
Ezra pointed at the paper, "You're supposed to retrieve it for us." He said, "We cannot get into the Keep so easily. We already have you and Alyssa in there....plus our Knight."
"Me? Alyssa???' Viserra said as she leaned towards the table, "If we are caught, that is it! We are done! Do you have any idea what could happen to us?!"
"The Septon is no longer Hand of the King." Ezra said, "This plays great for us. Worst case scenario, your Father keeps you locked inside the Red Keep, isolated."
"That's bad enough!" Viserra said, "I will no longer be able to venture here and do my duties."
"Locked castles are no obstacle for Our Lord, The Great One." Ezra said with a slight smirk, "You know that. I know this is something that is quite....disheartening.....but it must be done. Dragonstone is also left alone, it appears he will make a move there."
Viserra looked down, "I...." She said softly, "I really don't know....this is too risky."
"Think of something. Get your sister involved." Ezra said
"What is going to happen if I obtain this?" Viserra asked, "What is he going to do with them?"
Ezra stood up, "What is our Lord the God of?"
"War....and Death....." Viserra said softly
Ezra walked over and gently patted her cheek, "You are smart, Viserra." he said with a gentle tone, "Figure that out yourself."
"Death...." Viserra said as Ezra walked away, "The Dead.....Oh....Oh no...."
"Why would he do that....?"