(One Month Later)
Rhaegar Targaryen sat in the corner of the room that Lyanna had been taken into after they had dragged her back in. His anger bubbled beneath the surface and his aura threatened to leak out of his body. He looked at Lyanna, her pale pristine skin and her thick brown curls that cascaded from her head, yet he couldn't help but despise the woman. His left hand throbbed in pain every time he looked at her; when he looked down at his hand two of his fingers had been removed and the stumps were blackened from what appeared to be frostbite.
When Rhaegar had poured the tonic down her throat they had dragged her back into the room. He didn't notice how docile Lyanna became and how her strength slowly faded from her body, no instead his eyes were firmly locked on her body and her breasts that threatened to spill out of her gown. When he and Arthur lay her back on her bed he decided he had waited long enough and he needed to put his seed inside of her. 'After all, it is my right,' he had thought to himself. Arthur certainly wasn't going to stop him and that foolish servant that tried to was dead.
He began to disrobe himself while Arthur stood in the corner, he didn't much care that the man was watching, there was nothing behind his eyes, nothing but Rhaegar. He then went to brush her face with his hands and as soon as he made contact with her skin he felt an unbearable pain rush through his hand, he fell to the ground and watched as his pinky and ring finger started to freeze over. He released his aura from his body to protect himself but it was futile, no matter how much he poured into his hand it kept on freezing. His screams alerted Arthur who immediately rushed to his Prince, he analysed the situation and realised that the frostbite would spread across his whole body if it was not stopped.
Less than a second later he drew his sword out and cut off both of the affected fingers, deciding it would be better for his charge to lose them rather than die in agony. His gaze then switched to Lyanna who was unconscious on the bed, the part of her skin that had been touched by Rhaegar was a pale blue but the colour quickly receded and changed back to normal. "Are you well my Prince?" Arthur asked as he knelt down next to him.
"No! Hells! What was that?!" He shouted as grasped his bloody hand.
"It seems she made a Vow my Prince," Arthur replied.
Rhaegar stood up looking at Lyanna with a venomous gaze, he stepped towards her drawing his dagger as he did and raised it up high before bringing it down to her chest. However when it struck her it shattered and Rhaegar was launched back by the resulting shockwave. "You shouldn't interact with her my Prince, we have no way of knowing what she vowed, it could have deadly consequences," Arthur advised as he helped Rhaegar up.
Rhaegar panted heavily but allowed his blood to cool down. "We need an Aura exorcist, they would be able to remove the vow on her," He stated.
Back to the current time when Rhaegar sat and lamented the loss of his fingers. Ravens had been sent out searching for an Aura Exorcist, but they were rare, even rarer than healers. "Why did you have to make things so difficult, I saw the way you looked at me in the hall, you were enthralled were you not?" Rhaegar asked the unconscious form of Lyanna as he looked at her.
"Our child will be important, he will stand atop the world and know even more fame than Aegon the Conquerer."
"I could've chosen anyone to mother them but I chose you, and this is how I'm repaid..." Rhaegar said as he clenched the fingers in his right hand.
However, before he could say any more a knock at the door interrupted him. "Enter," Rhaegar replied and inside stepped Arthur who had a messenger with him.
"I have a message from your father my Prince," The messenger said as he bowed before him.
"Then speak it," Rhaegar replied.
"He has ordered that you and Arthur come down and join the war effort, he expects you both to lead two of the armies that will be formed in his name," The messenger stated.
Rhaeger felt his anger rise once again but dismissed the courier before he could snap. "My father is a damn fool, if he was not the pin that held our family in power I would've thrown him to the wolves years ago," He spat out.
"What shall we do my Prince?" Arthur asked. While it was his duty to follow his king's command, Rhaegar had long since broken him of that notion; Rhaegar was his only King, from now until his death.
"We can't afford to disobey my father, not when the realm has erupted into rebellion..." Rhaegar said as he leaned forward in his seat.
"This could be a good opportunity..." Rhaeger said as he smiled.
"We can use the war to weaken the rest of the realm, take away their strongest aura users, and when the war ends we can finally remove my father from the throne." He had waited long enough to become King, and he sometimes regretted not taking action sooner, but he was a younger man then and like others feared his father's power.
"Ready the horses and the men, we will make for Kings Landing at first light," Rhaegar said to which Arthur nodded and left the room.
Rhaegar went to leave as well but took one last look at Lyanna, he felt his anger return as his gaze went down to her stomach. He had believed that the tonic had killed the babe that grew inside of her, but whatever vow she made seemed to protect it and allow it to grow inside of her.
'Damn you Daemon...'
Why did he have to pick the wrong woman. Daemon would've supported him, he knew he would've and it still hurt Rhaegar to this day that he had to get rid of such a capable friend. Daemon in some ways was even more loyal than Arthur, he had saved his daughters and father's life, the latter being when he was just a boy.
Rhaegar would've granted him anything he wanted, but when he saw Lyanna he knew he would have to have her, for the sake of the realm. He knew Daemon would never see it that way, they had spent years together and Rhaegar knew him well.
Dwelling on thoughts of Daemon brought pain to his heart. Ordering the death of one of his only friends was not something he wished to do, and in truth, he was happy that the Smiling Knight had failed to come back as it meant that Daemon was free. "I just hope you stay across the narrow sea and never return..." he whispered, hoping that his words somehow made his way to his friend.
Closing the door behind him he strode out leaving Lyanna alone. The beautiful woman seemed to be frozen in time, she didn't breathe and looked dead. Inside was a different story as only a small amount of her Aura worked to keep her body functioning, the rest of her aura gathered around her womb and protected the unborn babe. It nourished him and filled his body, but this was not something that a young child should be subjected to as using her aura to nourish the babe unlocked his aura.
Aura is life and if enough of it flowed away from your body you'd eventually die. However, the babe in Lyanna's womb was constantly being nourished by her life energy despite his aura being in a constant state of 'Enhance'. This created an unending cycle which was inadvertently causing the babe to grow their aura before they were even born.
(AN: So a little glimpse into the future or a little foreshadowing as the big boys call it. As I'm sure you can see the time Jon will spend in the womb will have a profound effect on him and his aura.)
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