#the dragon dancer

[lunarmoonanons]

The Red Mother

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Jaehaerys and his children take a trip north. In crowd of people YN sees a familiar face.

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During a bright morning in 72 Ac, King Jaehaerys flew with two of his children across Westeros. His oldest son, and his favorite daughter. Though YN was not of his blood, she was his daughter and his most beloved child. He would never say it to his other children, whom he loved, but he adored YN the most. He longed for her to call him ‘father’ and for her to stay with him for the rest of his life. 

This was one Jaehaerys’ many incursions across his kingdom. He wanted to show the people his strong family, his children he was so proud of, and especially YN his dragon caller. The people needed to see their dragons and their valyrian ancestry and magic. To know that their king and his heirs were strong. 

Besides which, Aemon had just claimed Caraxes so he could follow his father and sister on his own dragon. YN rode behind him on Balerion, the dragon she would always choose. Yet nowadays she would refrain from flying as much due to the dragon’s old age. Jaehaerys knew she adored the black dread. How she adored all the dragons, and had this connection to them that he could never fully understand. That was beyond him, yet he never loved her any less because of it. 

Soon they arrived in White Harbor, the only port city in the North. Where house Manderly sat and would welcome the King. Soon he and his children would fly to Winterfell and the wall, but here was where the most population was. They landed in a clearing, a necessary feat since Balerion was so large. Their entourage of knights and noble lords arrived quickly behind. The City greeted them with applause and cheers. YN smiled and waved and looked her best, though her heart was not in the mood. Jaehaerys had noticed the smile not reaching his daughter’s eyes, but he focused his attention on the head of House Manderly who greeted him warmly. 

YN found herself staring at the mothers and daughters in the crowd. Today was particularly hard for her since today is the anniversary of when her mother left her alone in this foreign land. A small girl of six years all alone, the last image of her mother being that of red eyes and red hair. Whispering about her brother whom she said was in the north, the north of north where ice burns like fire. She missed her mother, she missed the shadow city, and the dark mountains where she was from. She even missed the fire and abstract shadows on the wall. 

“Your mind is elsewhere.” Aemon chastised and nudged her slightly. 

YN composed herself and nudged him back. “And your mind is on your wife, so you focus on that firstly.” 

“I can focus on two things. And so can you. Pay attention or father won’t let us fly anymore.” Aemon replied and turned his head back to his father. 

YN looked at the crowd and for a moment the breath left her lungs. She saw someone in the crowd. Red hair and red eyes hidden behind others. She remembered the last image of her mother and could swear that this was her. She felt the urge to run away from Jaehaerys’ entourage and go to this figure. But before she could fathom the thought any further Aemon tugged her arm and she was brought back to the present. 

“Come, your majesty. We have prepared a feast for you and your men. You shall be well looked after.” The head of the house welcomed and led her father toward his home. 

YN took one last look at the crowd but the woman was gone. She felt tears prick at her eyes but blinked them away before any others could see. 

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The Manderlies did know how to take care of their guests. There was dancing and loud talking, music and food, and all of it could not distract YN from what she saw earlier in the day. Jaehaerys and Aemon sat to her right talking and not paying attention to the 18 year old girl. The head of house Manderly took a look at the girl and then to Jaehaerys and complimented the king on his daughter. 

“Forgive me my King, but as beautiful as your daughter is, she does not share the same beauty as your and your son share.” The Head asked. “I am not familiar with the story of how you came across such a lovely girl.” 

“I found her on the King’s road as it was being constructed. She conducted a miracle and called the Black Dread to her side and proved herself to be of the Dragon’s blood. As my family and I are.” Jaehaerys smiled at the memory. “I was blessed with her. And I will not have anyone else take her from my side. She belongs with me.” 

“She is his favorite.” Aemon joked and nudged his sister. When she did not react he turned fully to her and looked at her faraway gaze. “YN?” 

“I have to get some fresh air.” YN stated and stood from her seat. She kissed Jaehaerys on the cheek and found her way outside the main hall and to the stables. 

Her mother was on her mind and her home memories flashed about her. She missed home, she missed her brother, she missed everything. The only person she felt she could talk to was Balerion, but he was sleeping or flying high above. Most likely sleeping. He was home but he was her first home. 

“I’ve missed you my love.” A whispering voice floated upon the air, making YN look up and freeze upon the sight in front of her. Her mother, not red but in the image of what she looked like before she placed her strange necklace upon herself. YN was shaking as she stepped forward slowly, then quicker. And though she was not far away YN felt herself going miles before she wrapped her arms around her mother. 

“Mama.” YN cried and hugged her tighter. She felt relief as her mother wrapped her arms around her daughter and stroked the girl’s black hair. 

“My daughter. My sweet girl. Have you remembered what I’ve taught you?” She asked and pulled back. Without her necklace, which made her look young, YN saw the age on her mother’s face. She did not look like a crone, but YN memorized the lines on her face and the thinness in her cheeks. 

“I want to go home. I want to go back to the shadow city. Mama please.” YN begged and looked for comfort in her mother’s face. 

“I know. I know my love. You must have so many questions for me. But now is not the time.” Her mother dropped her arms and placed a kiss on her daughter’s forehead. “I cannot stay.”

“No! Please. I need you. Where have you been? Why did you leave me? Why did we leave home? Why does fire not burn me? I need you to answer my questions! I need you.” YN demanded and tried holding on tighter. But her mother pulled away and gave her one last gentle touch to her tan cheek. 

“I know. But you must be left here. I cannot stay.” She stepped away, whispering something that made YN fall to the ground on her knees and stare helplessly at her mother. 

“Mama! Mama please! I want to go home! I want to go home please!” YN begged and sobbed but to no avail. Her mother turned and disappeared into the nightly shadows. Wrapping her strange necklace around her neck and letting her hair turn red and young again. 

YN sobbed and hit the ground. Praying to someone, anyone, but no one would hear her. No one but Jaehaerys, who found his daughter on the ground sobbing and hitting the ground. He rushed forward, dropping to the ground with her and taking her in his arms. Shushing her and holding her tightly. 

“My daughter. My YN, what has you crying like this?” He asked and looked around but no one else was there, he bade his men to stay back and not look upon them. 

“My mother. My mama. She was here. She was here and she left me.” YN cried and cried. 

“My girl there is no one here.” 

“She was here. I wanted her to take me.” YN looked at him. Jaehaerys who had a concerned and worried look on his face.

“Take you? But my girl why would you want to leave?” 

“I wanted her to take me home. I want to go home.” YN whimpered and looked at the sky. “She left me. She left me again. I have no one.”

Jaehaerys sighed and kissed her forehead. “You have us. You have me. I cannot replace your mother but I cannot let you go. I love you dearly. My child. My girl. Come let's go inside. I’ll have you lie down. Then you can tell me everything.”

YN finally stood and let him guide her to a room. She knew she shouldn’t have said so much to Jaehaerys. But she couldn’t help it. She loved her adopted family. She loved Jaehaerys but he couldn’t be her home. She no longer had her mother. She ached for her mother. She ached for home. 

She wished she was home.

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