Chapter 15.1- The Seadragon's Roar
Added 2025-07-30 20:15:41 +0000 UTCLaena had been serious about not seeing Father in this state. Even now, she was out flying with Vhagar while I sat with Mother and the Easter watching him sleep soundly. “So there’s nothing you can do? Nothing at all?” This was not the first time Mother was asking this question.
“Maybe if I had gotten to him a few seconds after he was wounded then I would have had a chance. Not a guarantee, mind you, it would have been a slim chance regardless. Wounds like this, well, we tend to succeed three out of ten times. With how long it has been, and while Lord Laenor has provided excellent care, extended his life far beyond what most apprentices at the Citadel would manage, there is nothing that can be done. We can only make our peace with it” He replied. It was another version of the same answer he’d given five times already. I envied his bedside manner. He was able to speak in a way that delivered the news and brought her some small comfort, utensils there was nothing I could do to even come close to that.
“Can we speak to him? Say our goodbyes?” I asked. I’d avoided waking him throughout the time I cared for him. Partly to avoid making things worse, and partly because I had not been ready to face the inevitable. But I could tell time was running out. The wound had gone completely black and no amount of dressing or redressing it was making things better or even slowing the riot at this point.
It should be safe to wake him up in an hour or two, but I do not anticipate that he will last long. It is best that you gather the whole family so your father can make his last wishes known” The Maester replied.
