The stag.
"I know you can hear me boy, now open your eyes!"
Seven year old Harry, Suddenly opened his eyes in alarm, putting his hand under his pillow searching for his dagger.
The voice laughed, looking up, Harry found a ghost staring amused at him.
The ghost had platinum hair and amethyst eyes and a crown on his head, Harry knew who the ghost was.
The mad King, Aerys Targaryen the second of his name.
Huffing, Harry stood up from his bed.
Looking at the late King, Aerys Targaryen second of his name, Harry saw a trail of blood dripping from his back, looking back at the charred face of the late King, all Harry could see was madness written all over his face.
Aerys came closer towards the boy, and smiled.
"You can't hide from me forever, Jaehaerys."
Harry frowned "My name is Harrison" but then smirked.
"Well, I did so for the past couple of years."
The King growled.
"Don't play smart with me boy."
Coming closer towards the boy, Aerys had an urge to touch the boy so he grabbed his chin.
'curious'
Smiling, Aerys examined him thoroughly.
Frowning, Harry growled.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Smirking, Aerys looked him in the eyes.
"Examining my son of course."
Looking at the ghost flowing across him, Harry frowned.
"How are you so certain that I am your late still born son?"
Glancing at the boy, Aerys answered.
Coming closer towards the boy with a glint in his eye, Aerys continued. "The gods gave you back to me, my Jaehaerys. Burn them, continue what I didn't finish, burn them ALL!"
Harry sneered.
"I don't believe in gods, so why would I do that now? I don't have time to hear your nonsense, leave"
Gently caressing the boys dark locks, Aerys cooed.
"You will understand in time...my Jaehaerys."
Looking into the mirror, Harry frowned.
His eyes may have fooled him.
One of his jet black locks...was turning...white.
He was interrupted of his pondering by something that tightly hugged his leg.
Looking down he found the smiling face of his little four year old brother Tommen.
"What's wrong Tom?"
With wide, excited eyes, Tommen answered his big brother.
"Harry! Father asked me to bring you downstairs, he said you had to bring your light armour with you!"
Chuckling, Harry genuinely smiled towards his little brother.
"Well then, we don't want to keep them waiting for too long now, do we?"
Agreeing, Tommen rapidly nodded.
Jaime stood with ser Barristan Selmy to guard the King, Robert, while they waited for the boys to arrive.
Robert groaned.
"Why the bloody hell is it taking them so long! I want to catch my boar!"
Rolling his eyes in Annoyance at his brothers impatience, Stannis replied.
"They will be here soon enough brother."
Hearing giggles, they looked up.
There on Harry's shoulders sat Tommen. And Joffrey who walked among his brothers with a grimace on his face.
Seeing his sons, Robert barked a laugh.
"Finally, there you are. Now Harry set your brother down and grab your horse, you do the same Joffrey."
Joffrey grumbled about how unfair it was.
Tommen tugged on his fathers sleeve. Looking down at the little one, Robert questioned him what he wanted.
Finally having his fathers attention, Tommen pleaded.
"Can I come too? Pwease! I pwomise I'll just watch !"
Robert relented, while Harry looked panicked.
"I don't see why not?"
"No way, Tommen you can't it's too dangerous for you! I forbid it!"
Alarmed, Harry looked towards his father with disapproval.
Seeing the disapproval on his second eldest, Robert stood his stance.
"Let the boy watch Harry, leave it."
Huffing, Harry returned towards his horse.
Looking towards his right, Tommen saw his two older brothers standing ready with their weapons.
Joffrey's chosen weapon was a crossbow, Tommen frowned 'didn't father say that a crossbow was a cowards weapon?' Tommen thought.
Looking at his other brother, Tommen smiled.
Harry had two strange swords that their grandfather gifted him on his back.
And one majestic spear in one hand that had two points on each side which he got from uncle Stannis, while he looked at his surroundings.
While Harry focused on his surroundings, he almost didn't hear his little brothers alarmed voice.
"Harry!"
Turning around, he found Tommen frozen on the spot while a grand stag was headed straight towards his little brother.
Without even thinking, Harry ran towards his brother and the stag.
Ignoring the sharp cries of his father, uncles and ser Barristan Selmy, he jumped.
Stannis couldn't believe his eyes.
One second his youngest nephew, Tommen almost got trampled to death by an enormous stag.
And the next second his second eldest nephew, Harrison whom he saw as a son, ran and jumped towards the stag with his spear forward, the same double pointed spear he gifted him .
Closing his eyes, Stannis couldn't bear to watch any further.
Jumping forward, Harry didn't know what made him do it.
Striking his spear towards the enormous stag, he impaled him from it's neck.
He almost didn't feel the stag's antler pierce him, in his side.
Hearing his brother cry, Harry ignored the pain and instead grabbed the antler out of his side without any sound of pain.
Turning around, Harry crouched down on the muddy ground .
Taking his brothers face gently in his hands, Harry cooed.
"Hey, hey big man, don't cry." Hearing his brother's calming voice Tommen opened his watery eyes and calmed down as he looked into his brothers gentle, beautiful, mismatched eyes.
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Harry gave his little brother a gentle smile.
Tommen nodded.
"Now Tom, show me one of those handsome smiles of yours, that got all the maidens blushing, hum?"
Smiling Tommen hugged his big brother, he was so scared, he thought that he almost lost his big brother.
Picking up his little brother, Harry ignored the pain and asked if Tommen wanted to eat those desserts he liked so much with him.
When his brother nodded, Harry made his way towards the keep.
The King and his brother and guards all looked shocked towards the prince, Harrison
While Harry walked past him, Robert halted him.
Turning towards his father with a cold look.
"Let me trough, Haven't you done enough?"
Pulling his head down in shame, Robert nodded towards his second eldest.
Alarmed, ser Barristan saw that his prince was wounded.
"Prince Harrison! Let prince Tommen down and let us bring you to the healers immediately."
Turning towards the wide eyed faces of his uncles, father and ser Barristan Selmy, Harry looked down at his bleeding side, and shook his head.
"It's nothing, leave it."
And with that he made his way towards the keep with his little brother in his arms.
Joffrey looked with longing eyes towards his brothers back, he missed his brother, Harry, shaking his head and ignoring the sadness he felt, Joffrey picked up the golden crossbow his grandfather gifted him and looked towards the dead stag on the ground.
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