(Third Person POV)
"Find the culprit!" King Jaehaerys commanded, "I want whoever was responsible for this! Now!!"
"Yes, Your Grace!" A guard bowed slightly before turning around and walking towards the doors
Alysanne's face was pale. "I cannot believe something like this would happen...." She said, "Why would anyone do this to the poor girl?"
Jaehaerys had an angry scowl on his face, "Whatever the reason is, it should not matter now." He said, "The killer will be found and I will have their head for this. After building trust and good graces with House Tyrell, this happens?!"
The King was sitting on the Iron Throne, next to him was his Queen, and his Kingsguard, who were standing ready. News of Lady Ellyn's murder had spread throughout the Red Keep like wildfire. Lord Tyrell, who was bedridden at the moment, got a spurt of energy and stood up, commanding his Tyrell Knights to scour the Keep for whoever was responsible.
They have rounded up any guard, servant, and highborn who seemed suspicious. Lord Tyrell was enraged, the idea of his daughter's murder sending him into a fury. He was constantly yelling for his daughter's killer, telling him or her to show themselves and face him.
But after an hour of the discovery, there was nothing. They couldn't find anyone that would be linked to the murder of Lady Ellyn, Prince Vaelor's betrothed. The rest of the Royal Family were kept in their chambers, secure. This included Daella, who was completely shocked by the news of what had happened.
Aemon and Baelon were also searching for the culprit and while they were doing so, they noticed one thing; Vaelor was missing.
Aemon had entered the main hall, looking at his Father, "Your Grace, there is no sign of Vaelor!" He said, a serious expression on his face, "I have searched his chambers and most of our siblings' as well!"
Jaehaerys stood up, "What did you say??"
Alysanne looked at Aemon, "Where is he?!"
"I do not know...." Aemon said
"Find Vaelor, for crying out loud!" Jaehaerys said as he walked down the steps, "The last thing I need is for him to do something stupid, Aemon! Find him now!"
"I will do my best." Aemon said, "But we all know how Vaelor gets. If he doesn't wish to be found, he will make sure we don't find him."
"I do not care what it takes!" Jaehaerys pointed at him, "He is your responsibility as the Eldest, Aemon! Go and get him back!!!"
"Now!!"
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"Quite convenient." Vaelor said as he had a serious look on his face, "That you're nowhere to be seen....."
He was speaking to Ser Mace Tyrell, the uncle of Lady Ellyn. The man was crouching down in an alley, somewhere in the city. Vaelor had spotted him leaving the Keep earlier and he decided to follow him.
Ser Mace stood up, hiding something in his right hand behind his back, "P-Prince Vaelor..." He said with a bit of nervousness, "What is it you require?"
Vaelor glared at him, "Show me your right hand."
Mace grimaced, "Why do you need me to do that?"
"Do it." He pointed at him, "It is an order."
"All due respect, My Prince." Ser Mace smiled slightly, "I only take orders from my Lord Brother or the King him-"
"Shut the fuck up!!!" Vaelor shouted, "Show me your hand!!!"
Mace's expression darkened, and he showed him his hand, which was holding a bloodied dagger, his entire hand stained in blood. Even some of his right sleeve was completely covered in blood, which was a disgusting sight for Vaelor.
"You....." Vaelor said, "It was you...."
Mace scowled, "You don't deserve her." He said, "A snot-nosed little shit like you? With my Ellyn? Are you mad, My Prince? What made you think I would accept her? That Ellyn was MY Little Flower, one that I had all to myself at some point! And my brother had to push for her to be your betrothed, that fool!!"
Vaelor glared at him, "Your Little Flower?" He said, "You mean.....of course, I should have known.....Lady Ellyn was clearly disturbed by you...."
Ser Mace took a step forward, causing Vaelor to place his hand on the handle of his sword, "Such a beautiful woman....." He said, "To be given to a Prince? An ungrateful one?! One that would be obsessed with his own sister?! How disgusting!!!"
"Says the man who abused his niece sexually!!" Vaelor shouted, "How can you stand there and insult me while you are no better?! No! You are worse!! Unlike you, us Targaryen Princes don't abuse our blood!! You have spat in the face of your Brother's House!! You have spat in the face of the crown!! You have committed an unforgivable crime!!"
"I was going to be the Father of Ellyn's children!!" Mace glared at him, his eyes beginning to get a crazed look to them, "I was going to be her husband!! She belonged to me!!!"
"You're deranged." Vaelor said, "You are afflicted with madness, Mace Tyrell. You don't deserve to be called Ser, since you are no true Knight!! I will make sure you-"
Mace had lunged at Vaelor, smacking him hard in the face with a backhand. While Vaelor was but a boy of 12, Ser Mace Tyrell was an experienced Knight who had a clear strength advantage. Vaelor fell to the floor hard, grunting in pain as his entire vision spun.
"Urghh...." Vaelor said
Mace panted hard, sweat beginning to roll down his forehead, "What should I do with you, Prince Vaelor?" He said, "Should I kill you too? Should I.....fuck...!! I might as well!! Since I am going to leave for Essos anyway!! My brother will find out I killed his daughter regardless...I ought to rid the Realm of a Targaryen Prince."
Vaelor scrambled back to his feet, leaning against the stone wall next to him, "You...." He managed, "I will burn you."
"There is no dragon here!!!" Mace exclaimed
Vaelor had his back turned to Mace, "I...." He drew his sword slowly, "I will make you pay for what you did to her...she didn't deserve anything like that....I failed her....."
Mace raised his dagger, "I suppose I should send her with you!"
Vaelor turned around and thrust his sword at Mace, piercing him in his midsection, causing the man to drop the dagger.
"Curse you for all eternity!!" Vaelor shouted, "I will send you to the Seven Hells!!"
"I will ensure that you're nice and crisp when you get there!"