(Drakken's POV)
"Dead?" Jocelyn said softly, "I don't understand. What do you an, dead?"
As Mya placed a blanket over her to cover her naked body, I gently grabbed her by the chin to move her left to right, inspecting her head to see if she was good.
"Tell who you are, who your parents are, your family, and where you are from." I said as I leaned in to see her neck, "Now."
"I....I am Lady Jocelyn Baratheon." She said, "Daughter of Rogar Baratheon and Alyssa Velaryon, My brother is Boremund Baratheon.....and I am sister of the King and Queen....Jaehaerys and Alysanne...I am from Storm's End...my Father's seat."
"Hm." I said as I moved my hand to her eyes, opening his eyelids with my finger and leaning in, inspecting her pupils, "Is that so? Anything else?"
"No...." She said, "I am Lady Jocelyn, daughter of Rogar. What do you an I was dead, who are you?"
"I cannot get any clearer than that; you were dead for two years." I said, "And now you are back. Mya, she seems fine. Her body is the proper temperature, she doesn't seem to have any brain damage nor any other ntal affliction.....besides....well."
"What?" Jocelyn asked, "What is it?"
"Your mory. Seems you don't rember how you died. What's the last thing you rember?" I asked her
"I was sitting in my chambers...." She said, "Waiting for my Father....to call ...."
"Hm." I said, "Interesting."
It appears that her entire mory has been scrambled. She knows who she is, she knows who her family is, most of it at least. But she doesn't seem to know the rest of her life after marrying Aemon, I assu. Her mory has been affected and it seems to be.....permanent.
It is like her mind was never ssed with to begin with. Typically when a mory is manipulated, I can sowhat see the ntal stresses that it causes. But Jocelyn has none of them. The Mind is a fragile thing and manipulating mories causes slight bending that take ti to straighten out. She has no bends.
It is as if her entire life was removed completely from her history, her Mind.
That is not good at all.
If Jocelyn, who was preserved in the shade, was affected, then what would happen to Daranne?
"My Lord?" Mya spoke up, "Is this normal?"
"Hm. It appears that she seems to be herself." I said, "The drawbacks I've expected are not present. Typically a serious change of personality and morality happens when people are resurrected but I would be able to say. Her Soul and Mind are intact, she is physically and ntally fine."
"You have not answered my queston!" Jocelyn said, her breath beginning to get labored, "Who are you?! What happened to ?!"
"Calm down." Mya said, "We are here to help you, you need not worry about us."
"No, I demand to know what happened to !" Jocelyn said as she clutched the blanket around her
"You died in a shipwreck, two years ago." I said as I crossed my arms, "Off the coast of Storm's End. During a conflict in the Stormlands against Essosi. Your Brother, Boremund died in battle shortly after."
"W-What?" She widened her eyes, "That cannot be...!"
"I am not sure about your parents, never t them." I said, "But Boremund was Lord of Storm's End when I t him. That's what we an by your mory being off and you not rembering how you died...."
"Impossible...." She looked down, "And who are you? How am I alive?"
"This is Lord Drakken." Mya said, "He is the God of War and Death. He brought you back to life."
She looked at , "God...?"
I tilted my head, "You really don't rember ?"
"No....did we know each other?" She asked
"Sowhat." I said, "I'll leave the details for you to figure out."
"You are a god?" She asked , "A real god?"
I nodded, "Yes." I said, "I am the one who brought you back but it seems you need ti to adjust. Tell , what did it feel like? Do you rember anything in your ti gone?"
"No...." She said, "Well....there was nothing....pitch-black....and a fluttering of wings....black feathers...."
"That was Thanatos." I said, "Those on Death's Side usually see his wings when he's adjusting his position. He is bound to the Shade."
"I...." She frowned, "What?"
"Worry not." I said, "You are safe now. I brought you back for a couple of reasons but you don't have to worry about any of them at the mont. Do answer this; what do you know of House Targaryen? Besides your siblings."
She blinked, "Well...." She said, "They are the Royal Family. I have two nephews and a niece....."
"Aemon, Baelon, and Alyssa." I said, "Hm, Maegelle? Saera?"
She frowned, "I....I don't know...."
"Interesting." I said, "And focusing on the heir, any particular mory of him?"
"We.....t at a ball...." She said softly, "But that is all I know of the Prince."
I placed my hand on my mouth, covering a smile that crept up on my face, feigning deep thought.
"Fascinating." I said, "Just so you know, your sister decided to pop babies out like a damn rabbit and you have a lot more nieces and another nephew, who is a prick by the way."
She blinked, "What?"
I smirked slightly, "I know, right?" I said, "Pretty crazy. And two of them are above, waiting for ."
"I...." She said softly, "I need to return ho. My Family.....what's left of it-"
"Not happening." I cut her off, "See, you were dead two years, your body was buried and you were mourned. If they see you, they will no react the way you would want to. We also need to keep you here, for examination. Being dead a long ti has its effects."
"Why...?" She said as she frowned
"Lady Jocelyn, you were dead and brought back through the power of the Trinity, Our Lord's religion." Mya said, "It is because of him, you are here. If he did not wish to bring you back, you would still be dead."
"But...." Jocelyn said, "My Family....."
"You have no family. Not anymore." I told her, "Right now, even if your na is Baratheon, you are nothing but a vestige of the past. People move on, it is cruel.....but its true."
"And you....?" She said, "You are a God? You brought back?"
"I did." I said, "For reasons that will soon make sense. But.....for now, I want you to understand sothing....."
"You belong to the Trinity."
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