XXIV. AEMOND TAGARYEN (1)

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                                      Alicent Hightower never envisioned herself meeting someone so eager to lie in childbed

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                                      Alicent Hightower never envisioned herself meeting someone so eager to lie in childbed.

She herself had never looked forward to the bed-ridden state of torture after the three children she'd bore for the King. Her only miracle child had been her daughter who hadn't been a stubborn babe, but even then Alicent had felt like she'd been through a battle and back just to push Helaena out of her womb.

A battle was nothing compared to a war and birthing each of her two sons had been just that. Even to this day, Alicent wondered if the bloodbath she'd endured had been fruitful whenever she looked upon her sons.

Aegon, the elder, was flamboyantly charismatic, but was plagued with a depravity that compelled him to break the spirit of every maiden he crossed paths with. So many of them fell to his feet willingly, fooled by his good-natured smile and kind eyes that hid his sinister ambitions.

Alicent hoped Aegon would soon grow bored of his childish games, but at eight and ten, the prince still left a trail of scandal behind him that she was forced to clean up. She'd administered more cups of moon tea than she had fingers on her hands and the girls that her son had made his victims had shed more tears than what was in the entirety of Blackwater Bay. They'd all been rightfully fearful of the consequences of bearing Aegon's bastards.

It was true Y/N Velaryon did not need to hold the same fears as those countless maids and servant girls, but at first glance, the Velaryon girl's fearlessness only looked like stupidity.

Aegon was far more amused by Y/N's proposition to bear his children than Alicent was.

"You do know what would have to occur between us for you to be with my child, yes sweet niece?" He smirked over at her from besides his mother who was battling an appalled expression.

"Of course." Y/N nodded. "Marriage. It is due time that our houses form a union."

"Did your mother put you up to this?" When Alicent finally found her voice, her words came out as an accusation that had Y/N's purple irises flit over with the slightest taken aback flare.

"My mother has always been a proponent of this." She answered calmly even though her gaze was stern. "I've finally come to terms with my responsibility to the realm."

"And that responsibility is to be fucked by me?" Aegon grinned wolfishly.

"If you'll have me." Y/N concurred and Aegon lick his lips with interest. A disturbed shiver racked Alicent, but Aegon beat her to the next words spoken.

"I always imagined my future wife would look less like me. If I marry you, sweet niece, it'd be like waking up next to my reflection."

"Are you so certain that my body looks like yours when naked?"

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