Davina walked in on Aegon pleasuring himself over the balcony, he grunted and groaned happily standing on the ledge ready to come over the streets below when Davina came in.
''No no aegon dont mind me finish your ejaculation.'' Davina mused sitting down as he fell to his bed covering himself.
"MAMA DAV!"
''You're a little shit you know that? I hear Draeya gave it to you good.'' Davina remarked and aegon smiled sheepishly up at her. ''Put some pants on honey. I refuse to have this conversation with you in the nude unless you want me chopping off your fun bits. I can see how fond you are of them.'' She remarked smugly.
''Can you like... turn around?'' Aegon said
''Your tiny limp dick is not going to phase me.'' Davina assured needing to torment him just a bit for hurting her Aemond.
''Mama Dav!'' he whined.
''I'm not looking put your pants on.'' Davina demanded as she lay back on his bed her head tipping off the edge away from him. He yanked on his pants before tapping her leg.
''Whose idea was it?'' Davina demanded sitting up. ''The pig. Was it your plot? Torment him knowing its the one thing he wants in the whole damn world.'
''No... it was Jace and... uh... it-it was the two of them. I couldn't be sure.'' Aegon offered .
''Aemond is your brother.''
''Well, he's a twat.'' Aegon countered and Davina slapped him over the back of the head. "MAMA DAV!" Aegon shouted.
''We are family. we must defend our own.'' Davina hissed.
''It was funny.'' Aegon admitted with a laugh. Davina glared back at him. "I'm sorry mama." Aegon whispered.
"Vaera looks up to you. I don't want her seeing your immature behavior and thinking it is alright because tormenting your brother is not." Davina corrected. She brought a hand to his red nose. "Draeya got you good." Davina whispered.
"I won't do it again." Aegon grumbled.
"I know you won't because Draeya will do worse than punch you." Davina agreed. "Say sorry to your brother and beg mercy the next time you see Draeya headed your way." Davina instructed. She pulled open the door as Aegon flopped to the bed. "Alicent, I spoke with Aegon he feels remorse-" Davina glanced back at him. "Right Aegon?"
"I'm sorry mama dav!" Aegon shouted.
"Remorse." Davina agreed.
"thank you." Alicent declared as Davina moved past her. "I dont know how you do it, you make it look so easy."
"I'm in a good mood after a great fuck." Davina informed her. "You should try it."
"With you?" Alicent offered smiling back at her and that smile davina gave her almost made it seem like a possibility.
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Laena and her husband Daemon were in pentos for the past 10 years where Laena and him had given birth to twins, Laena had Vhagar the largest of dragons and Daemon had Caraxes
'The lamb hearts are excellent." Prince Reggio Haratis declared
''We are fortunate in our cook, Your Excellence. There's a plum-cake yet to be served, which will have us fighting over the crumbs." Laena told him kindly.
''Then before we come to blows...'' Reggio tapped on table ''... a toast to Aegon the Conqueror, your exalted forebear, who joined our cause against Volantis in the Century of Blood. On the great dragon Balerion, he flew to our aid in Lys and burned a fleet of enemy ships, thus turning the tide...
''Aegon the Conqueror.'' Daemon said stiffly. He missed Davina. Most days he could distract himself but the wine wasn't strong enough to fully erase her face from his mind every night.
''To Aegon.'' They echoed
''This brings me to some business. A proposal I wish to make in the spirit of honoring our storied alliance.'' Reggio remarked.
''If your aim is to marry one of our daughters, Your Excellence, you might have said so and spared us the history lesson.'' Laena offered her daughters were not happy about that.
''What?'' Rhaena questioned nervously. Prince Reggio chuckled however
''I would not count myself so deserving, my Lady Laena.'' Reggio assured. ''I wish to offer you a permanent residence here in Pentos. This manse I would gift to you, outright, along with its farms and lands, the vineyard and the wood. The tenants would pay their tributes annually to their new Targaryen lord. You would have your freedom of the city and the harbor, as befits your royal station.''
''Continue.'' Daemon said intrigued
''Lys and its allies rise again. The Triarchy has made common cause with Qoren Martell of Dorne. At any moment, they may turn their sights north. Your family has dragons. Three now... mayhaps four in the future. My aim is to protect Pentos from the lustful eye of the Triarchy. Aid Pentos in this, as Aegon once did... and my gratitude will fill your cup and overflow it.'' Reggio told them joyously.
''Your Excellence, we are travelers. We've already extended our visit here.'' Laena said stiffly, she was not about to stay in pentos forever
''It's a most generous offer. And one we will certainly entertain.'' Daemon cut in glancing over at his wife.
Wife. Daemon was married twice now. Not as many as Davina's six, but still. It was two, to many when it was the wrong person. The wrong woman. If only she ran with him. Why wouldn't she just leave? Leave with him and they could have started over. Now she had an army of children of her, Strong children. He hoped she was miserable and wanting him too.
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Daemon was studying with his daughter Baela when Laena happened upon them. Baela made a quick exit sensing a difficult conversation.
''You are considering Prince Reggio's offer.'' Laena said incredulously.
''We have a good life here. We're free to do as we please, welcomed and feted.'' Daemon corrected
''And eternally guests.''
''Precisely. We are without responsibility. The political scheming, the endless shifting of loyalties and succession is none of ours.'' Daemon corrected
''They are using us.'' Laena hissed
''It's refreshing, isn't it? A simple transaction. We have dragons, they have gold.'' Daemon countered
''We are more than this, Daemon. We are not minstrels or mummers who play at the pleasure of an alien prince. We are the blood of Old Valyria. We do not belong here.'' Laena said in exasperation.
''Valyria is gone. We don't belong anywhere.'' Daemon corrected. After they left, Daemon married Laena. He had basically declared war with Davina. He thought if he ever stepped back in westeros she would have his head on a spike. Was confident really in that.
''I want my child to be born where I was born, on Driftmark, in my lord father's castle. I want my daughters to be raised in their homeland with their family according to their birthright. And at my end, I want to die a dragonrider's death. Not that of some fat country lord." Laena hissed as she stomped off.
"Then die!" Daemon hissed as she left drinking down another glass of wine.
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Alicent placed a little box before Davina. She looked up from Valyria sound asleep in her arm before reaching for the box.
"Whats this?" Davina whispered.
"You are right." Alicent offered.
"I usually am." Davina agreed. "About what?"
"I do love you more than Viserys." Alicent remarked confidently and Davina winked back at her before opening the box.
"Oh Ali, it's beautiful." Davina pulled out a little black inked dragon. She held it up in the dying light and it sparkled.
"A little hellfire or fury. Up to you." Alicent added her fingers dancing over Davinas knee.
"Thank you." Davina whispered kissing the top of Alicents hand.
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My Tears Ricochet // Alicent Hightower
FanfictionDavina Targaryen had her heart broken too many times. Maybe she was missing the person that was right in front of her all along. 🔥 "And if I'm dead to you why are you at the wake. Cursing my name, wishing I'd stayed...." 🐉 All explicit and othe...
