Undisclosed Desires

Chapter 50

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Aemond had been watching Visenya closely, still in his place, until he heard Jace's insults. It sparked a fire in the prince, and he frowned at the words. The frown only deepened at Aegon's words, and he moved to help his brother in the scrap they found themselves in. He had pushed Jace and Luke away more than once, still struck useless at his sister's threat, and stared at Daemon when he pulled the boys away.

"It would do him some good, if he did sire bastards. Perhaps he'd even be a doting father." He made an attack at Harwin's parenting towards his trueborn sons, earning him a right hook to the face from his second eldest sister. Rila watched as Aemond doubled over and Aegon seemed at a crossroads as on what to do, her fist balled beside her as she stared hard at the boy. "Don't dare utter such nonsense again, brother, or I won't behave kindly." Rila could feel her father and Alicent's watchful gaze on her and cared nothing for it.

Aemond held his cheek as he looked up at his sister, his hand balled in a fist like he would strike her back, but he was no fool. Rila had a strong arm on her, and the strike towards his face hard stung fericely. He watched as Rhaenyra went to comfort her youngest son, frowning to himself, as he tore his gaze away to look at his sister and uncle. They were a frightening pair together, exuding their anger towards the blonde siblings, and listened as Daemon spoke to him, returning Visenya to his side with a slight push.

He didn't reach for the girl, simmering behind those purple eyes, as he watched the scene in front of him. "I speak the true, sister." He said to Rila who cussed him, growling at the young Prince. "You will not speak again, or you will suffer the consequences." Rila was a fierce woman, Aemond knew that all too well, and yet he still invoked her anger. He watched as she returned to her husband's side and watched as the Strong family left the arena, pleased he hadn't been struck again by the woman. It had hurt, being struck by her, like he had been hit with a club to the face. Rila was a stronger woman than her small stature would lead one to believe.

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Rila had been watching her family interact closely, and when Aemond spoke of Jace being a doting father, she knew then he had actually meant her husband. With a hot and angry fire burning in her, she did not hesitate to strike the Prince squarely across the jaw with a solid right hook. It made her son's chuckle at the sight, for they had not seen their mother lose her temper in such a way before.

She had warned Aemond not to speak again, and watched as Aegon took a step closer as if to protect his little brother. She gave him the same warning glare she had given their younger brother, and Aegon did not move or speak to the woman. He did not want to be hit by her either. She returned to her husband's side, one hand gripping Alecor's tunic to keep him in place as she watched the scene before her.

The white haired woman listened to her uncle speak to his children, watched as her sister went and tended to her youngest son, and frowned even more at the sight. Rhaenyra would never see her son's as the problem when it came to the princes quarrels, she could see that now, and it angered her even more. When Harwin spoke of taking their leave, she couldn't help but agree. She wanted away from the bastard children and her siblings alike, despite wanting to be there to support her sweet niece. Visenya would have to fight this battle alone, she decided as she looked up at her husband. "Yes, I think it is time for a feeding." She remarked quietly, looking at their daughter as the babe began to fuss.

"Come, my sons. We shall have a flight after I feed Daerys." She told the boys, whom smiled at their parents at the mention of taking flight. "Your uncles and dear cousin will be with us." She added in a somewhat tight voice. Dragons were beasts they should have never trifled with, according to her own father, and she knew if their beasts sensed any malice that none of them could control them if they acted on it. Rila took Harwin's hand in hers as she began to lead their small family away, eager to get away from the bastards and her sister, angry at both her brothers and nephews, and in dire need of the herbs hidden in their bed chambers. "I need a smoke." She said to her husband softly, frowning as her brows knitted together. "Fire burns in my blood." She added after a moment of silence, reaching to take their daughter from him to busy herself with her as if to try and quell the anger in her bones.