Aislynn Hightower wanted a rich man. Simple as that.
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"Hes not one to make a scene but he deserves the spotlight."
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#1 in fireandblood on 9/20/23
#1 in larysstrong on 9/20/23
The next few moons passed in a blur. Aislynn hated that she couldnt help her sister but she could threaten a king. That she would good at.
"So Viserys, what are your intentions with my little sister?" Aislynn questioned propping the croquet mallet on her shoulder.
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"I..." Viserys hesitated. "She is my queen." Tyland looked up from his hit noticing Aislynn at a stand off with the king. He knew he should have known better than this to be a friendly game. Aislynn was going to tear him apart and from the looks of it, Viserys wouldnt last long.
"Alicent is the queen... but She is child." Aislynn corrected. "She is as young as your daughter." Aislynn declared. "Thats like fucking your daughter, now I know you Targaryen's have queer customs but-"
"Aislynn!" Viserys declared his face turning red.
"I know what you and council did to my sister, what you put her through," Aislynn warned. "You keep your hands off of her or else I will shove this mallet up your royal ass."
"Oh, my..." Tyland remarked stepping between them. "She didnt mean that." Tyland assured. "Your grace." He annunciated.
"Yes I did." Aislynn challenged. "And you know it too, I love my little sister and you broke a part of her that she can't get back. You stole her innocence and robbed her of real and true love!"
"Lady Aislynn I-" Viserys stammered for something to say. Yes Alicent was young. The bedding was customary, for all kings. He didnt think to question them.
"You are her husband but make no mistake Viserys, you raped my sister on her wedding night. What was supposed to be a magical night will forever be filled with that memory, that-" she fisted a hand in front of him. "-pain." Aislynn informed him. "I don't know how you live with yourself."
"I didnt think-"
"No you didnt." Aislynn agreed. "Men like you dont think." Aislynn decided. "That is why Tyland and my relationship works so great because I'm in charge." Tyland wanted to be the man and say he was in charge but Aislynn was right, she was in charge.
"Say it with me Viserys." Aislynn demanded. "Aislynn Hightower is in charge."
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Viserys swallowed the lump in his throat. She took a step closer putting the end of her mallet to his chest.
"Say it with me." Aislynn demanded again. "Aislynn Hightower is in charge..." Viserys lip quivered and Tyland turned around suddenly finding the croquet balls very interesting.
"You are in charge." Viserys agreed. Aislynn stared back at him. He looked to the mallet against his chest. "Aislynn Hightower is in charge." Viserys stammered out and she propped her mallet back on her shoulder.
"Good boy. I'm glad we understand each other." Aislynn remarked, chipper. "Your move Viserys." she nodded to the croquet mallet he had long sing dropped out of fear and nerves. "Lets finish this game, there will be many more games to come." Aislynn informed him. Viserys hit with shaky hands, Aislynn was up she tipped her hips back and forth. Tyland was impressed with her, worried about her, he didnt want to lose her luckily for her Viserys was peaceful, hated confrontation, a push over with everyone, hence why he remarried. Any other man would have surely would have pushed back. He worried Aislynn, his fearless Aislynn would get hurt and he wouldnt be there to protect her.
Aislynn hit it through the little fence and jumped up. She smirked giving a little shimmy of her shoulders. Tyland moved to her kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck tipping her head back to see Viserys.
"I won."
But it didnt matter that Viserys had agreed one time was all it took, Alicent was pregnant and terrified.
Alicent wasnt ready to be a mother, wasnt ready to be pregnant, wasnt ready to be the queen, she was just a child herself. She hadnt thought of marriage, she hadnt had her first kiss before Viserys and then that night he mounted her and she had run to Aislynn and cried into her big sisters arms. Aislynn held her that night and the next. Drew her a bath and stayed with her kissing her head gently, Aislynn promised she would handle it. But one time was all it took.
Alicent was glad the king would not come to her now that she was carrying his child, that was the one benefit. She prayed it was boy and he wouldnt come to her again. She never wanted another man to touch her, to look her way. She was disgusted with herself and with him. It was like he didnt care, he just wanted to be done with it, do his duty, through her tears.
Alicent was queen, supposedly the most powerful woman in westeros yet she never felt more weak.
