Power is Everything || ASOIAF x HxH

Harrenhal

King Aerys II Targaryen sat on the Iron Throne as he looked down upon the two surviving members of the Brotherhood, at least to his knowledge. Also present in the throne room were those who had been tasked with capturing the Brotherhood as well as those who had been captured. Daemon stood off to the side with Ashara who stood as close to him as was proper, they both would rather be elsewhere but when the King demanded you to be present you listened no matter how much you'd prefer not to witness him burning someone alive.

"So... it seems that your little rebellion has been put down, and I didn't even need to do it myself" Aerys said with a dangerous smile on his face as he couldn't help but snicker.

Ulmer and Wenda were both positively shaking at being in the presence of such a powerful and sinister aura "Now... I wonder what I should do with you? You're pretty weak as things go, it seems your leader just kept you around to fuel his ability" Aerys said as he tapped his finger against the throne.

A sinister smile then makes its way onto his face "Perhaps I should have one or you serve as the Royal Privy, I often find myself needing to use it while sat upon the throne and it is so far away" he said smirking at the two rebels.

"What say you? there are two of you so you could both take the front and behind," he said with a chuckle.

Wenda who was still shaking found the strength to scowl at the king, she stood up and spat on the ground "You are nothing more than a Tyrant, you have a weak will and without your power, you'd be nothing but a craven!!!" She spat out, her voice echoing throughout the hall. Gasps and murmurs of shock could be heard as no one had ever heard a person speak to the King in such a way, Daemon was quite surprised as well though he had to commend her for her bravery as foolish as it may be.

The smile disappears off King Aerys face as he looks down at the woman who dared insult him, though he doesn't say anything and lets her continue "You are of ill-breeding! You Targaryens are a sickness that has plagued our lands for too long and one day the people will realise it and take back what is theirs! You are nothing but a MAD KING!!!" She finished as she finally took a deep breath, her companion Ulmer looked at her as if she were mad and promptly shuffled away from her.

The King stood up and walked down the steps of the Iron Throne, with each step Wenda felt her stomach sink deeper, while she didn't regret any of what she said she was scared, and she would be a fool not to be. As the King approached he let his full unrestrained aura loose, Daemon quickly reacted and covered Ashara with his own. The Kingsguard did the same and shielded the royal family, those who weren't shielded fell to the ground if they weren't strong enough and those without aura passed out.

Wenda struggled under the assault from malevolent aura, even with her aura released and flaring as much as she could make it "Those of you in the court who seem to be having thoughts of rebellion, allow me to show you the fate" he said as his aura suddenly compressed and disappeared. He lifted a finger and on the tip of it was a small sphere of aura that he'd transmuted into wildfire.

With his other hand faster than Wenda could see he swiped left and all of her clothing was ripped off and fell to the floor "You say people will rise and rebel... let them" he said with an emotionless expression.

He then pressed the orb of wildfire against her skin and she started to scream, from where the orb was placed her skin started to burn and peel off leaving only her muscles on display. Her control of aura was so masterful that he managed to burn her skin off without damaging anything else.

"AAHHHHHHHHH" Wenda screamed as she fell to the floor, blood squirted from her body as it was no longer restrained by her skin and her organs eventually fell out of her. The whole process took around 2 minutes and the whole time she screamed, though after the first minute, she seemed to have lost her voice. Eventually, she stilled and her suffering ended, though King Aerys just grumbled and waved his hand again bathing her in aura and turning her into dust.