Pretty when you cry. | Maegor Targaryen

016. - "Heirs of the Dragon"

KINGSLANDING, 44 AC

Shortly after Jaehaera finally returned from her trip in Pentos, she went into labour, which must not have been pleasant for her. However, it was even less pleasant for the people around her, especially Lady Selyse.

Coincidentally (or maybe because Maegor enjoyed humiliating her) Selyses room was right next to the birthing chamber of Jaehaera.

"LADY CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP FOR ONCE." Selyse screamed, tired of Jaehaeras screams that have been violating her ears for the past six hours.

Just to Selyses luck, the walls were oddly thin.

"HOW ABOUT YOU TRY TO PUSH A MASSIVE ASS BABY OUT OF YOUR PARTS LADY." Jaehaera snapped back, quickly getting shushed by Kathryn, whom was also present.

"Jaehaera, don't even give her any attention, focus on your breath-" Kathryn tried to comfort her, but quickly got interrupted.

"ALSO IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT, MAYBE SAY IT WITH YOUR CHEST, WHORE." Jaehaera screamed, heavily panting.

Selyse eventually stormed in. "DONT CALL ME LADY, I DID THIS FOUR TIMES BEFORE, WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME THAT I DONT KNOW ANYTHING?!"

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE." Kathryn cursed out. "GET OUT, BOTH OF Y- I MEAN SELYSE, GET OUT, GO BED AND DO WHATEVER YOU DO."

Selyse stormed out, enraged.

Meanwhile, Maegor was having a good time with his new hand, Lord Vicatrion Westerling, the son of the late lord of the Crag and the husband of Lady Joanna Blackwood.

"You know what I'm looking for on this trip, Victarion, find me the White Hart, we are going to hunt in the Kingswood. You better be fast enough or you will be the one the Hart will feast on." Maegor said, clearly pissed off that this was taking so long.

He chuckled. "Of course. Hopefully you'll have a new heir or two by the time we get back."

"Yes, hopefully she gives me a son, I don't want my reign to be full of daughters who will grow up to be like their mother." He looked Victarion in the eyes. "I bet you wouldn't want that either, so stay fast and catch that hart and bring it back to me, understood?"

"I have a daughter and I have to say, she delights me everyday." He smiled, sharing his experience.

"Daughters are nothing but a hindrance, they are worthless and have no use other than being married off to some lord and being used for their claims. I have no use for daughters, I just want sons." He said. "Let us hurry up with this hunt though, it is not every day I go hunting, and I would rather have that White Hart's head on my wall than another boring daughter."

"My daughter Jadwiga hunts just as well as the boys could, she is my little angel, but I get what you mean." Victarion said with a smile.

This made Maegor curious. "Hmm, what does your wife say about your daughter? Surely she would want her to behave like a proper lady, rather than a boy."

"Joanna never stopped her from following her dreams." He said. Ever since they first met, Victarion had been passionately in love with his wife, Lady Joanna Blackwood.

"Joanna must be a poor mother if she allows such a thing to happen. She is going to look down on you for having a daughter who is more of a boy than a girl. I bet your wife will even tell others that she wishes for a son." Maegor sighed.

"Nope, Joanna almost died giving birth to her, we're not having that again." He chuckled, walking deeper into the Kingswood.

"That is no excuse. If your wife is unable to carry another child, then you get a new wife, one who has good hips and knows how to give birth to children. Do you think it is wise to have only one child when others are having three or even five of them?" He argued.