Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? / Aemond Targaryen / House of the Dragon

32. Everywhere

" where are the children? It's almost time for supper."

" this is awesome!" Petyr shouted.

" I told you they were hidden passages. They lead everywhere.." Aspen told him.

"Everywhere?"

" you should hear the nonsense and secrets. We hear within these walls."

" takes a new meaning to If Walls Could Talk."

Maeve tried her best to tune out supper. 

 ''Prayer before we begin?'' Alicent offered. Maeve glanced to the door seeing Criston standing outside as they held hands. She wished he could be apart of this and from the look he gave her in return he wanted the same. At least to be with her. 

''May the Mother smile down on this gathering with love. May the Smith mend the bonds that have been broken for far too long. And to Vaemond Velaryon, may the gods give him rest." Alicent said clearly before looking up at Daemon.

"AMEN!" Davina agreed. "Pass the wine."

''This is an occasion for celebration, it seems. My grandsons, Jace and Luke, will marry their cousins, Baela and Rhaena, further strengthening the bond between our houses. A toast to the young Princes... and their betrothed". Viserys declared

''Hear, hear!''

"Yikes." Davina countered into her cup. .

''Well done, Jace. You'll finally get to lie with a woman.'' Aegon sniggered

''Let us toast as well Prince Lucerys... the future Lord of the Tides.''

''Hear, hear.''

''You'll be great. You do know how the act is done, I assume? At least in principle? Where to put your cock and all that.'' Aegon went on.

''Let it be, cousin.''

Maeve rolled her eyes, she was bored of Aegon, couldnt he just drop dead? The world would be better for it and since Aemond wasnt wed she could marry him and they would live happily ever after. Yep as they bickered around her she pictured that life for her and Aemond. 

''You can play the jester if you wish, but hold your tongue before my betrothed.'' Luke told him stiffly. Aegon chuckled taking another sip. 

"You are drunk enough as it is." Maeve remarked. "maybe put the bottle down." 

"Make me." Aegon countered downing his glass. Aemond reached over and gave Maeve's thigh a squeeze under the table. Robbie watched them staring at each other longingly as if no one else was in the room or right beside them. 

"CHICKEN ME!" Petyr declared. Skylar tossed a roll across the table to Aspen as Vaera put a chicken wing down for Petyr. 

''It both gladdens my heart and fills me with sorrow to see these faces around the table. The faces most dear to me in all the world... yet grown so distant from each other..."Viserys told them solemnly. Maeve didnt hear the rest of his speach, she was focused on Aemond's thumb trailing up the slit in her dress. She remembered where those fingers were just this morning and it made her ache for him. 

 ''Let us no longer hold ill feelings in our hearts. The crown cannot stand strong if the House of the Dragon remains divided. But set aside your grievances. If not for the sake of the crown... then for the sake of this old man who loves you all so dearly." Viserys requested. Alicent helped him fix his mask back to his face. Avalon thought on that. Rhaenyra didnt deserve the crown. Alicent did a good job as queen but lets face it Rhaenyra didnt deserve jack shit. Avalon did. Tyler seemed to notice her conundrum as her lips pursed and eye twitched. He kissed her and calmed her racing heart.