"F-fuck." Alicent's shudders bitting her lips as his girth shifts her womb.
"Argh!..." Aenar groans into her ear as he grasped her hips and thrust, hours and hours of his own pent-up desire, fuelling each lunge into her, the silky sheath of his stee...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The small council has gathered for the day's business beneath a black pall. All crystal balls are in the dish, ready to discuss a delicate matter, except for the King's.
The king's seat is empty. Suddenly the doors are opened and Viserys shuffles into the council chamber wearing simple black cotton. His shoulders are stooped, his face puffy, he sits down as Ser Ryam places his crystal in the dish.
Viserys seems to have aged ten years over these last, awful days. The king notices something missing.
"Where is Rhaenyra and Daenerys?"
Otto Hightower looks to the Grand Maester as they share a known look. The twins were intentionally kept out of this session. Otto takes a breath.
"Your Gra..." Otto began but Viserys cuts him off.
"Where are my daughters? They're suppose to be here."
The council members look at each other with dissatisfaction.
"We regret the crown's loss Your Grace. Queen Aemma was loved by all of the realm as was Good Queen Alysanne before her. And I know This is the last thing any of us wish to discuss at this dark hour, but I consider the matter urgent."
"What matter?" Viserys looks around the table.
"That of your succession." Otto indicates carefully with respect.
"My succession?" Viserys pressed.
The Sea Snake looks across the table at the Hand. Lyonel Strong is also surprised. This matter is news to them.
Slowly, King Viserys looks up at Otto. He says nothing.
"These recent tragedies have left you without an obvious heir. Your Grace." Otto reminds the King worriedly.
"The king has an heir, my Lord Hand." Lord Corlys reminds but Otto ignores the Sea Snake.
"Despite how... difficult this time is, I feel it important that the succession be firmly in place. For the stability of the realm." Otto offers candidly,
"The succession is already set...by precedent and by law." Lord Strong reminds the Hand, he is not one for sentiment or minced words.
Ser Otto stares back at Lyonel Strong with a look of impunity.
"My Lords. The King already has an heir. Shall we say his name? Daemon Targaryen." Corlys mentioned.
"Aenar Targaryen is better suited, he should be King." Beesbury corrects the Sea Snake.
Otto Hightower and Lord Corlys frowns. Viserys has not reacted to any of this, he's lost in thoughts thinking of Aemma.
"The King chose his immediate brother as his heir not his younger brother." The Sea Snake reminds the Master of Coin dismissively.
![OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS || Aenar Targaryen [1]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/371857324-64-k445829.jpg)