Later on in the afternoon at the fourth hour, Alicent sits in the Godswood against the white trunk of the ancient weirwood tree which is in full spring bloom.
The sun filters through red leaves as large as hands. The tree's carved red face seems to stare down at Alicent, while the cool wind blew her aurburn hair gently.
Softly she brushed her hair behind her ears and smiled sweetly, remembering Aenar, the man surely makes her feel special.
Alicent sat alone thinking of him for a while thinking of her relationship with Aenar, this friends with benefits can't continue, she need to talk to him about their relationship, knowing if it would bear fruits in the future or not, she can't continue having sexual relations with the Prince, if his intentions towards her aren't pure or sincere.
Rheanyra comes out from the doorway leading into the Godswood where she sees her best friend looking up lost in thoughts.
Rheanyra proceeds in with a bright smile on her face. "I knew I'd find you here reading." She concurs while approaching the aurburn haired under the tree.
Alicent jerks, "Rheanyra!" She whimpers, then smiles wholeheartedly.
"Let me guess you're thinking of my Uncle?"
Alicent bleached. "W-what?"
"You don't have to deny your feelings, it's obvious you like him." Rheanyra sat down beside Alicent staring at her face.
Alicent pursed her lips, anxiety had kick in and she began tearing her curticules.
"I just like him as a friend." She lies swiftly.
Rheanyra hummed. "How about the opposite of friendship? feelings, attraction, do you love him?" She questioned bluntly.
Alicent creased her brow surprised at her words. "Rheanyra? I- i."
"You both fit each other, He likes you too, It only remains for him to confess his feelings towards you, then propose, I'm sure you'd like that. Would you not?" Rhaenyra lies with her head in Alicent's laps unborthered.
Alicent half smiles "Do you think your uncle will confess his feelings towards me?"
Rheanyra's face crept in a smile. "Don't you love him? I see how you both stare at each other."
There was an awkward silence.
Alicent lips gently etched in a little smile, trying to hide the blush from her cheek.
Her mind drifted back to the wheelhouse and her chambers, Aenar made her feel dirty and good at the same time, she isn't sure if he sees her as a lover or just friends with benefits.
"So do you have feelings for him.?"
"Yes I love him, alot." Alicent confessed. "Since we were kids, I've been attracted to your uncle."
"Then you should tell him how you feel." Rheanyra looked up at her best friend.
"You think so?"
"I know so. Uncle Aenar have been rejecting marriage proposals these days, maybe if you hint him of your feelings, he'll come to his senses, I'm certain you'd make a fine bride." Rheanyra touched her best friend's cheeks.
Alicent blushes shyly. "I thought you'd be angry."
"Of what?"
"Me and your uncle."
"Nope, I think it's rather romantic, especially when you'd soon be performing the bedding ceremony.."
Giggling. "Rheanyra!" Alicent looks down at her best friend feigning ignorance.
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Of Bastards & Dragons || Aenar Targaryen
Fantasy"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...
