Chapter 22

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Dungeons, High Tide: 126 AC

"Talk." she commanded. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way."

"I will not!" the assassin proclaimed.

"Fine then." she said simply and flared out her magic. She slammed into his mind and began to tear into it. Five minutes later Maester Tobias was brought into the dungeons, and he began screaming.

It was the same for Ser Gwayne Hightower.

Aelinor walked out, impeccably dressed but on the inside, she was seething and wailing.

Third Person POV
Private Solar, High Tide: 126 AC

"He talked?" Daemon asked lazily. She gave a nod to her uncle, and he smiled sadly. She hoped to talk to him soon but right now, they needed to focus on the enemies of their family.

"Maester Tobias gave Laena Narrow Path during her labour. There is a group of Maester's working with the Hightowers in Oldtown, trying to kill us and control Westeros." she announced in High Valyrian.

"Daena's birth." Aemma said. "They tried to kill me then, didn't they?"

"Yes." Aelinor said. "You were suppose to die with Baelon. Alicent was intended to be Queen and give Father a son. From there, they would try and start a civil war."

"How did Laenor factor into this?" Corlys demanded, tears running down his eyes. Aelinor gave her father in law a sad look.

"With Laenor dead, I am currently vulnerable. I am open for marriage since I am still young enough to have more children. They would try and wed me to some Reach lord ally of theirs." Aelinor explained.

Gerardys, the new Grand Maester spoke. While he did not speak High Valyrian, a spell allowed him to understand and speak it. "My graces, Your Majesty, I can try and get in touch with allies of mine in the Citadel. If it is just a small group, we can contact the Tyrell's for aid."

Rhaenyra perked up. "Qoren's bastard half brother, Cassian, has a son studying at the Citadel. He can also search for proof."

"Cousin Rhaella and Uncle Vaegon are also in Oldtown. And Aunt Shaera has spies there." Viserys said.

Aelinor grinned, a smile that was all teeth that Daemon found very fitting on her. "Those bastards have messed with the wrong family for the final time. We shall rain Fire and Blood on them."

And so, they all began to do what they did best.

Plot for absolute victory, and total extermination of their enemies.

Notes:
Corlys definitely knows High Valyrian.

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