"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...
Later on that morrow, the normally closed doors were opened as members of the noble houses, that were habitants of the Red Keep, gathered within the council chambers.
A small get together celebrating was held before the journeying to the King's Wood were a grand celebration would be held in honour of the King son, Aegon II, and Aenar's daughter Elissa, for their second name day.
The children had been born merely hours apart, and legitimized by the King. However Viserys was more than happy to leave politics and spend time with his family, especially his daughters.
Dressed in a patterned red gown with a touch of gold laces, Alicent, now heavily pregnant with her second child, basked in the luminious glow the royal court were giving Aegon and to her as well. Though her gaze drifted around the room to notice her secret lover was nowhere to be found, even his wife was absent.
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"Aenar, where are you?" Alicent thought, drifting her gaze around the room. Her relationship with her brother-in-law has grown solid and their affair has thrived in secret. Every coupling with Viserys was like rape, and in Aenar's arms, it was love and romance.
The twenty four years old aurburn haired stood with the nobles, while her stepdaughter Daenerys holds her half brother, the babbling toddler cooed at his father, while the nobles fawned after him, the conqueror's name sake, son of King Viserys Targaryen.
"He has your hair, Your Grace." One of the nobles yelled out as everyone laughed watching Aegon babble whilst holding his toy.
"He does have my hair." Viserys smiled down at Aegon, tickling his cheek as everyone laughed, including his daughter, Daenerys smiles at whatever jokes her father said, just to put up an appearance, even though she still appears to hate Alicent, she and Rheanyra promised not to show any animosity towards Aegon and their future half siblings.
"He has your eyes, Your Grace." Another noble man called out behind Queen Alicent as everyone laughed.
"Yes, he does, he's a striking resemblance of me, sturdy and handsome, and you have my nose don't you?." Viserys ticked his son's cheek, as everyone laughed.
Queen smiles dutifully, rubbing her belly while Daenerys held Aegon, her son is indeed handsome like his father. Carbon copy.
Immediately twenty eight years old Francesca Tully, comes in with her daughter, Elissa, all eyes turn to see Aenar's wife, dressed in one Pentoshi turquoise silk gown with red rubies sown into the bodice, her red bejeweled tiara reared elegantly on her hair, as she owned the room.
Queen Alicent quickly turned sore, when all attention turned to Lady Francesca. Sighing, she maintained the ordeal of a Queen Consort but retained an envious gaze at wife of Aenar.
The King turned beaming with joy when he saw his brother's daughter. "Aha! here comes my girl!." He carried Elissa, pinching her cheeks, smiling up at Francesa's laughter.
