His wife complained of his ghosting attitude, his cold and hot love, absent feelings, but he turned deaf ears.
Frustrated. Aenar and Francesa had a heated argument about their marriage being rocky, to the extent the Prince outrightly slammed his Lady wife distastefully with vile words, telling her he married her out of duty, not out of love, banging the door on his way out, causing Francesca Tully to cry in brokenness.
Since then, they've been apart. Aenar only spends his time with his daughter Elissa, ignoring his wife like a shadow, much to her dismay, for his heart belonged to another.
Last night, Lady Francesca didn't find Aenar, in his room, shrugging off the feeling, she returned back to her chambers with an ounce of suspicion.
This same absence, continued to occur, as the Princess Consort, sort to find her husband in the chambers, and found him absent.
She questioned him of his whereabouts, and Aenar shouted on her, calling her names and saying she's an insecure wife, gaslighting and abusing her emotionally.
Worried, she began to monitor his movements and found nothing, but noticed he often walked the hallways of the West Wing.
Taking a deep breath, she sort to find out the truth and nothing but the truth, unfortunately the day she tip tipped and followed him, she found him, going in and coming out of King Viserys chambers. Since then, she stopped suspecting him, until today.
Today, while taking a walk to stretch her legs in the garden, Queen Alicent water broke, and immediately she went into a heavy labour, and was ushered to the birthing chamber by her handmaidens.
When news reached King Viserys, he dismissed the small council and told his brother Aenar to stand in gap for him, while Ser Harrold fetches Rheanyra.
Prince Aenar stood outside the birthing chamber, pacing back and forth, as the wails and cries of Alicent Hightower shook the Red Keep. Lady Francesa, sees the scene from afar, and whisked off to her chambers, wishing the Queen's dies in childbirth, only to come back later and join the retinue and assist the midwives.
Princess Daenerys couldn't care less, for she was busy picking materials for her wedding dress.
Meanwhile Viserys addressed the targaryen knight. "Make haste to Dwarfstone, Ser Addam. Hand deliver this to Prince Daemon yourself." He ordered the knight, handing him a small roll of parchment.
"At once, Your Grace." Ser Addam bowed, exiting the room, as Princess Rheanyra comes in.
"Did you hear, Alicent is in labour." Viserys beamed.
Rheanyra doesn't utter a word, fiddling with the rings in her fingers.
As the doors were closed, Viserys signs. "Let's us hope, she comes out alive safely." He smiles.
"I hope not." Rheanyra murmured, sitting in her stepmother's position.
""I'm sorry?" King Viserys questioned, leaning forward.
"Let us hope, my stepmother has a safe delivery." She half smiles, then changes the subject. "Dwarfstone? What's happened." Rheanyra asked.
"Errr. I'm sending word to Daemon. Aid is sailing to the Stepstones."
"Did he make call for help?" Rheanyra sighs.
"He'd sooner die.....But his king does not mean to allow that." Viserys counters.
Rheanyra blinked, blowing her hot face, for fresh air.
"Aenar has been succeeding all exceptions, doing my biddings without quarrels, despite having a family, he's still up to the task, your sister too is proudly doing good deeds.."
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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...
