Aelsa sighed heavily as she pulled herself from Larys cock, he stared up at her breathless. She pat his cheek before laying down, flopping beside him. Larys stared back at her.
"How is Aegon?" Aelsa questioned softly.
"I... dont like that you are thinking of Aegon after we have sex." Larys countered.
"Sorry." Aelsa whispered kissing him.
"He's struggling." Larys answered running a hand over her back. "Any news on Otto?"
"Why is it that you are thinking of Otto after we have sex?" Aelsa teased. Larys held her closer. "Larys..." he kissed her forehead. "Honey..." He gave a tight lipped smile. "Nothing... Daeron is set to fly soon enough but I fear it will be too late." Larys nodded slowly.
"What are they for? The block or the crow cage?" Jasper questioned.
" The Wall." Larys countered.
"The prince regent is merciful." Jasper mused.
"Hm. Well, they started a riot." Larys reminded him. "Justice is served, I suppose."
"I'm so tired." Alaric yawned out. Aelsa mirrored her brother.
"Being in charge is hard work, whats your excuse?"
"Aelsa." Alicent called out. She held out a scroll tightly.
"What's this?"
"From old town. For you." Alicent answered. Alaric gave a childlike oooh before silencing himself.
"I see the seal is broken." Aelsa countered.
"Well I thought it would be my father answering my many letters but no. He writes to you." Alicent countered. Aelsa took it from her before she marched off.
"She's kind of pretty even though she is terrifying at times."
'Alicent is harmless, I'm dangerous." Aelsa countered putting the scroll in her dress.
"You are not going to read it?"
"I have received word of a matter of great importance." Jasper offered. "Rumor of a sighting of the dragon Seasmoke... with a rider." he added.
"A fine piece of intelligence, and now you seek favor by delivering it to Prince Aemond." larys realized staring down into the courtyard.
"Actually, I thought I might seek your advice, Lord Larys. Whispers being your province." Jasper countered.
"Kneel before the Prince Regent Aemond Targaryen!" A guard said in the courtyard below
"Oh, but this is your whisper, Lord Jasper, not mine." Larys offered as Aelsa came up.
"But if you consider it valuable... perhaps you could deliver it and find favor with Aemond yourself." Jasper countered as traitor knights were brought to their knees.
"You will forsake your white cloaks for black. serve out your days at The Wall." Aemond demanded.
"You hear about the dragon too?" Aelsa questioned. "I'm assuming thats what the hushed voices are for."
"Who is this rider?" Larys questioned looking between them.
"That is less clear, but it must surely be the Lady Rhaena." Jasper pondered. "She has wanted for a dragon all her life."
"Doubtful." Aelsa countered.
"Indeed, but she tried already when she was four and ten." Larys recalled. "The beast Seasmoke very nearly devoured her. Who else?" Larys questioned. "Yes, it is a shallow pool." Larys agreed when he silenced. "Where did you hear it?"
"My squire. He heard it from a stablehand, who heard it from his father, a fisherman, whose shipmate claims he saw it." Jasper answered.
"That's quite a long list of people that could have gotten things mixed up along the way," Aelsa countered.
"It is truth." Jasper hissed.
"I believe you sort of." Aelsa assured. "I saw a dragon."
"You are, of course, welcome to bring this news to the prince regent, but, um..." Larys assured. "perhaps this is one of those whispers best left to the wind."
"Rhaenyra will think that they will be on her side, they wont even think to send people to gain their support." Aemond remarked. "Since her mother was Aemma Arryn. I need to get someone to Jeyne Royce. She will want protection but she hasnt declared for Rhaenyra she just ignored my brother."
"Well then Rhaenyra shouldnt have killed her husband and married another murderer." Atticus offered. He rose his hands in surrender when all eyes turned to him.
"Thank you, Atticus." aemond drawled.
"Gods, you all are so tense, I'm going, I'm going." Atticus murmured as he walked off. "I'm just the sarcastic relief no one asked for but everyone needed," he continued to grumble. "just let me sell my soul maybe to help win this war and then I will get some appreciation-" His voice trailed off as he turned the corner. Aelsa chuckled glancing back at her son. Alaric laughed out.
"I'm going with him, not because I'm bored but... because he's more exciting than this." Alaric offered chasing after his nephew.
"Steady. Slowly." The maester requested trying to help Aegon walk the room. But he struggled to move.
"I can't." Aegon begged.
"You can. You must try, Your Grace." the maester countered as Aegon cried out. His cane snapped and he fell to the ground.
"I can't, I can't!" Aegon yelled.
"I'm sorry, Your Grace. I'm sorry, Your Grace."
" Oh, God. Oh, God." He cried out as a knock sounded at the door and Aegon wailed in pain.
"A moment!" The maester countered but larys kept knocking. "A moment, please!" larys pushed forward.
"You really oughtn't to be doing that alone, Grand Maester." Larys remarked moving closer. "Allow me." Larys took Aegons opposite side helping him back to the bed.
" No, no, no, no, no, no, no." Aegon sobbed out.
"Forgive me, Your Grace." Larys agreed.
"Be careful." Orwyle begged.
"Wait, wait." Aegon begged yelling out.
"Is Aegon going to be okay?" Lila questioned.
"Okay is very vague." Aelsa countered
"Is he going to get better mama?" Lila questioned.
"SOme of him will."
"Will he have a cane like daddy forever?"
"Possibly." Aelsa agreed.
"Should we make him cookies to feel better?" Aelsa didnt know how lila was so sweet.
"I think he might like that." Aelsa agreed grabbing her daughters hand and leading her to the kitchens. "Which kind should we make?"
"Chocolate chip of course!" Lila declared skipping along.
"Your progress is impressive." larys remarked as he got back into bed. "But I'm afraid you must work harder. Your strength will return. There are... adjustments to the gait and so forth that you will learn now that you are... as you are." Larys added. "You should be more cautious." he told the maester.
"I, I should, Lord Larys. He-He needs rest. He should be abed. I push him on your instruction." He reminded Larys.
"I'll have the sentry give you more warning." Larys assured. "Let him try again in a few hours."
"He is spent." Orwyle countered.
" It will be long before he may rest again." Larys corrected, Orwyle stared back at him with a knowing look as Aegon groaned from the bed.
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