The Exiled King.

Part 1

Aegon's Pov, 

112. A.C.

Laying over the chair I release a sigh before a foot kicks against my stomach. "What are you signing for? I'm very much pregnant and it's hot, so you don't complain Aegon." Mom says and I turn to look at her. 

"I am not complaining, I'm just bored. And father keeps brining up that he was my age when he wed you, and that I need to find a woman to wed myself....... secure my line, and I can go on and on for probably hours." I say as I take the hand fan from her and begin to wapper it towards her face.   

"You are off age, and yes your father and I were already wed at your age. There's no lady who has taken your eye." She asks me with a raised brow, and I shrug my shoulders. "Pleasure and love are different things." 

"And you've been seeking your pleasure where actually, Aegon?" And I bite the inside of my cheek to not let a tiny smile grow on my face. "Does it matter?" 

"It does if she's to mother your bastards, is that what you wish?" 

"I'm careful, no bastard shall be born to me it's just some harmless se-" I start before the door opens making me look to the side to see Rhaenyra stride in with Alicent following behind her. 

"Ah, Rhaenyra. You know I don't like you to go flying while I'm in this condition." She says and I get up before handing mom back the hand fan. "Since you're here that means the council should be starting soon, and you reek of Dragon." 

"Are you jealous brother?" Rhaenyra playfully counters and I roll my eyes at her words. "You have nothing for me to be jealous about." 

"Besides a dragon of course." 

"Alright you two I'm too pregnant to hear the both of your bickering." Mom says and it breaks mine and Rhaenyra's staring contest off. "Alright I will leave you to it, and you don't be late the king's cupbearer is quite the important task." I say to Rhaenyra with a smirk before moving to mom and pressing a kiss on top of her head. 

"You stay out of trouble, Aegon." 

"Me? Mother you act as if I'm like that idiot Daemon." 

"No, you're not..... your far smarter and that's even more worrisome." She counters and I release a chuckle. "If you say so." and with that I start to walk out of the chamber but not before sending a wink towards Alicent whose cheeks heat up from the action. 

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"My lords. The growing alliance among the Free Cities has taken to styling itself "the Triarchy." They have massed on Bloodstone and are presently ridding the Stepstones of its pirate infestation." Lord Corlys speaks as he rises from his chair and opens the map making me look towards it. 

"Well, that sounds suspiciously like good news, Lord Corlys." 

 "A man called Craghas Drahar has styled himself the prince-admiral of this Triarchy. They call him "the Crabfeeder" due to his inventive methods of punishing his enemies."  He continues and if the Triarchy get's the Stepstones in hands who knows what kind of crazy high tolls they can ask from the passing ships. 

"And are we meant to weep for dead pirates?" 

"No but the question is what will they do with the isl-" I start before I'm cut off as the door opens and a late Rhaenyra is quick to walk in. "Rhaenyra your late King's cupbearer must not be late. Leaves people wanting for cups." He says and I hold my empty cup out towards Rhaenyra with a smile. "Yes, very thirsty."