"The Hand, Your Grace." Tayla announced before exiting the Queen's chambers along with the rest servants. Once the door was shut, Otto proceeds further into the cellar.
"How are you feeling Your Grace?" Otto asked Alicent as he entered her chambers, seeing her read what seems to be a letters, arrayed on a table.
"Very well thank you." The Queen responds, lying through her teeth. She knew her father didn't care, one bit about her emotions.
"His Grace has banished Daemon once again." Otto says grimly.
"Your spy said it was Aenar they saw." Alicent says dryly.
"Does it matter?"
Alicent doesn't responds. There was an awkward silence in the room.
"Have you been healing? It's been a year, since you bore Aemond and Daeron. Surely you are near ready to conceive children again." Otto said plainly. "You know it your duty to provide the King more sons like daughters.....won't be bad if you took the path of the late Queen Alysanne, wife of Jaehaerys Targaryen...she bore the King ten children....."
Hearing that Alicent snapped. "Over my dead body you will think I'll let my lord husband rape me every night like he always does!"
"Do not take that tone with me Alicent!" He cautions her.
"Viserys told me of your suggestions of betrothing Helaena and Aegon!"
Otto slightly froze. "Tis for our cause.... daughter...."
"Our cause? Or your schemes and plots..."
"Tis for the good of the realm....." His voice rumbles sternly.
"Is it? Viserys told me I will choose whomever they marry, as their mother, I will decide that, not you. And going behind my back to plot my children's future? You overstepped your boundaries."
"Aegon and Helaena are targaryens! Marrying them will secure the Iron throne!"
"There are other ways to get the iron throne! Not using my children as political weapons for your selfish gains, just as you used ME!" she exclaims, rubbing her temples, pacing back and forth to gain composure.
"Alicent!...."
The Queen sighs ."I never wanted this life, but pleasing you was the worst mistake of my life. Marrying an old man enough to be my father! A man you're older with seven years!"
"Alicent! I wanted what was best for you." Otto seethed.
"No you did not! You used me as a pawn to raise your standing! Something mother would never do if she was still alive!"
"Watch your tone with me!"
"No! You watch your actions father! I am Queen! You Forget Yourself, Father! it is i who was queen these past years, the sway and authority of the crown is mine! You have only the power i let you wield, you have nothing besides!" Alicent snapped bitterly with a teary eyes.
Otto's face curled in disbelief.
Pursing her lips, Alicent challenges Otto. "Why you don't sit down and think how you've made my life hell by tossing me around, pushing me to be perfect lady, I've never had a moment of bond with you. It's all duty! Duty! Duty! No love nor encouragement. Something Rheanyra and Daenerys had with her mother. You don't know what I like, you don't know my favourite colour. You've never given me a gift on my birthday, except words of affirmation! You've never understood why I get anxiety and cut myself, all you care is your own ambition and not my future nor my dreams!" Alicent enunciated. "You didn't even give my dreams a chance, let alone allow me marry the man I truly loved." She wept, covering her face.
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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...
