OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS || Aenar Targaryen [1]

42 • THE KING'S AFFAIR

ONE YEAR LATER

"Francesca cannot have a seat on the small council, I anull your decision!"

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Staggering Queen Alicent flinched and winced. Eyes widened in shock. "V-viserys." she shuddering.

The King neared her figure. "If you ever object my council again. I'll have you hanged! Understand?!" Viserys exclaimed as Alicent held her red cheeks.

"I understand my King." the aurburn haired lowered her head, her orbs on the verge of tears as the targaryen King sauntered out her chambers banging the door.

Slowly sinking to the ground, Alicent wept. Her political marriage to King Viserys brought her nothing but pain and anguish.

It was spring, all was in bloom, yet cold like a dagger it cuts through her loneliness day after day, night after night, since her lord husband returned safely from the Free Cities, and the rest of the trip. He hasn't summoned her to his bedchamber.

Since Aenar's return from DragonStone. Things have been going well, except his relationship with her had begin to strain and stretch.

They only exchanged formality greetings, small talks, attended council meetings, ate together with the family, and never did he sort to see her, or court her in secret like he always did.

Alicent tired to recall last year, when he had proposed to her to marry him. And she said yes, so what could have changed Aenar's mind?

Even Viserys had grown more colder towards her, he has been even quieter than before, spends time with his children, nephew and niece, but doesn't seem to give her any attention except cold energy.

The King only gave her audience during council meetings, a fact that worried Queen Alicent, she soon realize her only friend was Rheanyra, whom often spent time on dragon back with her uncles.

Devasting, all the men in her life, seem to be slipping away from her gently, like morning dew, except for Otto Hightower who preached of Sacrifice. Duty. Decency and Honour to her ears like a gong.

Daemon still remained at court, philandering the capital while Lady Rhea Royce hunted down animals in the Vale.

Aenar acted like a stranger these days. Ignores her like a plague. Spends time with Francesca, bonding over picnics and riding horses, much to her dismay. It was she who mocked the Tully's infidelity, now tis her who's suffering like cold motley.

Viserys uses any opportunity to hit her, over little arguments and quarrels, showering care to Daenerys, Rheanyra and Francesa with love, riches.

After the day's tournament to celebrate Aemond and Daeron's name day had come to an end, the royal wheel house pulled up into courtyard of the castle, as soon as they entered the Red Keep, Aenar and his Lady wife and children took to their quarters, the nurses took Aegon, Helaena, Aemond and Daron's to their rooms, King Viserys spared no glance to her side, except Otto Hightower who trailed by his side, as they discussed other marriage proposals for Rheanyra.

Some days Aenar vanished as always...not appearing in court for several days, and Viserys often missed dinner and lunch. No one knew where he was at this hour, and Queen Alicent needed to know his whereabouts. Nights when she sort to visit his chambers his bed was empty. It made her worry.

Until recently during breakfast with Rheanyra and Daemon, when she had asked whether they had seen Viserys, unusual for him to miss his morning meals. None of them could tell, except Daemon. Apparently, the King was holed up in one of his quarters building another valyrian model, since his return from the Free Cities, not meeting anyone, except attending council meetings.