OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS || Aenar Targaryen [1]

45 • NO LONGER A MAIDEN

With the new acquired knowledge given to him, Otto Hightower was the first to awaken before daybreak, he did not hesitate to get dressed and leave the Tower of the Hand to inform the King of what he had discovered.

Taking a moment to adjust his collar, and badge, he found himself hesitating on the distasteful task he is about to do, yet happy to finally get the King disinherit his brother.

On one hand Otto has always sought to undermine Aenar, and the news he received, could easily destroy him without any efforts on his part, on the other hand, he takes no pleasure in giving Viserys the awful news that his daughter Rheanyra lost her virginity in a brothel.

A knock disrupts the King thrice, Viserys sighs and stood up from the bed. "Come!"

Immediately Otto enters the room as Ser Harrold shuts the door behind him, he proceeds futhur into the cellar, sees the King has just woken up and sat at the edge of the bed, in the middle of putting on some slippers.

The King wore a white garb, covered by a red robe, his valyrian silver hair was unkempt and untidy, even his voice indicated that he was still drowsy.

The valyrian sculpture which stood erect at the center of the room, grew more larger in size and scale. Each intricate design made House Targaryen more appealing, but Otto Hightower didn't come to admire the model itself, he came to deliver some unpleasant news.

Viserys now on his feet, stared at his Hand,
"Otto...what is it? What could you possibly have to tell me this morrow?" Viserys asked grimly.

"I apologize for the early hour, Your Grace. I have, um...discomforting news. I thought it best shared discreetly before the council convenes."

Viserys sighs. "Don't tell me it is the Sea Snake?" expecting a word about his cousin's husband.

"No.....I'm afraid it concerns the Princess, my King."

That got Viserys attention. "Rheanyra? Has she been harmed?" he asked concerned.

Otto remained composed, yet still thought how to formulate the proper wordings. "It is no easy thing to tell a father of his daughter's exploits. I had considered saying nothing, but..."

"What has she done Otto? Gossip on." He demanded agitatedly.

"The Princess was spied last evening... beyond the walls of the Keep...in a pleasure house." Otto narrates.

"What of it?" Viserys questioned.

Otto sighs. "She was carrying on with her uncle. They were engaged in behaviors unbecoming of a maiden...of a Princess." He enunciated every word.

"What behaviors?" Viserys glares at the man.

"Well, must I say it, Your Grace?" Otto questioned rhetorically.

Viserys grew increasingly annoyed."You enter my bedchamber, accusing my daughter, of something. Now speak it..... plainly." He added sternly.

"Aenar and Rhaenyra were seen together... in the bowels of a pleasure den in the Streets of Silk." Otto revealed.

Viserys sighs, motioning him to continue.

"Coupling. They were both coupling Your Grace." Otto finally exposed the truth.

Viserys stares at Otto for a moment, quietly chuckling at first, thinking it was a joke. "This is a lie.....You have been lied to." He says incredulously. He did not doubt Daemon would still be visiting brothels seeking for pleasures, But Aenar? His younger brother and heir was a married man with two children, and Rheanyra? His first daughter? Would not do an impossible thing. Ser Criston stood at her door post all night, so how come did Aenar and Rheanyra get involved.