OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS || Aenar Targaryen [1]

109 • ONE MAN, THREE WIVES

ONE WEEK LATER

From the private balcony of the Grand Sept,
King Aenar could see the sun shining on the Black water Rush half a mile ahead, and on the walls and towers and hills of King’s Landing beyond.

Viserys, alas, possessed a gentle nature ill-suited for the harsh realities and sacrifices that come with the mantle of leadership. Regardless, Aenar held a deep affection for his late brother. While he may not have earned my admiration, his unwavering loyalty would remain, but presently he was in a tight spot with High Sparrow and High Septon.

Aenar confessed to the clergy's that, he had had an affair with Berenice Illyrio shortly after his late wife had passed and could attest of the boy being his son.

Bewildered, the High Sparrow reprimanded him and admonished his courage for speaking the truth. However an ultimatum was given to the dragon king to rid himself off the rumors circulating the kingdoms and redeem himself before the gods.

The King had retreated to his chambers, seeking solace and insisting on being left undisturbed. Whispers circulated that Otto Hightower, a man of questionable character, had began orchestrating armies in the Free Cities.

In the position of being the ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and the Protector of the Realm. King Aenar wasted no time and promptly summoned the council to convene with him ensuring that swift arrangements were made to safeguard the realm.

Queen Alicent enters the Red Keep, removing her veil, as she was no longer in the Sept of Baelor. She ascended the steps, heading to her chambers to rest, only to be greeted by the inhabitants of the castle, as Ser Harrold approaches her.

"Your Grace." he greets with a short bow. "The King has requested that you both join him at the small council chamber."

"A small council meeting?" Alicent seemed startled. "Has my father being found?"

"I cannot say, Your Grace."

Alicent and Ser Criston both share a look, and immediately, the Dornish knight escorted her to the destination with Ser Harrold striding beside her protector.

Cersei was already there, waiting for her twin. Suddenly the doors open again, and gracefully Alicent comes walking in with a neutral face and stood and goes to sit down.

Moments later Lady Berenice Illyrio comes into the small council, as Cersei outrightly shot daggers at her, arching a brow in confusion. Secretly, she was sleeping with Vaemond behind closed doors, so what was his wife doing here? The Lannisters thoughts were crowded.

King Aenar stood looking out the large window over the Kings Landing, the city beautiful with dew floating the sky as birds cawed in minions. He listened to the sound of waves crashing against the shore, staring at the Dragonpit from a distance as thoughts crowded his mind. Since the disturbing rumours, he has finally come to decide to take a new wife.

When he heard the doors open, he turned to see his small councils all arriving and took their seat. Aenar meets his Alicent's orbs with an easy expression obviously on her face, and knew the outcome that comes after.

The air in the room was thick for Queen Alicent, she lowered her head, digging her nails into the skin of her hands, nervous with anxiety, wondering why the King has summoned Berenice.