Content Warning: 90% of this chapter is basically smut that includes Otto but something tells me a lot of y'all have been waiting for it 😉🤭
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When the time to end her affair with Viserys finally came, Diane made sure to look absolutely heartbroken about it. There were even tears. Fake, of course, but not like the King knew how to tell the difference.
Diane let Viserys know that if it were up to her, she would have stayed in court indefinitely just to be with him. But her father insisted. He made her Lady of Dragonstone and now wanted to see her taking her duties seriously. He would not tolerate postponing her move any longer.
Viserys consoled her. As best as he could anyway. He asked once if there was anything that could be done to change Daemon's mind. Diane said that her father's mind was set. Viserys made no further attempts to try and keep her in court. He did say that he wished the situation was different and he wasn't married so they could be together. Because the bond they shared was special. That he never met anyone who understood him quite like she did. Diane made sure to shed the appropriate amount of tears and nod in agreement despite how ridiculous his statements were.
As Diane was leaving, she kissed Viserys on the cheek and said that she would never forget the time they spent together. Then she left the King's bedchambers, closing the secret door behind her.
Viserys sat in silence for a few more minutes, mulling over their conversation. Then he called for one of the guards and requested to see his wife.
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Otto was getting ready to retire to his bedchamber with a drink and something to read before bed when he heard the door to his rooms open. He turned to see Diane slipping inside and closing the door behind herself. She was wearing a black cloak which Otto did not question at that time because it was a rather chilly night. She smiled when their eyes met.
'Lady Diane, to what do I owe such a late-night visit?' Otto asked, the corners of his lips tugging slightly upward. The prospect of her company was definitely better than a book.
'I suppose you have heard that I leave for Dragonstone tomorrow,' Diane said, slowly unlacing her cloak.
'I did, yes,' Otto nodded. It did not bring him any joy though. He was quite used to seeing Diane every day in one way or another. He knew she would visit frequently, she wouldn't leave Aegon and Aemond for long, but it still wouldn't be the same. 'I believe the King is not happy about the news.'
'He will deal with it,' Diane waved off, shrugging the cloak off her shoulders and throwing it on the nearest chair.
Otto forgot how to breathe for a second.
Diane was wearing nothing but a light violet nightgown. It was long and covered anything it needed to cover but it still took Otto's breath away. It matched her eyes perfectly.
'I do remember you said you fancy this particular color,' Diane smirked, letting him know that the choice of her attire for this evening was very deliberate. 'Ask me again.'
'Ask you what?' Otto questioned absently, his eyes trying to engrave the scene before him in his mind.
'You know what,' Diane said, approaching him and stopping only an arm's length away.
It took Otto a second but he realized what Diane was talking about. He reached out to stroke her cheek and said, 'Would you like to join me in my bedchambers tonight?'
Diane smiled widely as if she wanted to say it just as much as he wanted to hear it and answered, 'With great pleasure.'
A second later he was already kissing her like his life depended on it. And maybe to some extent it actually did. Diane wrapped her arms around his neck and he could feel her smiling in between kisses.

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