OF BASTARDS DUNGEONS & DRAGONS || Aenar Targaryen {2} [SLOW UPDATES]

"'Twas my love for you that led me to bear your children, yet you remained oblivious to their resemblance to you and the traits they inherited from your lineage," she sobbed, her voice dripping with venom and sorrow

"I endured a life of duty and obligation, I lived in the shadows, all for the sake of ambition and love. my existence merely a piece to be played on the game board of court politics. My father forced me into marriage with Viserys, and I sought power to undermine your position as heir - that's why I backed Aegon's claim to the throne over Maekar's, given his lineage." Alicent's voice trembled with emotion.

Aenar's jaw clenched in anger. "You're lying..."

"Believe it or not," she retorted, "but it was my own desires and jealousy that fueled my insecurity. I yearned for you, but when Viserys made you his heir and arranged your marriage to his mistress, I couldn't have you - so bearing your children became my solace. Especially since Francesca failed to produce an heir of pure Valyrian blood, I took it upon myself to secure the Iron Throne for our children." Alicent's bold declaration left Aenar speechless, shocked by her words.

Aenar's face was a mask of stunned silence, his eyes wide with the weight of her confession. The room seemed to shrink, the tension between them palpable as Alicent's secrets spilled out like blood from a wound.

OF BASTARDS, DUNGEONS & DRAGONS is an explicit tale of erotic storytelling advantage between two adults committing sin in the bowels of the Red Keep.

Every character's ideas of marital unions and love are vastly different from each other, giving rise to insightful and memorable impact, thereby causing a division of civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons between Bastards.

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