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' in truth he hadn't expected to return to these lands under such circumstances . his children now motherless , and he again without purpose . well , -- that was a lie his purpose was his children , they needed guidance in their life && even more so now with such a loss . to be here ? standing across this drafty ' fucking stoned ground from his brother , his mood was more sour . leaning his arm upon the low wall , eyes scanning the sea of people , he even brought those -- horrible little children of his - such a delight .
' his eyes lifted as he saw her come into view , and even from across the room , and even after all these years he could feel that warmth that radiated from her . a -- smile pulled upon his features , yet he tried his hardest to hide it - it was his wife's funeral after all . turning his head , sighing heavily , his sight landed upon the ' sea that crashed upon the rocks below him , if he had to listen to another world from that rambling idiot vaemond he would surely throw himself from this ledge to -- end his suffering.
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' he remembered those days fondly , when all this bullshit drama was none existent - when there was actual peace instead of the brewings of war . such -- innocence that was soon to. be marred by his own darkness , by his own hand - he had a hand in making her the woman that she was today , who else could ' he blame ? pious viserys ? a noble fool . only to be surrounded by those '-- grabbing lechers that only wished for the crown that was upon his head .
' rolling his eyes , he knew the hand too well - he saw him for what he was , he had always saw through his false act of good will " another feeble cunt . " exhaling -- deeply , he held no love for the Hightowers - he would never recognise that little girl as his queen " how the mighty will fall once the dragons rise from the ashes ' once more , to see both their heads upon spikes would make anyones day . " it would certainly make his , a sight he longed for - especially for Otto's.
' " horrible little creatures , aren't they ? only the gods know what happened to that one . " nodding his head to a drunken aegon , disgust written heavily upon his -- features yet he paid attention to the fact she had said she lived a distance away from them , an interesting thought . brow raising , would he return to pentos ? ' what was there here for him but more disrespect and having to watch those arse licking fools sniff around his brother ? yet her words caught his attention , shun her ? -- that was never his intentions " it might have escaped your notice , but you were the one that was being wed , not I . in any case , there is nothing here for me , no ' name , no loyalty - simply the brother to a king who cannot see past the -- shadow of those fucking Hightowers . "
' a distance that was put there for necessary reasons . his brother all but forbade him from marrying her , from basically being near her . he knew his -- intentions , yet as always - he was denied what he wanted . and yet still he sensed that burning fire within her , a dragon could never be tamed , could it ? had ' she been tamed ? had those fires been damped with age and time ? he still felt his own chaos , burning bright within him and wishing to spread and consume those -- around him.
' " hmm. " humming at her words , he was not one to comment on others affairs - how many times was it now that he had been exiled from kings landing ? too many , -- yet each time his wrong doings had been forgiven and he was as always welcomed back like the rogue he was . would this time be different ? perhaps not . for ' as he glanced over at his brother , he saw how those cunt Hightowers circled around him like bees to a hornet , seeping poisonous honey into his ear. looking -- down at the young aegon , seeing him all but flailing in his intoxicated mess , he raised a brow before turning his gaze to rhaenyra once more .
' " he is still a feeble cunt . " he all but spat out , giving a brief roll of his eyes - yet he knew that they had loved each other dearly , but it still did not excuse him -- from all but abandoning rhaenyra to the claws of his family , to that fool vaemond who wished nothing but to tear into her and those boys . yet she was right , ' his girls needed his attentions , needed the comfort that viserys failed to give rhaenyra " and they will receive it . I will not neglect my duties , but they are strong - like laena . much of her is passed through them , I will admit. " gaze passing back to the Hightower queen he sighed " an old friend of yours , if I remember correctly ?"
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' he almost scoffed , he cared not for the listening ears of others - who would dare challenge him ? who would dare make the order to cut out his tongue " I -- welcome the challenge , it might bring some excitement into my life . " rogue , he was a rogue . he would take the head off any who came before him && dared ' challenge him on his words , he cared little for the Hightowers or their deceitful -- queen who preyed upon his brother in his weakest moments .
' sweet little girls often turned into what stood in front of them , there was no room for innocence within the red keep ― she would only be devoured . as for the -- other two , they reeked of everything that was otto and his devilish offspring " then there will be no doubt that poison will be dripped in their ears daily , little boys ' grow to be men , men have ambition . " the ambition to be king , given that they were both the sons of a king , a clear thread to rhaenyra's own right to the -- throne . yet he watched as Otto yanked aegon to his feet , a short high pitched laugh escaped him , yet he did not turn his head , his gaze remaining upon the scene ' to show them that he was rather aware of this little princes indecent behaviour .
' yet to her words , his head rolled towards her , his lilac gaze landing upon her . no , she had no control in what was put before her , yet he remembered a rebellious -- girl who turned down the hand of nearly every lord who came to pay her homage " your fire has been dampened , a shame really . " for he remembered that smile that ' usually shined bright upon her face , yet now she frowned ― and he saw the weight she carried upon her shoulders . yes she was here , with those -- words he cast his gaze downwards , a smile pulling upon his lips . but she was married now , their lives had changed in many ways " i suppose there is more pros ' than cons to staying upon these dreaded shores . " turning his gaze towards the sea once more , he sighed heavily " but to return to kings landing ? I would rather. - gauge my eyes out than to watch that pig headed cunt flounce around as if ' he is king . "
' he remembered those days fondly , when all this bullshit drama was none existent - when there was actual peace instead of the brewings of war . such -- innocence that was soon to. be marred by his own darkness , by his own hand - he had a hand in making her the woman that she was today , who else could ' he blame ? pious viserys ? a noble fool . only to be surrounded by those '-- grabbing lechers that only wished for the crown that was upon his head .
' rolling his eyes , he knew the hand too well - he saw him for what he was , he had always saw through his false act of good will " another feeble cunt . " exhaling -- deeply , he held no love for the Hightowers - he would never recognise that little girl as his queen " how the mighty will fall once the dragons rise from the ashes ' once more , to see both their heads upon spikes would make anyones day . " it would certainly make his , a sight he longed for - especially for Otto's.
' " horrible little creatures , aren't they ? only the gods know what happened to that one . " nodding his head to a drunken aegon , disgust written heavily upon his -- features yet he paid attention to the fact she had said she lived a distance away from them , an interesting thought . brow raising , would he return to pentos ? ' what was there here for him but more disrespect and having to watch those arse licking fools sniff around his brother ? yet her words caught his attention , shun her ? -- that was never his intentions " it might have escaped your notice , but you were the one that was being wed , not I . in any case , there is nothing here for me , no ' name , no loyalty - simply the brother to a king who cannot see past the -- shadow of those fucking Hightowers . "
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' a distance that was put there for necessary reasons . his brother all but forbade him from marrying her , from basically being near her . he knew his -- intentions , yet as always - he was denied what he wanted . and yet still he sensed that burning fire within her , a dragon could never be tamed , could it ? had ' she been tamed ? had those fires been damped with age and time ? he still felt his own chaos , burning bright within him and wishing to spread and consume those -- around him.
' " hmm. " humming at her words , he was not one to comment on others affairs - how many times was it now that he had been exiled from kings landing ? too many , -- yet each time his wrong doings had been forgiven and he was as always welcomed back like the rogue he was . would this time be different ? perhaps not . for ' as he glanced over at his brother , he saw how those cunt Hightowers circled around him like bees to a hornet , seeping poisonous honey into his ear. looking -- down at the young aegon , seeing him all but flailing in his intoxicated mess , he raised a brow before turning his gaze to rhaenyra once more .
' " he is still a feeble cunt . " he all but spat out , giving a brief roll of his eyes - yet he knew that they had loved each other dearly , but it still did not excuse him -- from all but abandoning rhaenyra to the claws of his family , to that fool vaemond who wished nothing but to tear into her and those boys . yet she was right , ' his girls needed his attentions , needed the comfort that viserys failed to give rhaenyra " and they will receive it . I will not neglect my duties , but they are strong - like laena . much of her is passed through them , I will admit. " gaze passing back to the Hightower queen he sighed " an old friend of yours , if I remember correctly ?"
'' he heard her voice , one that brought back bittersweet memories to plague his mind . he often thought of those nights that he whisked her away to those brothels , -- dwelled upon the knowledge that he had all but left her to the fate of his brother - it was not wise to dwell in the past . and yet each time laena brought him ' the news that rhaenyra had birthed another child , it brought with it the -- thought of - what if it was with me ? would it make things different ?
' yet he had found happiness , peace even . he had his own children , it seems the gods had deemed for their lives and their paths to be set this way . turning his -- head , lilac hues glanced at her , giving a nod of acknowledgement to her words - what was one to say to them ? what did you say ? sighing he turned his gaze ' once more to the sea " a loss that you are all too acquainted with . " she had lost her mother in such circumstances herself , she would know the pain his children -- felt .
' turning his head once more , his gaze travelled to where his own children sat , with those two boys that strongly resembled a certain member of house strong " -- they are like their mother in that way , eager to please . " and his words almost brought a smile to his face " where is your husband ? I do not see him , he much be ' fiercely proud of his own two sons. "
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'' he heard her voice , one that brought back bittersweet memories to plague his mind . he often thought of those nights that he whisked her away to those brothels , -- dwelled upon the knowledge that he had all but left her to the fate of his brother - it was not wise to dwell in the past . and yet each time laena brought him ' the news that rhaenyra had birthed another child , it brought with it the -- thought of - what if it was with me ? would it make things different ?
' yet he had found happiness , peace even . he had his own children , it seems the gods had deemed for their lives and their paths to be set this way . turning his -- head , lilac hues glanced at her , giving a nod of acknowledgement to her words - what was one to say to them ? what did you say ? sighing he turned his gaze ' once more to the sea " a loss that you are all too acquainted with . " she had lost her mother in such circumstances herself , she would know the pain his children -- felt .
' turning his head once more , his gaze travelled to where his own children sat , with those two boys that strongly resembled a certain member of house strong " -- they are like their mother in that way , eager to please . " and his words almost brought a smile to his face " where is your husband ? I do not see him , he much be ' fiercely proud of his own two sons. "
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' in truth he hadn't expected to return to these lands under such circumstances . his children now motherless , and he again without purpose . well , -- that was a lie his purpose was his children , they needed guidance in their life && even more so now with such a loss . to be here ? standing across this drafty ' fucking stoned ground from his brother , his mood was more sour . leaning his arm upon the low wall , eyes scanning the sea of people , he even brought those -- horrible little children of his - such a delight .
' his eyes lifted as he saw her come into view , and even from across the room , and even after all these years he could feel that warmth that radiated from her . a -- smile pulled upon his features , yet he tried his hardest to hide it - it was his wife's funeral after all . turning his head , sighing heavily , his sight landed upon the ' sea that crashed upon the rocks below him , if he had to listen to another world from that rambling idiot vaemond he would surely throw himself from this ledge to -- end his suffering.
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' he would always protect her , they were family - it was what they were supposed to do . dragons , they were supposed to stand together , they were supposed to guard their own . since when had it come to this ? to be scattered , family against family . he remembered the time when aemma died , how he saw his brother so wrapped in his own grief he bypassed his daughters , when it was daemons time to stand up , to be the person she needed - to be the shoulder she needed to cry upon . yet viserys was looking the other way again , bypassed by his own wish for peace that he closed his eyes to his daughters suffering once more, and at the hands of that cunt wife of his .
' " peace does not last , i hope it does , but it does not . " nothing lasted forever , peace being one of them . once his brother passed , he knew that there would be a split within the realm , otto would no doubt push for the hightower boys to be seated within the hands of power so he might wield his own . yet for now , dragonstone would be that place of peace , where the poison of the red keep would not penetrate that peace . he had no care for those around them , he wanted his words to be heard , wanted those fucking cunts to hear his words of displeasure - for too long he had been silence , he had been gone for too long and now the power fell freely into their hands .
' he was always denied , never allowed to have what he truly wanted . denied the position of hand , an insult to him at the highest extent . yet in rhaenyra she saw himself , he saw that fire that burned bright within her , one that mirrored his own - they were two sides of the same coin . brow raising , his gaze turning to her. to be her husband ? in the tradition of their house . would he be her champion ? of course she saw the benefit of having him as her husband , of the protection he would bring and eventually the guide she would need when her time came to ruling the kingdoms " as your husband . " giving a nod of his head , running his tongue along his bottom lip " and to be parted from you would be a sad tale , really . we will be wed , and as you said , in the tradition of our house . "
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' it was what they were built upon , broken pieces of each other . together they made one whole piece , the dragon was ever more powerful when all its little -- hatchlings crowded together , acted as one . yet now , his brother had caused a divide , this was the very reason he believed that a dragon should never marry ' outside of its own blood , the late queen aemma was daughter of daella targaryen , the blood of the dragon ran through her veins as she was off their blood , -- yet to contaminate their valyrian bloodline and mingle it with those cunts , the filth that was those hightowers was unforgivable .
' to this his brow raised , where was viserys when his daughter suffered so ? he remembered his brother to be fiercely protective of her , how the old dragon -- roared to protect its young . it seems that old dragon was slumbering " now you will have someone to stand in front of you and shield you from her ways . " ' he would cut out every single last one of their tongues , yet dark sister was made for much nobler tasks than to be contaminated with the blood of such filth , and yet she still had a thirst for blood .
' watching her , he could have sighed - he would have , but what point would it prove ? instead he looked away , he could have and most likely was the blame for -- much more than he would have believed , yet what good would it do to sit and list all your faults in life ? none " Nyke eptan syt aōha ondos isse dīnilūks , ziry ' denied nyke . " ( I asked for your hand in marriage , he denied me. ) as always , he was denied what he wanted and yet when she crossed her arms over her chest , his -- eyes directed towards her , an almost smile pulling upon his lips as he was faced with that look of defiance that was often in the spirited young woman he had left all ' those years ago . yet he knew the answer was not to kill , no . yet would it not come to that in time ? to kill or to be killed " criticise ? my concern is mislabelled , -- misread . i did not come here to insult , we both know if i wished to do that i would have been more clearer in doing so . you and your boys will need someone to ' protect you , your husband is fickle cunt and can barely protect a flagon of ale , he is more a problem than a solution , a hindrance . no , you are no longer alone , i am here . "
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' those little boys were as much as laenors concern as they were rhaenyra's , the moment laenor recognised them as his ( which they werent ) he took on the role -- and responsibility of being their father .it is true that his own life was filled with turmoil && sadness , but there as no point in wallowing in it , what good ' would that do ? werent they all confirmed to an invisible steel cage ? where they all not kept from the life they truly wanted ? yet not everyone was drunken fools "arent we all , broken ? in a sense ? all denied what we truly want ? " like how he was -- denied to wed her .
' sighing heavily , she was too open minded . too eager to see the good in people when there was truly none , he had learned how to read people , how to see -- between those false lines " you were a girl who had just lost her mother , she was a girl who went on to occupy your fathers bed . see the difference ? you were ' betrayed . " coming to a halt in his walking , turning to look at her " and now that girl had borne your father a son , you are in danger rhaenyra , can't you see this ? or -- do you still hold out hope that your old friend is still there ? if you do , i hate to be the bearer of bad news - she is gone . " he was never one to soften his words , ' never one to walk on egg shells to get to the true meaning behind them - he was always to the point , even if at times , it would hurt the other .
' yet at his words , he was concerned . there would come a time when viserys would be gone , who would protect her then ? brow raising , why was she always so -- quick to blame herself ? had the fire in her truly burnt out ? shaking his head " you have my support , you will always have my protection and my support . both ' ' you and your sons . " stepping forward his gaze dropped for a moment " iksā iā zaldrīzes , yet ao act hae iā ōtor. ao blame aōla syt tolī olvie . " ( you are a dragon , yet you act like a sheep . you blame yourself for too much . )
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' he saw something in her , maybe it was a bit of himself ? they were like two sides of the same coin , matching each others fires that burned fierce within both of -- them ― or at least it used to be that way . it used to be like that when she craved the chaos , craved the rebellion , but he had found that even in himself during ' those years abroad , those fires had dampened in himself yet the - chaos burned as bright as ever , never to be tamed .
" did i ? i always thought that writing goes two ways , you did not write either . i had quite thought you content with your life , after all laenor did write to laena -- quite often expressing his great love for each new child your birthed . " yet he had also heard the whispers that those boys were not laenors but resembled that of a ' certain knight from house strong , and upon seeing them he too saw those rumours to be true ― yet he did not question it . it seemed she had found her - happiness in whatever form that it presented itself to her && he was glad of it.
' to this he groaned , rolling his eyes . did she truly believe that her old friend , that bitch was truly innocent in all this ? shaking his head " that little cunt knew -- exactly what she was doing , playing upon my brother during his darkest times . girl or not , she saw the advantages of presenting herself to my brother , do you ' truly believe she also does not enjoy the power she has as queen ? fucking loveless marriage , that marriage has opened numerous doors for her , it is my -- brother who deserves better than those disgusting cunts who fill his mind with poison . " for he knew that once the time came , otto would push for aegon to ' be king , what man wouldn't ? it was only natural given that he was the kings first - borne son .
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' this caught his attention , how she spoke of laenor caught his attention . with the strong knight gone , who did she have in her life that would offer her protection ? -- she had syrax , certainly , but who would fight for her reputation and right ? who would speak for those boys and protect them ? sighing " you are their mother . " ' he pointed out , turning his head so that his gaze caught hers " even if that drunken fool is not their father , he is your husband , he has a duty towards them -- regardless . "
' he cared not if those boys were bastards , they had his blood , the blood of the valyria ran through their veins && that alone made them too dragons . perhaps -- in rhaenyra he found a solace that he could speak his mind freely ( not that he didn't around others ) and without judgement , as she could with him , for who was ' he to judge ? who was anyone to judge upon the actions of others ?
' " it does not matter if she choose this life or not , rhaenyra . she could have shown a kindness towards you , given as you said , you both did not choose the -- lives that you both were given ― she knows how such feels , yet she still acts like a miserable cunt towards anybody that of her own blood . " which was a ' contradicting statement given his disapproval of those who weren't not of his own blood . stopping , he turned towards her , no , it was one of the reasons -- he had asked her here " are you safe ? no harm has been directed towards you ? ' your boys as well , what means do you all have of protection ? "
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' children were always resilient, yet he in a sense worried that they were hiding their own grief to seem strong for him , just as laena would . after he was able to free -- himself from his brother , narrowly dodging the cunt otto and his bitch of a daughter , he returned to his chambers to at least bask in the sweet bliss of ' silence . it was soon to be broken by his children entering , then leaving , then entering again && it seemed to never end , his door becoming somewhat invisible to -- them , yet he cared not .
' once the night hours were approaching , he finally called for the maid they had brought with them to escort his two daughters to bed , with his own warnings to not -- leave their chambers , he didn't trust all who inhabited these halls , lest alone ' that drunken cunt his brother called son .
' leaving the halls under the cover of darkness , he made his way towards the beach , the salt air filling his lungs ― bliss . yet the silence was soon interrupted , the -- voice was one he needed not to turn towards for he recognised it instantly , a smile pulling upon his features at the words she spoke " i am grateful for it . they are ' family after all , there is no need for them to be estranged . " there was too much gaps being formed in their own family , too much distance being placed between them all . his hand rested upon the hilt of his sword , settling into a slow -- walk with her " much time has passed . " which was obvious " i wished for no bad blood to be between us , after all , we had been close once ― had we not ? " had he ' not slipped her from the walls of the keep , into the sinful brothels and shown her the ways of life if one gave into the desires of their body , had he not showed her that -- her life did not have to be what his brother told her it had to be ? sighing " and i ' am concerned , about those cunt hightowers , about their motives . "
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' his brother was weak . he would never allowed others to disrespect nor talk about him in his own presence , he would always defend him , but he was his -- brother && that allowed him , himself to give his opinion on the matter . he longed to tame that chaos that spread through their veins , longed to tame ' the dragons that roamed , perhaps that was why he choose the oldest and slowest out of them all ? balerion might have been the the largest dragon the world -- had ever seen , but much like viserys , he was docile when he claimed him .
' yet he couldn't deny that little dance his heart done , that fire that burned brightly for rhaenyra had never ceased , each time laena told of the news that she had -- birthed another child hit him deeply , almost made him feel bouts of jealousy ? yes , jealousy . a smile pulled upon his features , giving a curt of his head " settled . " it ' almost seemed like an political arrangement , the two who were solely against the hightowers taking together in dragonstone , to others it would look like that , -- it would certainly cause scandal given the whispers that were often spread that ' they were lovers ― yet he cared not .
' yet at her words he almost laughed , turning his head towards the sea so that others were oblivious to his amusement on what should have been a day full of -- sorrow and tears " what a dreadful end i would have then if i stayed here . " he commented , yet at her intentions to leave his gaze turned towards her , standing to ' attention as his hand shot out , resting upon her own arm to stop her in her movements " we must talk , you and i . properly , without so many listening ears - around . " gaze lowering , he did have his own children to attend to , and he was aware she had her own babe as well " meet me by the beaches at sunset . " with that ' his hand dropped , moving away from her to go towards his own children , yet what intentions he had were soon thwarted as his viserys approached him , and soon -- he was led into a conversation of politics and grief .
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' many had thought and continued to think that he himself wanted the throne , how wrong they were . he never wanted the throne , all he wished and wanted for was -- to protect && keep his family close . to keep and secure the name targaryen , yet when viserys married that little girl he watered down their name and made a ' mockery of it , and now the result was this drunken cunt who seemed even -- more disturbed than he , himself ― such a vice he once thought was impossible .
' innocence never lasted long in this world , it was stripped from your core and laid bare before you . that girl would not survive , it was either fight or flight && from -- what he had already seen , those cunt brothers of hers were already clawing their way to the top , crushing those beneath them and when they did , what would ' happen to her ? gaze turning to look at him , his brow slowly raised " do they ? i rather much thought that our true selves are always buried beneath the surface . " -- the fires she once possessed might have been tamed , but he knew that they would be ignited once more . did these hightowers truly think they could calm and ' weaken the inner chaos of theirs ? the blood of the dragon ran freely through their veins , and much like their own dragons they answered to neither gods -- nor men , why would these hightowers think any differently ?
' her request surprised him , yet such surprise was hidden from her , his gaze simply drifting . it would certainly be a scandal , yet he was one who was used to -- being drowned in scandal , and he knew that she , herself was no stranger to such . it would give them a chance to at least form some sort of delicateness that ' there once was between them , if even a friendship ― he could not abandon her again , especially now that he saw how the crows basically pecked at his -- brow , tearing the flesh from his body and feasting upon his insides , for once he was gone rhaenyra would be their next victim " i suppose being at dragonstone ' wouldn't be too much of a bother . " trying to seem nonchalant " caraxes certainly did like it when we were last there , as much as i would appreciate the -- hospitality of lord corlys and my dear cousin rhaenys , the sight of that rambling cunt lord vaemond will make me want to throw myself from whatever ' window has the highest fall . " pouting his lips , he gave a curt nod , in agreement -- " dragonstone it is ."
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