He follows her, and it is a quick thing. He is a fighter, some forget; he can move his body to suit his needs. In an instant, he is on her, a hand around her throat. "Yes," he hisses. "I told you this. Don't pretend otherwise."
He lets her go. There's no point to harming her, not now, hopefully not ever. He wants her to remain his ally. He wants her to give him a child.
"The king's reach only goes so far. Say you produce a girl, and Rhaenyra a boy. What then? Experience will win the day."
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Date: 2022-08-27 09:03 pm (UTC)He lets her go. There's no point to harming her, not now, hopefully not ever. He wants her to remain his ally. He wants her to give him a child.
"The king's reach only goes so far. Say you produce a girl, and Rhaenyra a boy. What then? Experience will win the day."