[ Those that knew knew, but most knew well enough to hold their tongue. Still, most thought Daemon the one who took Rhaenyra's virtue, not Cole. Alicent and Rhaenyra know the truth of the matter. And Daemon had figured it out easily enough. ]
Banished to cool the temper, welcomed back well enough when he missed me.
[ And if Rhaenyra and her husband are united in the front that her children are theirs, a bastard is easily wiped away as treason just the same, is it not? So Daemon would argue. ]
Plenty of women have trusted me with their bodies, dear Alicent and in that they have never had any complaints. My lover has left of her own accord, free to leave when she's no longer happy with our arrangement. [ That she was pissed when he'd made comments about marrying her to his brother, well, what can he say he didn't fault her for deciding they were done. Nor did he have any ill will toward her though. ] As for the woman my brother insisted I marry, we've never shared a bed and both of us prefer it that way. If you were to ask the Lady, she's more than happy I find my pleasures elsewhere while she hunts and lives her life. To me, how much more sincere can I be than to abide by her wishes?
Welcomed until you overstep your place once again. It is only a matter of time before you anger the king.
[She would not be the reason for this. She could not even consider such a thing. Other women may trust him, but she understood his character. His interest was more for his pride. What would be more flattering than to seduce the queen, his brother's wife? Would that not reflect well on him?
Meanwhile Alicent would be considered a whore and accused of treason. Never, she would not give him such satisfaction. True, she was curious despite herself. But she knew how to override such things with her will.]
I have heard how you speak of your wife. The lack of respect does not that a woman should trust her reputation to you.
To be fair, is that not what brothers do to each other normally? The only difference is that he is king, and has the power to banish me until tempers cool. Were he not king, we'd bicker until we didn't and make up soon enough.
[ If it wasn't her, it would be another thing to put anger between the brothers. And she would be wrong if she thought him so shallow that it was only his pride that had him interested in her. In truth, he wasn't sure what it was that drew him toward her, but he did know it was more than just pride or the thrill of the chase, to fester once he'd obtained his want.
There was something about her specifically. She created an itch he wanted to scratch, not just to have but to challenge, to watch that fire burn behind her eyes when they were in the same room together, to know, even apart that her lips likely formed a pursed line. ]
Yet you haven't heard how she speaks about me. I assure you that the feelings are mutual, Alicent. She wants nothing to do with me, just as I want nothing to do with her. Neither of us wanted the marriage, and it was never consummated, so technically, there is no marriage. She's free to do as she wishes.
[She's pacing as she reads this missive. She was flustered and annoyed, mumbling to herself about impropriety and the very nerve that Daemon displayed. Her composed demeanor disappeared, broken from its shell, leaving her near crazy at his attempts to-
What? Was it wooing? Was it simply to get under her skin? She was having trouble predicting him. All she could do was remind herself of his reputation. His tendency towards violence, his temper, the women he surrounded himself with. It broke any smooth attempts he might try. So long as she kept that image of him, she wouldn't feel a stirring in her chest and she wouldn't flush.
Certainly there would be no pleasure at receiving a raven, even if they were only bickering.]
Yet the king will not allow you to break your marriage. So long as it stands, no lady will consider your gestures or overtures.
[ He's curious when it takes longer to get a raven back, wondering what's going through her head at his last message. If she'll answer him again or if she'll leave it at that. But he doesn't know what to expect from her either.
He hopes she'll continue this back and forth with him. He's oddly enjoying it, seeing her strength to hold her ground, see the ways she challenges him and his ideas or thoughts. Is it to get under her skin? A little. Does she normally have anyone that gets under her skin, that cares enough to put themselves in front of her like this? Probably not.
He'd love to know what it does to her, to be seen. To be given attention worth her station and intelligence. Though he's pretty sure it will take longer for him to know what it does to her. ]
My brother is stubborn in this, he thinks keeping me in this marriage will keep me chained and manageable. See, in some ways we do have something in common, don't we.
As for a lady considering my gestures, maybe I need the right woman who's just as chained as I am.
You do not know what true chains are. You are, after all, a prince. You do not have to remain at your wife's side and you can start a war at your leisure. No man can truly know what a woman must endure.
[She regrets sending that. It's far too deep into her thoughts and feelings of her position. Weakness wasn't something she wanted Daemon to see. With frustration, she is quick to send another to try and make up for her mistake.]
Then by all means, my lady, tell me what you endure. I truly want to know how you feel in your chains.
[ Yeah, no. That late raven doesnโt make up for showing her depths. But to be fair to him, has she ever had anyone actually want to know how she feels and the chains that hold her? Because heโs being sincere in his asking it of her. ]
Mores a pity, I am sure. Because I could use someone to talk to, that got it at least a little.
[She doesn't respond, off balance from her misstep. Replying or telling him more would only result in more cracks in her demeanor. She was rattled and frustrated, the damage now done. She would have a few cups of wine and retire, if only to keep from making further mistakes.
A week passed, allowing her to become more composed and shut away the conversation to the back of her mind. Her children stole her attention. While their nurse cared for them, she was still expected to care for them and preferred to spend time with them, as Viserys didn't seem interested. Helaena still had colic, Aegon was a bit more fussy now that he was almost 3. Ravens would be ignored for now.
There was little she could do when another hunt was arranged. Despite the previous disaster, Viserys was eager for distractions and entertainment, despite his pain. This was an event to allow Rhaenyra and Laenor to appear and show their "happy marriage." Thankfully not pregnant, Alicent could simply sit in the tent in comfort. The ladies were eager to gossip and talk and Alicent endured it as long as she could.
When finally food was being served, she lingered alone at the edge of the tent, watching the others move. Finally alone, she was vulnerable to any that might approach her.]
[ He had waited for a time, to see if she would answer again. But no answer came, and eventually he let sleep take him, not one to let it keep him up. And yet over the week that passes there were one or two ravens to her from him, trying to nudge her back into conversation.
Unsuccessful as they were, after all. Though, caring for her children would be an excuse heโd accept too. While he had no children to care for, he understood being a parent and the importance the role takes.
Heโd made the rounds after the hunt had been settled and men had been happy to have fires and camps among the houses. Drinks shared, stories told, but in the end, most hadnโt been to war so the stories were the same as last year. Which means soon enough heโs bored with the groups, watching the Queen as she gossiped with the ladies who didnโt participate in the hunt.
He moves quietly to her side when sheโs finally alone, close enough that his shoulder brushes hers just a little. But his voice is soft, for her, which is why the closeness. ] You looked like the gossip of the women might be more painful than an arrow to the shoulder.
[She expected his appearance at her side. That, at least, she could predict. It wasn't the first unwanted encounter she had this night. Larys had appeared with the ladies as well, his eyes watching her intently. Since the garden he had pressed his attentions as well, pressing to be her ally and give her information. Nothing was ever freely given and she knew Larys had his own desires.
Daemon was a bit of a relief compared to him, even if she was still on guard net to him. His whisper and the tickle of his breath against her ear made her shiver, but she kept her expression serious, not wishing him to sense or know her responses.]
[ Heโd noticed her new shadow in Larys, the man oddly sitting with the ladies instead of the other houses or men. But Daemon had noticed the interest the man had in Alicent, weaseling his way to her side. If she were taking Daemonโs advice, heโd tell her to be wary of his intent and interest. Though he also has a feeling she knows that too.
He offers a small bow of his head at her question. He would like to hope he can offer her better conversation. Something that wasnโt mind numbing or angering like the gossip heโd overheard about people fauning over Rhaenyra and her husband. ]
I would hope I can, and a change of scenery. My brother was saddling up to head out on another white stag hunt, and I thought I might offer my services to see if you wanted a small ride, with a few guards so all is proper of course, to the waterfall not too far away. Aegon and Helaena might enjoy the water before the sun falls for the night.
[She didn't need to be told that Larys was after his own desires rather than her own. He didn't exactly hide it, only framing it as wishing to serve her. Some of his information had been useful, but he hovered closer and closer, asking to host her for a supper or to speak to her more often in private about what he heard. There was a relentless pressure from two sides, both Larys and Daemon picking at her until she was stumbling, less able to maintain her morals.
His offer was not dismissed outright. Both Helaena and Aegon were fussy and her daughter seemed to hate others being around. Taking them somewhere quiet with fresh air and sunshine, it would do them both some good. Perhaps even lulling them both to sleep?
She was not the most graceful on a horse, preferring a wheelhouse. She could at least ride a little, enough to reach the waterfall.]
Speak to the guards and I will summon the children's nurse.
[ Daemon was relentless, but his interests in being at her side and having her attention was at least less dangerous. Or more, pending how you looked at it, Layrs would use his actions to eventually trip her into blackmail. Daemonโs interests while a little selfish for himself also wants to see her strong and wasnโt interested in blackmailing her. It wasnโt just because his interests would get him in more trouble with his brother than heโd ever been either. Itโs because if they actually went that far, heโd want to keep her safe.
Thereโs a small smile when she agrees, bowing just a little at her command to see to the guard. He cannot help be happy that he had suggested something that was good for her, that would please her and get her alone some. Even with the guards. ] Iโll see to the guard and have them bring horses around. I can have Aegon ride with me if youโd like Helaena to ride with you too, and have them grab some snacks in case they get hungry while weโre out.
Helaena does not prefer to be touched. [Something that she never admitted to anyone, save for her nurse. Aegon would be more delighted to be on a horse, but her daughter should follow in the wheelhouse. It would at least spare them from constant crying.] Their nurse does not ride. It might be easier for both of them to travel in the wheelhouse.
[What was she doing? This was foolish, but momentarily needed. She wanted a bit of air, to pull away from the pressure closing in around her. Larys, Viserys, her father. Each of them picked at her and it was becoming overwhelming, especially when surrounded by the eyes of the court. Being away, even if with guards seemed almost liberating.
She couldn't think that way. Instead, she pushed herself to believe it was for the children. There was no other reason and no other feeling in her. Not pressure, not need for liberation, nothing beyond duty.]
[ Thereโs a softness to his eyes for that admittance, head tilting just a little. ] That must make it harder to quell her when she cries. A wheelhouse for the nurse and Princess then. Iโll see it prepared as well, while you get the children and nurse ready. Thereโs a gentle mare I can prepare for you, if you would be up to ride?
[ Something she doesnโt get often either, heโs offering her a choice in riding with him if her daughter will be in the wheelhouse. And heโs being attending to her, by offering her a mare known to be gentle. A softer side of him, but also showing he is paying attention. He knows she doesnโt ride much at all, isnโt arguing the need for what she feels is needed.
Ever the good brother. Heโll bow slightly to her though, only waiting until she answers him about the mare before heโll leave her to prepare everything. Only the children needing her attention and preparation, while he prepares everything else. Itโs no surprise that Cole is among the guard either, insisting he see his Queenโs safety first hand. And part of Daemon wants to argue, he wonโt for now. It may help Alicent be more comfortable with him whisking her and the children off for a quieter afternoon.
Everything being ready by the time she and the children are out of the large tent. ]
Whether I am around or not, she continually cries. [The reason baffled her. The Maesters said it was a common ailment in children, though Aegon had never suffered from it. She was overwhelmed by it, still too young to truly understand how to care for children. She could only trust the nurse to see to the princess and find a way to calm her.] The gentle mare shall serve, so long as we travel slowly.
[Larys's eyes had followed her as she spoke to the nurse and collected the children. The women whispered and watched, curious and ready to gossip about whatever it was she was planning. She was a queen and any possible misstep was noticed and eagerly awaited.
Criston Cole expressed his mistrust of Daemon, warning her this might not be wise. She had touched the young knight's hand, a small expression of familiarity between them. It was enough to reassure him and he eagerly agreed to follow, if only to protect her virtue and reputation.
When she was ready, a footstool was prepared, helping Alicent into the saddle, sitting astride. She was nervous, but the mare didn't seem to notice. Glancing back at the wheelhouse, it seemed everything was ready.]
Have you tried giving her just a touch of honeyed wine, something smooth and sweet, maybe warmed just a little? I was told it helped me when I cried because I had a cough when young. [ An offer of something few knew about him from his childhood. And a show of offering her something of trust. Thereโs no reason to offer help to calm his niece save for trying to find help to ease both Alicent and the niece. It gives him nothing to gain save Alicentโs trust that sometimes he can be kind.
He doesnโt quite hover, but waits until sheโs on the mare before he mounts his own horse. Once in the saddle, the nurse lifts Aegon up to him and he settles his nephew in front of him, arms carefully boxing him in safely.
His head bows a little, bringing his horse up next to Alicent. ] I promise to keep him safe, Alicent. On my life. [ He has no ill will toward his niece or nephew, in this she definitely can trust him. And Aegon already looks bright, clapping at the ride before theyโre really moving. ] And we will ride slowly. Itโs not too far.
[ He clicks his tongue gently, his stallion starting to walk with a huff at her mare who falls into a slow walk to stay even with him without much guidance needed. ] I know you arenโt overly fond of these hunts for Aegonโs nameday, especially since heโs far too young to participate.
[He caught her off guard with that suggestion, revealing her ignorance as a mother, as well as any idea of how to care for her daughter. It was a disappointment that she knew so little and seemingly was failing at one of her duties. She prayed to the Mother for guidance, but it seemed that Daemon had better ideas than even the maesters.]
I have not. [It was something to consider and explore later. She was so preoccupied with the thought that she didn't notice that he called her by her given name rather than 'your grace'. There was a sharp look from Criston, but she was unaware what he was responding to.
Urging her mare forward, she kept her attention on Aegon. She guided the horse, following Daemon, but where she could, she was careful not to turn away from her son.]
A hunt can be entertaining. [But he was right. She was a bit bored by the whole event. It was a bit more busy and crowded than a tournament. At least then she had some distraction. Now, she could only wait with the ladies, doing nothing but talking about mindless things.] When he is old enough, his father will teach him how to hunt.
[ He hadnโt meant for it to be a suggestion that showed her missteps as a mother. If it hadnโt been tried it means even the nurse hadnโt considered it. Few think of things like that, but from what heโd heard, the honey of the wine soothed the cough while the little bit of alcohol helped to calm until sleep could be found. All he hoped was that maybe it might work and help Helaena and Alicent find some sleep and peace.
Thereโs the slightest glance back at Christon, only having used her given name instead of her title as a way of really putting importance on the promise to keep Aegon safe.
As Aegon seems to enjoy riding with him, heโll offer the boy a bit of the reigns, letting him flick them a little like he could make the horse go faster, though the horse stays at a steady walk, not minding being pretend rushed. ]
He will. Or your knight can as well, my brother loves a good hunt but isnโt the best at it. Like his rule, he favors peace over blood. [ His tone is light, because heโs not putting Viserys down. Itโs more stating fact. ] I think he does these more to appease the houses and continue with their favor. Which isnโt a bad reason to hold them, but at least with the tournaments there are activities to watch for those not hunting or fighting.
[It was clear that Aegon would take to riding and hunting easily, as he should. Without Viserys's attentions, her son would be left with little help. Criston Cole had stepped into the role of a father where he could. Seeing another with her son, pleasing and entertaining him was not unique, but it was still nice to see. She had always assumed that Daemon preferred Rhaenyra, that her children would only be viewed as a threat to her title as heir or his place in further inheritance. Her father would be horrified at letting Daemon handle Aegon. Perhaps she was a fool, but she would extend that much trust to him.
She knew nothing of King Jaehaerys's court, but from what her father said, Viserys kept a similar tradition of peace and entertainment. Without war, men needed diversions. Hunting and tournaments allowed them to feed their bloodlust. She might not understand, but it was wise for such things. It kept trouble at bay, even though it was becoming clearer that someday, there would be an issue with the succession.
Her father made that clear.]
The king prefers peace and it may pacify the Houses, but it's expected of a king. It's his duty. [Duty again, her favorite shield from any other thoughts.] Soon enough there will be a progress. He hasn't done that as often as King Jaehaerys, but the council is urging him to visit the powerful Houses.
[ Daemon knew better than to offer his services in helping Aegon when he was older. At least now. It was enough that she trusted him to let Aegon ride with him right now. As much as her father might not like the idea of Daemon being like this with Aegon, heโs been nothing but soft with the boy. Careful, and keeping him safe, even entertained.
Heโd settled his jealousy over Rhaenyra taking the title of heir from him back when it was done. Theyโd had their moment of understanding on the bridge when sheโd come to get the dragon egg back. Even if Viserys decided to give Aegon the title of heir, he wouldnโt begrudge the boy now, thereโd come a level of peace with his no longer being heir. In some ways, his interest in Rhaenyra was partially ambition Becauze through her he could have the throne.
But he would agree and echo her fatherโs warning. There will likely be a fight for the throne if she wasnโt careful. ]
Duty is a hard burden to bare sometimes. [ There is that word again. It can sometimes be the death of happiness, duty. But in royalty, it was a must as well. ] Will you be joining him or will you stay in the Keep with Aegon and Helaena?
It is but the Gods wish it of us. [She was sincere in her faith. It was fairly well known that Daemon wasn't a religious man. If he could still hold to the Valyrian gods, she suspected he would. He certainly preferred the old traditions rather than the expectations of the High Septon. She hadn't forgotten his threat to marry his woman and insisting the stolen egg belonged to their child.] When duty is served, there is at least satisfaction.
[A little, at least. It pleased her father, it pleased Viserys and it pleased the people. How could she ignore that or fight against it?
She suspected what the question meant, but she ignores the warning in the back of her mind, trying to convince herself that he was merely being polite.]
I am to travel with the King. The people should see their King as well as their Queen. [She didn't like the idea of being watched, but it was something she was growing more used to since that feast. At least going on progress would give her more experience in showing herself as a queen. There would be allies as well, men that she might be able to gain the support of, if only to protect Aegon in the future.]
He has said that he wishes for his family to follow, save for the children. They are too young.
[ There's a smart remark about the Gods wishing it on this tongue, but it never makes it out of his mouth. He's not looking to goad her into an argument after getting her nearly alone for a peaceful afternoon away from most of court. Though she's not wrong either, he's a very tactical man so if he can't touch the gods how should he believe in them? What he believed in was dragons giving his family what they held now, not gods. Though he did also follow the traditions of the old ways of his family, he finds them soothing, connecting to them. ] When duty is served, there is result. I would argue some on if it's satisfactory or not. Though to that, it would depend on who is doing the serving for what or who and how it went about.
[ He'd argue that the whole point is that she's missing satisfaction for herself. That's been the point he's been slowly trying to hammer home to her over the course of their conversations, even by raven. That she'll never feel fulfilled the way she was hoping if she never finds satisfaction for herself. Why not fight for her own needs?
The back of her mind is definitely not too far off with his curiosity. Will she be alone that he can potentially get her alone again. Alone alone too, not with Cole by her side. Though he asks it pleasantly enough. ]
I would agree on that point. They should see you, you are important to the realm just as much as he is. [ She's not wrong about the political advantage of having houses or even just men from houses on her side when the coming war finally arrives. Unless she can find a way to reconcile with Rhaenyra and come to a proper agreement about the throne, it was inevitable. He's also pretty sure he knows why she's shy at the idea of being in the public eye, but that has more to do with how she was raised. Always the wallflower compared to Rhaenyra's vibrancy and inability to get into trouble. ]
It might be too loud for the children just yet. They'd likely be safer at the keep with your Sir Cole.
[Keeping his smart remark to himself is the best choice he could make. Pushing and pushing Alicent had her uncertain and afraid, but backing her into that corner would never fully work. Often the way to tame a wild bird or dragon was through persistence, gentleness and waiting. Duty and the Gods were one and the same for her, not straying far from the other. Breaking her duty meant breaking her oaths to the Gods, something she continually told herself since the last banquet with Daemon. There had been contrition, alms distributed and several long hours in prayer. Challenging that work, that belief, she would not take it well.
She lets his words remain, not about to challenge him over it either.]
Not nearly as important, but I have a role to play and the ladies of Noble Houses will likely have petitions for me as well. [The tedious things that a queen must do. She would be asked for placement for the young, unmarried daughters. She'd receive numerous candidates along the way, along with requests to foster children, give sons a place in her House or, at the very least, a knighthood. She would have far less than Viserys in terms of audiences, but she would have her share.
She near laughed in surprise.] The children remain behind, but Ser Criston is sworn to me. There will be two other Kingsguard staying behind with the children as well as their household.
[ He's learning, slowly about the best ways to handle her so they get along better. Still clashing at different areas, but less in the throwing something at him, and more just the way her nose wrinkles and she looks at him like he might very well have gone mad for what's coming out of his mouth. Some might say it's a new level for him, the way he hasn't let her stand on her duty and faith let her waiver too much since the kiss diswade him from his interest in her.
He'd actually argue that those that think so never truly knew him though. He's very focused when he's decided he wants someone, or wants to be closer to them as a whole. ]
Ever needing places for their children, blessings on their unborn. Yes, but the happiness of the Lord's Lady's can be just as important as the Lord's interaction with my brother. A mixed meeting with the King, but a good word from a Lady wife about her meeting with the Queen when they come back together can sway opinions. [ He pays more attention to the comings and goings of court than most give him credit for too. Even Alicent, considering he's pretty sure she doesn't think he pays much attention at all considering how he pushes at rules. His head tilts just a little though. ] Be careful who you agree to place where though. Some are more wolf than sheep in their requests and the reasons behind them.
[ Does she need the reminder? Maybe not, but he's offering it all the same. To tread carefully in what she agrees to, to think about what motives could be behind the request. A concern offered for her, about her, the tone soft and not chastising or sounding like he knows more but truly just a well intentioned warning to keep in mind.
He may like war, thrive in it, but he doesn't want to see her get caught up in it if he can help it some.
That laugh though, has his head tilt and he can't help himself in sparing a glance over at the knight in question. It's definitely a calculating look, like he's found something he needs to puzzle out. Which, to be far, he does. How to get her from the ever shadow of her thorn in the paw knight. ] Of course, I just thought you'd perhaps want the best looking after them since you won't be there to see to them personally. [ A compliment and yet a way to almost question bringing him verse leaving the knight. Not that he thinks it will work, he's smarter than that. ]
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Banished to cool the temper, welcomed back well enough when he missed me.
[ And if Rhaenyra and her husband are united in the front that her children are theirs, a bastard is easily wiped away as treason just the same, is it not? So Daemon would argue. ]
Plenty of women have trusted me with their bodies, dear Alicent and in that they have never had any complaints. My lover has left of her own accord, free to leave when she's no longer happy with our arrangement. [ That she was pissed when he'd made comments about marrying her to his brother, well, what can he say he didn't fault her for deciding they were done. Nor did he have any ill will toward her though. ] As for the woman my brother insisted I marry, we've never shared a bed and both of us prefer it that way. If you were to ask the Lady, she's more than happy I find my pleasures elsewhere while she hunts and lives her life. To me, how much more sincere can I be than to abide by her wishes?
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[She would not be the reason for this. She could not even consider such a thing. Other women may trust him, but she understood his character. His interest was more for his pride. What would be more flattering than to seduce the queen, his brother's wife? Would that not reflect well on him?
Meanwhile Alicent would be considered a whore and accused of treason. Never, she would not give him such satisfaction. True, she was curious despite herself. But she knew how to override such things with her will.]
I have heard how you speak of your wife. The lack of respect does not that a woman should trust her reputation to you.
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[ If it wasn't her, it would be another thing to put anger between the brothers. And she would be wrong if she thought him so shallow that it was only his pride that had him interested in her. In truth, he wasn't sure what it was that drew him toward her, but he did know it was more than just pride or the thrill of the chase, to fester once he'd obtained his want.
There was something about her specifically. She created an itch he wanted to scratch, not just to have but to challenge, to watch that fire burn behind her eyes when they were in the same room together, to know, even apart that her lips likely formed a pursed line. ]
Yet you haven't heard how she speaks about me. I assure you that the feelings are mutual, Alicent. She wants nothing to do with me, just as I want nothing to do with her. Neither of us wanted the marriage, and it was never consummated, so technically, there is no marriage. She's free to do as she wishes.
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What? Was it wooing? Was it simply to get under her skin? She was having trouble predicting him. All she could do was remind herself of his reputation. His tendency towards violence, his temper, the women he surrounded himself with. It broke any smooth attempts he might try. So long as she kept that image of him, she wouldn't feel a stirring in her chest and she wouldn't flush.
Certainly there would be no pleasure at receiving a raven, even if they were only bickering.]
Yet the king will not allow you to break your marriage. So long as it stands, no lady will consider your gestures or overtures.
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He hopes she'll continue this back and forth with him. He's oddly enjoying it, seeing her strength to hold her ground, see the ways she challenges him and his ideas or thoughts. Is it to get under her skin? A little. Does she normally have anyone that gets under her skin, that cares enough to put themselves in front of her like this? Probably not.
He'd love to know what it does to her, to be seen. To be given attention worth her station and intelligence. Though he's pretty sure it will take longer for him to know what it does to her. ]
My brother is stubborn in this, he thinks keeping me in this marriage will keep me chained and manageable. See, in some ways we do have something in common, don't we.
As for a lady considering my gestures, maybe I need the right woman who's just as chained as I am.
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[She regrets sending that. It's far too deep into her thoughts and feelings of her position. Weakness wasn't something she wanted Daemon to see. With frustration, she is quick to send another to try and make up for her mistake.]
There is no such lady here.
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[ Yeah, no. That late raven doesnโt make up for showing her depths. But to be fair to him, has she ever had anyone actually want to know how she feels and the chains that hold her? Because heโs being sincere in his asking it of her. ]
Mores a pity, I am sure. Because I could use someone to talk to, that got it at least a little.
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A week passed, allowing her to become more composed and shut away the conversation to the back of her mind. Her children stole her attention. While their nurse cared for them, she was still expected to care for them and preferred to spend time with them, as Viserys didn't seem interested. Helaena still had colic, Aegon was a bit more fussy now that he was almost 3. Ravens would be ignored for now.
There was little she could do when another hunt was arranged. Despite the previous disaster, Viserys was eager for distractions and entertainment, despite his pain. This was an event to allow Rhaenyra and Laenor to appear and show their "happy marriage." Thankfully not pregnant, Alicent could simply sit in the tent in comfort. The ladies were eager to gossip and talk and Alicent endured it as long as she could.
When finally food was being served, she lingered alone at the edge of the tent, watching the others move. Finally alone, she was vulnerable to any that might approach her.]
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Unsuccessful as they were, after all. Though, caring for her children would be an excuse heโd accept too. While he had no children to care for, he understood being a parent and the importance the role takes.
Heโd made the rounds after the hunt had been settled and men had been happy to have fires and camps among the houses. Drinks shared, stories told, but in the end, most hadnโt been to war so the stories were the same as last year. Which means soon enough heโs bored with the groups, watching the Queen as she gossiped with the ladies who didnโt participate in the hunt.
He moves quietly to her side when sheโs finally alone, close enough that his shoulder brushes hers just a little. But his voice is soft, for her, which is why the closeness. ] You looked like the gossip of the women might be more painful than an arrow to the shoulder.
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Daemon was a bit of a relief compared to him, even if she was still on guard net to him. His whisper and the tickle of his breath against her ear made her shiver, but she kept her expression serious, not wishing him to sense or know her responses.]
So you come to offer me better conversation?
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He offers a small bow of his head at her question. He would like to hope he can offer her better conversation. Something that wasnโt mind numbing or angering like the gossip heโd overheard about people fauning over Rhaenyra and her husband. ]
I would hope I can, and a change of scenery. My brother was saddling up to head out on another white stag hunt, and I thought I might offer my services to see if you wanted a small ride, with a few guards so all is proper of course, to the waterfall not too far away. Aegon and Helaena might enjoy the water before the sun falls for the night.
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His offer was not dismissed outright. Both Helaena and Aegon were fussy and her daughter seemed to hate others being around. Taking them somewhere quiet with fresh air and sunshine, it would do them both some good. Perhaps even lulling them both to sleep?
She was not the most graceful on a horse, preferring a wheelhouse. She could at least ride a little, enough to reach the waterfall.]
Speak to the guards and I will summon the children's nurse.
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Thereโs a small smile when she agrees, bowing just a little at her command to see to the guard. He cannot help be happy that he had suggested something that was good for her, that would please her and get her alone some. Even with the guards. ] Iโll see to the guard and have them bring horses around. I can have Aegon ride with me if youโd like Helaena to ride with you too, and have them grab some snacks in case they get hungry while weโre out.
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[What was she doing? This was foolish, but momentarily needed. She wanted a bit of air, to pull away from the pressure closing in around her. Larys, Viserys, her father. Each of them picked at her and it was becoming overwhelming, especially when surrounded by the eyes of the court. Being away, even if with guards seemed almost liberating.
She couldn't think that way. Instead, she pushed herself to believe it was for the children. There was no other reason and no other feeling in her. Not pressure, not need for liberation, nothing beyond duty.]
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[ Something she doesnโt get often either, heโs offering her a choice in riding with him if her daughter will be in the wheelhouse. And heโs being attending to her, by offering her a mare known to be gentle. A softer side of him, but also showing he is paying attention. He knows she doesnโt ride much at all, isnโt arguing the need for what she feels is needed.
Ever the good brother. Heโll bow slightly to her though, only waiting until she answers him about the mare before heโll leave her to prepare everything. Only the children needing her attention and preparation, while he prepares everything else. Itโs no surprise that Cole is among the guard either, insisting he see his Queenโs safety first hand. And part of Daemon wants to argue, he wonโt for now. It may help Alicent be more comfortable with him whisking her and the children off for a quieter afternoon.
Everything being ready by the time she and the children are out of the large tent. ]
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[Larys's eyes had followed her as she spoke to the nurse and collected the children. The women whispered and watched, curious and ready to gossip about whatever it was she was planning. She was a queen and any possible misstep was noticed and eagerly awaited.
Criston Cole expressed his mistrust of Daemon, warning her this might not be wise. She had touched the young knight's hand, a small expression of familiarity between them. It was enough to reassure him and he eagerly agreed to follow, if only to protect her virtue and reputation.
When she was ready, a footstool was prepared, helping Alicent into the saddle, sitting astride. She was nervous, but the mare didn't seem to notice. Glancing back at the wheelhouse, it seemed everything was ready.]
Have a care with Aegon.
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He doesnโt quite hover, but waits until sheโs on the mare before he mounts his own horse. Once in the saddle, the nurse lifts Aegon up to him and he settles his nephew in front of him, arms carefully boxing him in safely.
His head bows a little, bringing his horse up next to Alicent. ] I promise to keep him safe, Alicent. On my life. [ He has no ill will toward his niece or nephew, in this she definitely can trust him. And Aegon already looks bright, clapping at the ride before theyโre really moving. ] And we will ride slowly. Itโs not too far.
[ He clicks his tongue gently, his stallion starting to walk with a huff at her mare who falls into a slow walk to stay even with him without much guidance needed. ] I know you arenโt overly fond of these hunts for Aegonโs nameday, especially since heโs far too young to participate.
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I have not. [It was something to consider and explore later. She was so preoccupied with the thought that she didn't notice that he called her by her given name rather than 'your grace'. There was a sharp look from Criston, but she was unaware what he was responding to.
Urging her mare forward, she kept her attention on Aegon. She guided the horse, following Daemon, but where she could, she was careful not to turn away from her son.]
A hunt can be entertaining. [But he was right. She was a bit bored by the whole event. It was a bit more busy and crowded than a tournament. At least then she had some distraction. Now, she could only wait with the ladies, doing nothing but talking about mindless things.] When he is old enough, his father will teach him how to hunt.
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Thereโs the slightest glance back at Christon, only having used her given name instead of her title as a way of really putting importance on the promise to keep Aegon safe.
As Aegon seems to enjoy riding with him, heโll offer the boy a bit of the reigns, letting him flick them a little like he could make the horse go faster, though the horse stays at a steady walk, not minding being pretend rushed. ]
He will. Or your knight can as well, my brother loves a good hunt but isnโt the best at it. Like his rule, he favors peace over blood. [ His tone is light, because heโs not putting Viserys down. Itโs more stating fact. ] I think he does these more to appease the houses and continue with their favor. Which isnโt a bad reason to hold them, but at least with the tournaments there are activities to watch for those not hunting or fighting.
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She knew nothing of King Jaehaerys's court, but from what her father said, Viserys kept a similar tradition of peace and entertainment. Without war, men needed diversions. Hunting and tournaments allowed them to feed their bloodlust. She might not understand, but it was wise for such things. It kept trouble at bay, even though it was becoming clearer that someday, there would be an issue with the succession.
Her father made that clear.]
The king prefers peace and it may pacify the Houses, but it's expected of a king. It's his duty. [Duty again, her favorite shield from any other thoughts.] Soon enough there will be a progress. He hasn't done that as often as King Jaehaerys, but the council is urging him to visit the powerful Houses.
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Heโd settled his jealousy over Rhaenyra taking the title of heir from him back when it was done. Theyโd had their moment of understanding on the bridge when sheโd come to get the dragon egg back. Even if Viserys decided to give Aegon the title of heir, he wouldnโt begrudge the boy now, thereโd come a level of peace with his no longer being heir. In some ways, his interest in Rhaenyra was partially ambition Becauze through her he could have the throne.
But he would agree and echo her fatherโs warning. There will likely be a fight for the throne if she wasnโt careful. ]
Duty is a hard burden to bare sometimes. [ There is that word again. It can sometimes be the death of happiness, duty. But in royalty, it was a must as well. ] Will you be joining him or will you stay in the Keep with Aegon and Helaena?
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[A little, at least. It pleased her father, it pleased Viserys and it pleased the people. How could she ignore that or fight against it?
She suspected what the question meant, but she ignores the warning in the back of her mind, trying to convince herself that he was merely being polite.]
I am to travel with the King. The people should see their King as well as their Queen. [She didn't like the idea of being watched, but it was something she was growing more used to since that feast. At least going on progress would give her more experience in showing herself as a queen. There would be allies as well, men that she might be able to gain the support of, if only to protect Aegon in the future.]
He has said that he wishes for his family to follow, save for the children. They are too young.
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[ He'd argue that the whole point is that she's missing satisfaction for herself. That's been the point he's been slowly trying to hammer home to her over the course of their conversations, even by raven. That she'll never feel fulfilled the way she was hoping if she never finds satisfaction for herself. Why not fight for her own needs?
The back of her mind is definitely not too far off with his curiosity. Will she be alone that he can potentially get her alone again. Alone alone too, not with Cole by her side. Though he asks it pleasantly enough. ]
I would agree on that point. They should see you, you are important to the realm just as much as he is. [ She's not wrong about the political advantage of having houses or even just men from houses on her side when the coming war finally arrives. Unless she can find a way to reconcile with Rhaenyra and come to a proper agreement about the throne, it was inevitable. He's also pretty sure he knows why she's shy at the idea of being in the public eye, but that has more to do with how she was raised. Always the wallflower compared to Rhaenyra's vibrancy and inability to get into trouble. ]
It might be too loud for the children just yet. They'd likely be safer at the keep with your Sir Cole.
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She lets his words remain, not about to challenge him over it either.]
Not nearly as important, but I have a role to play and the ladies of Noble Houses will likely have petitions for me as well. [The tedious things that a queen must do. She would be asked for placement for the young, unmarried daughters. She'd receive numerous candidates along the way, along with requests to foster children, give sons a place in her House or, at the very least, a knighthood. She would have far less than Viserys in terms of audiences, but she would have her share.
She near laughed in surprise.] The children remain behind, but Ser Criston is sworn to me. There will be two other Kingsguard staying behind with the children as well as their household.
Ser Criston will be at my side.
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He'd actually argue that those that think so never truly knew him though. He's very focused when he's decided he wants someone, or wants to be closer to them as a whole. ]
Ever needing places for their children, blessings on their unborn. Yes, but the happiness of the Lord's Lady's can be just as important as the Lord's interaction with my brother. A mixed meeting with the King, but a good word from a Lady wife about her meeting with the Queen when they come back together can sway opinions. [ He pays more attention to the comings and goings of court than most give him credit for too. Even Alicent, considering he's pretty sure she doesn't think he pays much attention at all considering how he pushes at rules. His head tilts just a little though. ] Be careful who you agree to place where though. Some are more wolf than sheep in their requests and the reasons behind them.
[ Does she need the reminder? Maybe not, but he's offering it all the same. To tread carefully in what she agrees to, to think about what motives could be behind the request. A concern offered for her, about her, the tone soft and not chastising or sounding like he knows more but truly just a well intentioned warning to keep in mind.
He may like war, thrive in it, but he doesn't want to see her get caught up in it if he can help it some.
That laugh though, has his head tilt and he can't help himself in sparing a glance over at the knight in question. It's definitely a calculating look, like he's found something he needs to puzzle out. Which, to be far, he does. How to get her from the ever shadow of her thorn in the paw knight. ] Of course, I just thought you'd perhaps want the best looking after them since you won't be there to see to them personally. [ A compliment and yet a way to almost question bringing him verse leaving the knight. Not that he thinks it will work, he's smarter than that. ]
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