[ It’s certainly bold — but Alicent finds she doesn’t mind it, stiff arms soon encircling his back, leaning up on her toes to tuck her head into his neck. Unused to affection, not against it.
A frightful thought, unbidden: She could not say what she would do if any more of hers had been taken (Tim, Koby, Aemond). Losing Rhaenyra and Paul had ached enough, for how she knows those losses will repeat (A queen and a son, still to be claimed by the Stranger in time).
Though she pulls back, her hands linger on his arms, anchoring and assuring. ]
Of course. [ She should have stayed longer, when he was at his weakest, despite how it reminded her of her dying husband and son. ]
[ tipping her head to one side, ] It is a strange thing, to mourn those who would see my sons dead. [ Alina had been right, when she said as much. ] Jacaerys was only a boy, but Daemon — he has been a threat to my blood and thorn in my side since I wed his brother. [ Tim’s god would ask her to forgive, she knows it, but there can be no quarter for a man as vile as Daemon Targaryen. Simply, ] I weep for Rhaenyra, not for him.
[ Will it change anything for Aemond, if Daemon is dead? Who else might be strong enough to kill her second son, as fierce as the dragon he rides? Thoughts for another time, once the game is ended. ]
You were most valiant in the vote, particularly in the face of such wretchedness.
[ The vileness of Danny’s crimes unsettles her more than any other. Worse, so many men knew — Embry, Louis, Ash, Hawk, Tim — and yet what did they do, before others suffered? Did they ever think to tell Greer, who loved Embry best? Perhaps her womanhood excluded her from these monstrous secrets, as Alicent’s always has. ]
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A frightful thought, unbidden: She could not say what she would do if any more of hers had been taken (Tim, Koby, Aemond). Losing Rhaenyra and Paul had ached enough, for how she knows those losses will repeat (A queen and a son, still to be claimed by the Stranger in time).
Though she pulls back, her hands linger on his arms, anchoring and assuring. ]
Of course. [ She should have stayed longer, when he was at his weakest, despite how it reminded her of her dying husband and son. ]
[ tipping her head to one side, ] It is a strange thing, to mourn those who would see my sons dead. [ Alina had been right, when she said as much. ] Jacaerys was only a boy, but Daemon — he has been a threat to my blood and thorn in my side since I wed his brother. [ Tim’s god would ask her to forgive, she knows it, but there can be no quarter for a man as vile as Daemon Targaryen. Simply, ] I weep for Rhaenyra, not for him.
[ Will it change anything for Aemond, if Daemon is dead? Who else might be strong enough to kill her second son, as fierce as the dragon he rides? Thoughts for another time, once the game is ended. ]
You were most valiant in the vote, particularly in the face of such wretchedness.
[ The vileness of Danny’s crimes unsettles her more than any other. Worse, so many men knew — Embry, Louis, Ash, Hawk, Tim — and yet what did they do, before others suffered? Did they ever think to tell Greer, who loved Embry best? Perhaps her womanhood excluded her from these monstrous secrets, as Alicent’s always has. ]