"They were not mortals, but true Primarchs of the Golden Lineage. Powerful beings who would command the Astartes legions in my father's na." Alysanne's thought upon seeing the three future Primarchs.
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Alysanne looked at the report she received with a cold expression. Her fists clenched tightly. It seed Jaehaerys had lost respect for her; it was ti to revive so childhood traumas.
"Sol Imperium, the Emperor has ordered you to receive the Ladies and Princesses of Houses Tyrell, Lannister, and Martell." Hearing the words of the woman kneeling before her, Alysanne's face remained unchanged, and she nodded.
Although she didn't want to get involved in her father's love life, she was curious about the won who made her father betray her three mothers.
Alysanne stood up and left her office, heading towards the entrance of the Red Keep.
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Lion held his mother Myrcella's hand and looked at the gigantic red castle before him with a calm and serene expression. His eyes surveyed the surroundings; a taciturn silence hung over the boy who was no more than six years old. His purple eyes seed thoughtful, noble, but had the calm nature of a lion watching its prey.
Looking to the side, he saw two other boys of similar age to him, one with blond hair and lilac eyes, the other had darker skin and white hair, a pair of indigo eyes scanning the surroundings with curiosity.
From the whispers Lion was hearing, he learned that one was nad Roboute Tyrell and the other Daeron Martell (future Lorgar).
Lion knew that both were his half-brothers, just like him; both were sons of the God-Emperor of the Imperium of Humanity. However, they were bastards who had not been born of the Three Queens, the God-Emperor's wives.
As soone who was extrely intelligent since he was even younger than at this mont, Lion knew more than anyone that his situation and that of his two half-brothers were delicate.
"Hello, brothers." Lion greeted his brothers with a touch of politeness and nobility, as expected of a Lannister.
Roboute and Daeron looked at the golden-haired, purple-eyed boy with equally mature gazes. All three were Primarchs; they were special from the mont they were conceived; such beings were extraordinary even as re children.
"Brother." Daeron (Lorgar) greeted with a determined and gentle tone.
Lion noticed that he had an aura similar to the fanatics he saw from the Inquisition of the Cult of the God-Emperor of Humanity. This surprised him for a mont, but he nodded.
"I hope you are well, brothers." Roboute also greeted his two half-brothers like a holy knight. Every gesture of his showed the honor of a knight and the kindness of an honorable man.
Lion presud the personalities of his two half-brothers from this short exchange of greetings. Daeron was a deep devotee of their father, while Roboute was a holy knight.
Seeing the children talking in low voices and getting along without any hostility, the faces of the three won relaxed. The three looked at each other and began to converse among themselves.
"It's been a while since we've all t together, Myrcella, Margaery." Arianne Martell, Ruler of Dorne, greeted the two won with a mature and charming aura; every gesture of hers brought a silent seduction.
"I say the sa, Princess Arianne." Myrcella greeted Arianne with elegance and grace worthy of a true queen.
"You look radiant, Arianne." Margaery said with a graceful laugh; she wrapped her arms around both won and brought them closer to each other, making the atmosphere more relaxed and free.
"What can I say, my dear lover ca to visit yesterday." Arianne said with a slightly lascivious laugh. She was very open when it ca to sex; she didn't hide her carnal nights with Aenar, even making it public, showing that Aenar still cared for her.
Myrcella's cheeks flushed at Arianne's words; Margaery rely laughed and began to murmur so jokes with Arianne, making the atmosphere even more relaxing among the three won.
Suddenly, heavy footsteps were heard; dozens of extrely tall soldiers, wearing heavy armor, appeared before everyone. The emblem of a shield and spear could be seen on the armor of each soldier.
The Sardaukar.
However, to the surprised eyes of the three won and the three boys, the Sardaukar knelt, and a man announced loudly:
"The Sun of the Imperium, the Imperial Princess, Heiress to the Ruby Throne, Alysanne of House Targaryen."
Lion saw a young girl approaching with a friendly smile on her lips. She was definitely the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She wore a red dress with lace at the edges. She exuded the highest degree of nobility, elegance, and grace one could expect.
Lion had to admit, the girl before him truly deserved the title of Sun of the Imperium; the girl was like a sun, noble and elegant.
"It is an honor to finally et you, Ladies and Princess." Alysanne looked at the three won before her with a gentle and inviting smile. While looking at the won, she also analyzed them.
In terms of beauty, none could compare to Daenerys, Visenya, and Rhaenys. Yes, they were infinitely beautiful won, but compared to the inhuman beauty of House Targaryen, they were not truly extraordinary.
Alysanne knew that the appearance of these won was not the reason her father betrayed her mothers, so her gaze fell upon the three boys. Seeing them, she saw the extraordinary qualities of these three boys.
She finally understood why her father had extramarital affairs. These qualities she had only seen in a few beings, beings who commanded the Legions of the Imperium. Before her were not just three bastard sons, but three Primarchs!
"The honor is ours, Imperial Princess." Arianne, who had the highest status among the three won, took the initiative to greet her lover's eldest daughter. Myrcella bowed elegantly while Margaery smiled amicably at the tall girl before her.
Alysanne smiled at these won and looked at her little half-brothers with a friendly gaze. "When our father's birthday is over, I will train you for a while."
Lion, Roboute, and Daeron nodded, their faces relaxed, feeling that Alysanne was friendly and did not despise them because of their birth. All three began to like this sister they had just t.
"Co, the birthday party is about to begin." Alysanne gestured for everyone to follow and spoke in a gentle and graceful tone.
As they walked to the dining hall, Alysanne took the opportunity to get to know her three half-brothers better.
"Are you training or haven't you started training yet?" She asked with a smile, looking at the three adorable children. She could see that all three were acting like adults, but the occasional tremor showed that they were nervous to finally et their father.
"I started my training three months ago." Lion said in a calm tone, but there was a touch of pride in his voice. He saw what other children were like. Don't say training; even if it was just to stand still for a while, it was impossible, so he was quite proud of being so determined in his training.
"I started two months ago." Roboute also spoke in a calm tone, but there was no pride in his voice, only naturalness. As if it were natural for a six-year-old boy to start training with real steel swords.
"I started six months ago." Daeron said, looking at both brothers with a certain pride. Obviously, he was very pleased to surpass these two brothers who had just started training.
Alysanne wanted to laugh seeing the scene; although they tried to behave like adults, they were children after all.
"Very good, it shows that you will be great warriors in the future." Alysanne stroked the heads of the three boys and said cheerfully. Seeing such obedient and determined boys was sothing she liked. Especially since Aegon, Aemon, and Jaehaerys were like rabbits when they were little, always running everywhere.
Lion hesitated to speak, but after a while, a determined look appeared on his childish face. "Sister, will our father like us?"
As soon as Lion's question sounded, Roboute and Daeron (Lorgar) stared at Alysanne with looks full of expectation.
"You are little fools; being in the Red Keep ans he also loves and cares for all three of you." Alysanne answered the question with a gentle smile. The desire for Aenar's acceptance and approval was sothing she and all her sons and daughters wanted.
Alysanne's words were like the most beautiful music to the ears of these three children. It seed a huge weight had been lifted from their small shoulders.
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