(Drakken's POV)
"What do you suppose we shall do now?" Mya asked as we both stood outside, watching Riktor swinging around his wooden sword, "Do we wait?"
"Hm." I said, "I think it is appropriate to wait."
"You have done all you could at this mont." She said, "Your beasts are gathering power, stockpiling it as we speak. Do you intend to wait things out?"
I looked at her, "Yes."
She nodded, "Very well." She said, "We wait then."
I reached for her hair, "Is there a problem, Mya?"
"No." She said as she had her arms crossed, "Why do you ask?"
"I see the way you look at ." I told her, "When Maegelle manages to stop from committing atrocities. Does that bother you?"
"You are Drakken, The God of War and Death." She said, "I find it unbelievable that a re girl can prevent that."
"Hm." I said as I turned to face her, "Let clarify one thing."
I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her closer to , causing her to grimace as I leaned in to her face and gave her a serious look.
"My Lord?" She said
"The reason you and Daranne are treated so good, so fairly, so gentle....." I said, "Is because of her. Or would you like to be acting the complete opposite? Hm?"
"N-No...." She said softly
I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her firmly, "You are mine." I told her, "You do not get to question . You belong to , Mya. Only . I gave you a purpose. I gave you a son. You do not get to question what influence affects my mind."
"I...I am sorry..." She said with a frown
I caressed her cheek, "Hm..." I said, "My sweet beautiful Mya. You are my woman, I want you to know that no matter what, you will have a special place in my heart. And it is Maegelle who you should thank."
I let go of her and pulled away, turning around and beginning to walk away.
"I apologize, My Lord...." I heard her say, "I just worry about your well-being..."
I stopped and glanced at her, "My well-being?"
"I hear them." She said, "The stories....about the star that fell in the east."
"What about them?" I said,
"A steel that is rumored to be able to be the End of Death." She said softly, "If the stories are true, then you could be in-"
"Shut up." I said, "That is all they are, just stories. Do not concern yourself with fables like those. I am Death itself."
"I cannot be hard by re humans."
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"Father!" Riktor said, "When can I wield my sword????"
"When you are bigger." I said as I was sitting down, my arms crossed, "You are still too young."
"Aw...." He said, "I wish to wield it now."
"You're not strong enough." I said, "Get bigger and I will train you, worry not."
He looked down, "Yes....."
"Alright, My Lord." Maegelle said as she walked over to him, "It is ti for bed, co now."
"I am not tired." Riktor said
She bent over and grabbed his hand, "I do not wish to hear it, let us go and tuck you in." She said with a smile, "Your Father has a lot on his mind, he cannot think properly with you running around and yelling in his ear."
"I am not yelling!" Riktor exclaid
"Riktor, listen to her." I said
"Yes sir...." He said softly
I looked at Maegelle, she was looking down at Riktor with a smile. She looked so beautiful, her white hair was dangling down freely and it glowed due to the light of the candles. Her kind and beautiful eyes were gazing upon my son, it was a sight from a dream.
It bothered .
That I could not have soone so beautiful like her.
I had Mya.
I had Darannne.
Why was I not satisfied?
I did not have Maegelle. Why?
I could take her, she is mine. Why am I soft enough to still sit here without thinking of getting up and taking her?
Doing that would be tasteless.
She was perfect.
She was everything I wanted.
"My Lord?" she said as she straightened up and looked at , "Is everything okay?"
I blinked, "Go on."
She nodded and began to walk towards the doors.
I looked at her sight from behind, her body was divine, slim, and curvaceous. She was simply enough to make any man lust for her. And to think I would be among those n. She was beautiful, she had a great body, enough for .
But why was I not having her.
It bothered .
I saw as she walked out the door, taking Riktor with her and left the door open.
I wanted her.
I wanted her badly.
But I didn't take her.
And that angers so.
She is perfect, perfect to bear a strong and beautiful child. But she refuses to do so. And the fact that she does not want it....it makes want her even more. To want what I can't have, why am I like this?
I sighed and looked up, "This is sothing...."
"My Lord?" I heard Daranne say
I looked back down to see her walking up to , "Oh, Daranne."
She stopped and smiled, "Sylas is asleep. He is starting to interact with more." She said, "I think it is progress. I was worried...."
I nodded, "That is good."
"Do you require company tonight?" She asked , "I...I was wondering if-"
"Co." I gestured her over
She blushed slightly and walked over, sitting on my lap, and wrapped her arms around my neck. She leaned in and kissed on the cheek.
"I hear what happened in King's Landing....." She said softly, "Will she be a problem? Saera Targaryen?"
"No." I said
"Good..." She said
I placed my hand on her thigh, staring ahead, "I want Maegelle."
"Hm?" She said
"I want her." I told her, "I want her badly."
"Why don't you have her then?" She asked, "She is yours. She is to be your Lady."
"I do not know." I said, "I am soft...weak...."
"Do not say that, My Lord." She said as she patted my cheek, "You are strong....you are ruthless....you are everything.....absolutely perfect.....take tonight instead, satisfy your desires with my body...."
I looked at her, "Will you be able to handle it?"
"I have been taking your frustrations for quite a long ti." She smiled, "As much as you hate to admit it..."
"Hm...." I said as I rubbed her thigh, "Is that so?"
"I can handle it." She said with a chuckle, "It is okay."
"Take ."
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