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(Drakken’s POV)
"What gives you the right to do just that?!" Aemon shouted as we both walked down the hallway, "They are not your children. I have not spoken about it to protect them, to keep them from-"
"Shut the fuck up." I cut him off, "You didn’t tell them all this ti because you don’t know how to explain to your daughters how you heard their resurrected Mother get fucked by yours truly."
"Drakken!!!" He bellowed, "I won’t allow you to do this!!"
"Aemon, calm down!" Alyssa exclaid, "I don’t agree with Drakken at so tis, but the girls deserve to know the truth!"
"She’s right, Brother." Baelon said, "This is not a secret we can keep from them all their lives."
I stopped and looked at them, seeing how they had also stopped whilst looking at each other.
"You really want to put them through more pain?" Aemon asked them, "After what they’ve been through?! It took them a long ti to get over their mother and brother’s death. They call Daella mother now! What am I supposed to do now?"
"Jocelyn wants to see them." I shrugged, "So I am going to tell them."
"I’d rather die than let you hurt my girls by mocking them-" He started
"Then I guess I’ll kill you." I said with another shrug, "We can do that. I’ll gladly rip your head apart."
"Lord Drakken, please.....we do not have to go to those lengths." Alyssa told , "I-"
"What lengths do we have to go to then?" I asked, "You see.....it is the way things are. Aemon is married to Daella. By law, he is no longer married to Jocelyn, who has been dead for a long ti. I brought her back, kept her alive for a bit.....and then I started fucking her. And now, after fucking her for quite a bit, she decided she wanted to see her daughters."
Aemon glared at , "S-She..." He started, "She chose you."
"Right." I smirked, "That, she did."
"She made her choice." Aemon said, "And as the father of those girls, I won’t let Jocelyn see them."
"Unfortunately for you, Aemon." I said, "You don’t get to make those choices."
"And you do?!" He exclaid
"Yes." I said, "I do. Why? Because I am the one who brought her back. Because I am the one who kept Alyssa from dying. I am the one who saved Little Aegon from death. I brought back Daenerys. I am the very reason all of you are alive. If it were not for my whim, House Targaryen would have been ashes by now! I decided to take Maegelle on a whim, being interested in her defiant nature and that choice led to everything that got us standing here. And the reason why any of you draw breath is because of that choice I made! Because I would have ripped all of you apart, watched you struggle to take your last few breaths. All because you took the one thing that mattered to the most....."
"For the thousandth ti...." Aemon said, "You can’t keep blaming for Daranne’s-"
I swung my hand forwards, sending him flying against the wall, "I CAN AND I WILL!!!" I bellowed, "She’s fucking gone and you will suffer from it!!"
"Drakken!" Baelon said
"Enough!!" I shouted as I flicked my hand at him
Baelon was cut in the collarbone, blood spraying everywhere as he collapsed on his knees.
"My Lord!!" Alyssa imdiately got to Baelon, "Please, I beg you! Stop this!"
I walked past them and towards Aemon, who was on the ground, trying to get to his knees.
"I loathe you." I said as I crouched down and clutched him by the throat, lifting him up in the air, "You’re pathetic. You’re weak. You put up a false persona, claiming to be the valiant warrior, the noble prince...but you’re not. Aemon Targaryen.....what are you supposed to be? A Dragonknight? Please. I can make an Aemon Targaryen that would be a better Dragonknight than you could ever fathom. I hate you, Aemon. I despise your very being. You make sick...."
He clutched my arm as his face turned purple, "D-Drakken....." He managed
"But you know what I hate the most?" I said as I let him go, "That no matter how much I despise you, I cannot bring myself to kill you. Why? That is what I ask myself at most tis. But I suppose it is because there is that minuscule chance that you could change, that you can sucker it up and beco what I thought you’d be...but no. Ti and ti again, you disappoint . There are tis when Baelon proves himself to be better than you. And I hate that even more. You brothers.....you have always been a nuisance, a thorn in my side...and every ti, I choose to spare you. When will it get through your thick skulls? You stupid Targaryens.....that I am the God you should worship and be grateful to due to the fact that you exist?!"
Aemon looked at , "Because....." He said, "You’re a Monster, Drakken..."
"Yes." I said, "I am."
"And we’ll never succumb to you...." He said
"Tch..." I said as I turned around and walked away, "Maybe the other valyrians across the sea would prove to be more accepting of this god. But oh well....."
"My Lord...." Alyssa called out
I stopped and looked back at her, "What is it?"
Baelon was clutching his wound as he glared at , "What the fuck did I do to you so I could be wounded this way, Drakken?!" He managed, "I’ve done nothing!"
"Oh shut up." I said, "You’ll live."
Alyssa looked at , "Please, you promised ....."
"Hm." I said, "Yes, you’re right. I made a promise. But so did you, Alyssa. Are you prepared for what’s to co?"
She slowly nodded, "Yes...." She said as tears ford in her eyes, "I am.....My Lord..."
Baelon winced, "W-What is he talking about, Alyssa?"
"Your wife has always been mine." I told him, "And now.....she will have to prove herself to be truly loyal to ....."
"For your sake, as always."
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