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As she prepared to kill her husband, Rhaenys wondered…..
When the fuck did it all go wrong?
Not this night, mind you, that was clearly because Aenar lost his shit among other factors, quite understandable given the circumstances honestly.
No, she wondered where her life stopped making sense. She had been happy once, back when her father was still alive, when Corlys was still a charming suitor and not a legacy obsessed idiot (and soon to be corpse) and when she herself was all but definitely the heir to the iron throne.
The throne
Aenar was right, it was a 'stupid ass impractical chair'. For all that it was a symbol of Targaryan supremacy, it had done nothing but ensure strife and infighting between their house.
Gods be good, apparently it would lead to the destruction of their house on the godsdamed future. Hells, in a decade, all the dragons could be gone. The symbol of their house, the real power of the house of the dragon, fucking gone!
She snarled in fury and lunged for Corlys again, the fearsome sea snake letting out a noise not unlike a scream as he all but jumped back.
"My lady, please-!" A Velaryon guard tried to step in between them, and she smacked the blithering idiot in the face with her goblet. Fucking no one was getting in her way.
"Wife" Corlys tries desperately "Rhaenys please, let me-
He dodges left as she snatches the sword straight out of a girds hands and swings "Fuck!"
"Let me explain please!"
"Explain then" years of rage and an ocean of fear raised from Aenar's words have stripped her of all sense of reason. She's certain she's never been this furious ever (except perhaps when her cock of a grandfather called that great council with the express purpose of stripping her from her birthright, the fucker!)
"I"
"Explain how you sired two fucking bastards with the goal of stripping our children of their fucking birthrights!"
She threw her goblet, only for Corlys to duck. It sailed through the air before stringing the wall an inch from the grinning Aenar's face.
"Kick his ass Aunt Rhaenys!"
Beside him Laenor gave her a polite nod "Enjoy yourself mother"
Corlys spun around furiously "what ever have I done to you?!"
"You're a legacy obsessed moron who cheated on his wife " Aenar grinned "But honestly I'm just having fun watching you assholes face consequences for the first time. It's a bitch, isn't it?"
"And I'm drunk" Laenor nodded gravely, as if imparting great wisdom "But not nearly fucking drunk enough to get involved in this!"
Aenar snorted "your father is unlikely to survive the night, in that case"
Laenor took one look at his visibly enraged mother and blanched "A shame, but he's lived a long and satisfying life I'm sure. Which is more then I can say for myself."
"Amen to that!" Aenar paused "10 dragons on his death before dawn"
Laenor snorted "Fool's bet"
Smart boys, the both of them
Corlys instinctively dove left as he heard her charge him from behind "My love, dearest-
"Is that how you talked to your whore and her usurping bastards?!"
The thought of Corlys's bastards brings thoughts of her children, and her heart feels like it's being torn apart at the thought of her sweet Laena.
"I swear, Adam and Alyn are good boys! I've made sure many times-
What?
"Many times?" Rhaenys whispers, and her tone has Corlys paling in terror "You've visited them ….. more than once?"
"And it was at that exact moment that Corlys Velaryon, master of Driftmark and lord of the tides" Aenar mock whispered with glee "knew he was well and truly fucked"
That, Rhaenys decided as she charged a terrified Corlys, was the best thing she'd heard all fucking night
Meanwhile, Laenor just laughed.