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The Blacks have fallen, all except one.
Otto Hightower as much as he was a cruel sadist he was equally as smart. When Aemond failed to capture Aegon before the coward ran away on a boat, never to be found again Otto had Aemond crowned.
King Aemond first of his name King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven kingdoms and protector of the realm.
Aegon would've been a better piece for Otto to use since the drunk idiot was easy to manipulate. However Aemond was smart and would listen to his grandsire so this worked as well.
Otto was also smart when he sent the king himself to Storms End to guarantee the loyalty of the house of Baratheon and his intellect reflected on his grandson when Vhagar injured Arrax rather than killing him and his rider, Aemond brought both dragon and boy back to KingsLanding, Otto sprung into action and the boy was held as a "Guest" but it was so painfully obvious he was a prisoner.
With the threat of harming her precious boy the Black Queen became erratic which ended in her downfall, the greens had won.
The last smart move they made was keep their "guest" alive, show the realm king Aemond was not a cruel kinslayer but a kind merciful man who still treated the son of a traitor and the boy that took his eye like royalty.
He was to keep his title as Prince Lucerys Velaryon, his only punishment? He was stripped from his title as lord of the tides and heir to driftmark; these titles were given to Lady Heleana's son Jaehaerys since the velaryons had been wiped along with the Blacks.
Now with the war behind them, Aemond sat with the small council discussing matters of the realm.
"My king have you considered what omega you'll take as wife?" A lord asked him as Aemond twirled his wine.
"I still believe the king should take lady Heleana" Otto says.
"As much as I appreciate your input lord hand, my sister has voiced me her desire to be left to her own device as long as her and children are unharmed, and I will honor that wish" Aemond says, Heleana had suffered enough having to be wed to Aegon let alone birth him 3 kids, if she wanted to be left alone Aemond was not cruel enough to make her bear him children.
The door opens and criston Cole walks in "Ser criston for the love of the seven you look like you got into a fight with an alley cat!" Otto says.
"I might as well have...my king, prince Lucerys has gotten a hold of a fork he requests your presence" Ser Criston says.
Aemond has to hold back an eye roll although he has to give it to the bastard, his energy is never ending.
Everyone expected Lucerys to lose himself, to break once he caught wind of his side's fall, to crumble into an empty shell of himself when he learned his family was dead...they were wrong.
He broke yes but not in the way anyone expected, arrax roared, the wounded beast set a blaze to 20 guards in the keep while his rider tore apart the bedroom he was in, the boy took down every painting of the seven that decorated its walls, injured 4 handmaids, somehow found a red and black banner he proudly hung outside his window that still remained there, because he hit the guard that tried to take it down with a chair until said object broke.
At times he would refuse to eat, he would hurt anyone who came in and try to force him.
The bastard even gained a couple servant who were loyal to his mother's cause and threaten the king that if his servants were to be hurt for swearing themselves to him he would make his tiny excuse of a dragon burn the castle to the ground, Aemond entertained the idea and allowed lucerys to keep his handful of servants it made things interesting.
"I apologize my lords, it seems my guest requires my attention" Aemond says standing up, he heads over to the room where a guard is there, Aemond looks at the guard who looks at him in return before turning to the door "my prince, the king has come to visit"
"Tell him I'll gouge out his other eye if he takes as much of a step near me" Luke's voice sounds from the inside of the room.
"Move" Aemond says, and the guard does with a small glare, they're sworn to Luke yes, but the one eyed king is not a very patient man.
Aemond steps in the room scoffing at the blankness of it "this place wouldn't be so depressing if you would let the maids decorate it" Aemond remarks.
"With paintings of the seven and that vomit shade of green? I rather feed myself to my dragon" Luke says, he's dressed in a blueish shade of green. Aemond chose every morning what the prince was to wear each day and little by little he was changing his clothes to green merely to torture the boy.
"Ser criston said you called for me, he also said that you have a fork" Aemond says amused "if you are planning on hurting me with it I wouldn't advise it, I brought my sword with me" The king says.
"I did not call for you, I specifically told him to not update my status to you, and you mean my Father Daemond's sword" Luke hisses.
Dark sister, Aemond claimed it on the battle above the gods eye where Daemond Targeryan met his end "that man is dead, so it is my sword" Aemond says then notices the untouched soup "the maids bother to make you your favorite and yet you cant even be bother to touch it" Aemond says
"Don't act as if you know me" Lucerys snarls.
"Is cream of mushrooms not your favorite? You used to dote after the mixture" Aemond raises an eyebrow.
"when I was a child" Luke scoffs.
"So no longer your favorite?" Aemond asks, silence, he smirks.
"You know, Taoba. You can throw as many tantrums as you wish, starve yourself, harm as many knights as you want with utensils, but you are not going to get harmed nor kiled because THAT is the best torture for you, my absolute and complete indeference, I'm king now, I cannot indulge in your childish games" aemond says.
"And what if I end myself?" Luke asks.
"Then I cut your dragon's wings off" Aemond says watching the boy flinch "eat your soup" the king says and walks out of the room taking pleasure when he hears Luke swallowing the cold cream, the bastard manages to make his smile drops when he hears Luke correct his high valyrian.
"its Taoba not Taooba".
The king is called to the Prince's chambers again when the sun goes down and he goes, because it was not the prince himself who called but a maid, her simple words "it happened again your majesty"
Aemond opens the door and almost stumbles back, the scent of terror, panic and sadness could knock a man out, the first time Aemond came in contact with the scent it brought him to his knees, he even felt a couple tears escape his eye that day, it was as if he had been punched, now he was slightly used to it.
"Brat" Aemond says and gets no verbal response Lucerys however does stand up, he doesn't come here to comfort Luke but to escort him, take him to his dragon because that is the only way the putrid scent seizes.
It happens alongside the nightmares, which nightmares? Aemond has not cared to ask nor does he think he ever will.
He drags the prince by the back of his neck to the training yard where his beast is chained by the neck, a dragon and its rider both stuck, how amusing.
Luke hugs the creature, whispers in high valyrian things aemond can't quiet hear...or understand, he hates doing this, he wouldn't do it if he could but he refuses to risk leaving the prince alone with his dragon, Gods only know where he would go if given the chance to escape.
Not that he could, his dragon was still healing.
On storms end Vhagar bit the dragon but didn't finish it off, she held it in between her razor sharp fangs and flew back to Kings landing, the young dragon was still healing from the damage and blood loss, unable to fly with or without the chain.
"Had enough nuzzles with your dragon already?" Aemond asks irritated
"I'm touch starved, leave me be" Luke says in a quivering voice.
Aemond scoffs, omegas by nature were touchy people, it was in their nature and Lucerys was a prime example of that behavior, back when his family lived it was second nature seeing the boy by his mother's side, holding her hand, bathing in her scent and when it wasn't his mother it was his brother, or his betrothed, rare times it was his step father but it wasn't unheard of.
Now? The boy was quick to bite, kick and scratch anyone who would approach him, the only exception being Heleana, she would only get snarled at, but she wasn't a touchy person so she rarely attempted to approach Lucerys. His instincts screamed at him for proximity, but his pride refused it, torn apart from inside out.
Aemond returns lucerys to his room then retreats to his office once again only to be met by his grandsire "my king, I've got an idea I wish to share with you" Otto says.
"No." Aemond says in shock and kind of mad.
"I understand the madness of it" Otto says.
"Madness is an understatement lord hand, he is a BASTARD" Aemond says.
"but he is an omega" Otto says "and one with Targaryen blood" he adds.
"Listen boy, the people and the lords are talking, you are refusing Heleana who is the only other person in the whole wide westeros that can give you a targaryen heir" Otto says "the house of the dragon cannot weaken"
Aemond hates when his grandsire is right, he doesn't want nor is he going to force Heleana to more childbearing, she's done, he still cannot forget her screams when she birthed the twins and his fear when the maester started whispering about having to cut her third child out of her if the birth were to go wrong.
"He will never agree to this," Aemond says.
"my boy, you are king, he does not have to agree" Otto chuckles
Aemond dwells on the matter for days, that is until his mother comes to him she in short asks him to at least ease the boy into it, and Aemond knows why.
She herself was thrown to the king when she was but a child, by the time she was 17 she already had aegon and Heleana and was pregnant with him, so of course she doesn't want to see her son do the same even if it's to someone she hates, his mother is too kind.
So Aemond agrees, agrees to spend more time with his future bastard husband.
It backfires.
Horribly.
Lucerys is on the other side of his coin, the one that Aemond hates the most. There is another face to Luke's anger and its numbness, nothing, the shell everyone expected him to become.
This is terrifying for many to witness and is disturbing for Aemond. He doesn't know what causes the switch, it might be a specific nightmare or some harsh reminder of his true situation but there are moments where Lucerys just seems to not care anymore.
Aemond would appreciate the silence if it wasn't so disturbing, he opens the door to nothing, no scent, no snarl, no angry Comments or nasty glares, just the cause of his ire sitting on the bed, looking out the window with lifeless eyes, longing for a home that no longer exists. In this moment Lucerys is the most dead alive person Aemond has ever laid eyes upon.
"He hasn't eaten?" Aemond asks.
"Not since yesterday morning my king" a maid says.
"Brat" Aemond tries...nothing...not even a blink. "Leave us" aemond says and the maid leaves along with the knight.
"You-" Aemond's words get interrupted by Heleana coming in.
"The Dragon withers away into the sea foam" she says and fuck his life that's one a prophecy she will not give any further explanation on.
"Why is everyone so insistent on giving me a headache today?" Aemond asks. He decides to leave for the day lucerys usually doesn't stay like this for too long.
Except this time he does, and Aemond comes to learn why on the fifth day, a body was found on Dragonstone, the body of Viserys II, Luke's youngest brother, the infant was barely 2, his bones were so small.
Heleana cried when she found out, she turned to her own children and her sobs got worse.
Aemond had to admit that was cruel, even for him, he had never stopped to think about his half sister’s youngest, her own twins, Aegon the youngest and Viserys the second...mere infants that were now confirmed dead, found under debris of dragonstone.
Luke knew they were dead, but to be given his brothers' name day necklaces, being told they were found crushed, it broke him. He could hear their cries, imagine their last moments of utter fear at such a young age, he cried so loud yet so quiet his mouth opened but no sound came out as his tears rolled out.
Then there was nothing, no tears, no emotion...nothing, he was numb.
Aemond comes into his room "...my condolences" Aemond said and he meant it, gods he actually meant it, cause he could see Heleana's twins in that condition, Luke doesn't speak to him Aemond sighs then steps in front of him...he didn't mean to gasp.
Luke is dead, there's no other way to describe the look in his eyes, it's as if all the life and flames of anger he had was sucked out of him, drained him and left his body to rot, his eyes are puffy from crying and he's just staring off into the distance.
Aemond doesn't know what to say so he doesn't say anything, he does however take time of his day to pay his nephew a visit, he even has a maid feed him to make sure he doesn't starve himself, because now Aemond fears he might.
Aemond goes in again and Lucerys is still in bed, Aemond dismisses the guards "ok this stops now, I am sick of this act of yours, if stirring me up and angering me was your goal congratulations bastard you've done it, now can you go back to tearing shit up?" Aemond asks...silence, fucking. Silence.
"You're not even gonna look at me?" Aemond scoffs, no response, as if he was talking to a wall not even a blink out of the boy "Lucerys!" Aemond calls and nothing, he can see his nephew's eyes get glossy, the water starting to pool on his waterline but his expression is empty, there's nothing.
The sudden change on Aemond's attitude may come as a surprise for many but for his sister it sadly made sense, Luke was still fierce, fiery, the same boy who took out his eyes and he liked that, his anger gave him a thrill...now...Luke was nothing, merely sitting there, waiting for death to claim him like it had claimed his family. Aemond can't deal with that.
He can deal with the screaming, punching, the banner, the snarky commands, but the silence kills him, it's what makes it real. Lucerys's silence makes Aemond's crimes real.
His sister recommends him to stay away for a while, to let the prince grieve but his grandsire advises him to use this as a window of opportunity, to use the boy's feelings against him.
And at the start he does, he gives fake remorse and tells Luke if he could go back and spare the little ones he would, it's when the prince opens up that he feels a shift in their dynamic.
Luke had been silent the entire time Aemond was reading until he heard movement, Lucerys climbed into his lap making the king freeze on the spot Luke wrapped his arms around him and nuzzled his neck "please I just...I can't stand being alone anymore" the boy had whispered to him, he allowed himself to hug the boy...his future husband.
"I thought a king had better things to do" Luke says when the door opens days later.
"can't I visit my nephew?" Aemond asks.
"Is it a visit when it's daily?" Luke asks back, Aemond ignores him.
"what are you reading?" He asks.
"the story of Aegon the conqueror" Luke says "...I miss flying" he confesses.
Aemond sighs "I cannot allow you to fly".
"Why not?" Luke asks.
"I'm not stupid nephew, you'll run away" Aemond scoffs.
"...to where?" Luke asks quietly.
He. Is. An. Idiot
Aemond never thought about THAT, he is king, the people love him, the blacks fell, dragonstone is destroyed and being reconstructed...even if he were to run away Lucerys would have nowhere to go...Aemond, Heleana and her children are all Luke has left.
"...your dragon is injured," Aemond says.
"What about when he heals?" Luke asks "Will I be then allowed by his oh so kind king a flight on my dragon?" Luke asks and aemond can't help but smile, there it is. There's Luke's bite.
"You can fly anywhere you would like under one condition," Aemond says.
"What? make sure I come back?" Luke asks.
"Marry me" Aemond says.
"WHAT?!" Luke asks, standing up two words dragging him out from numbness and straight into anger.
He's angry, no…he's seething, his scent is strong and bitter, it makes Aemond want to cough "you are, sadly, the only one left with Targaryen blood" Aemond says.
"You sick mother fucker, you want ME to give YOU an heir?!" Luke asks
"Is not as if I have much of a choice, listen brat" Aemond says and gods he missed this energy, though he will never let Luke know "Heleana did her part when it came to heirs, it isn't her fault her coward of a husband ran away, I want my own children to be my heirs and they need to be as purely targeryan as they can be" Aemond says "so marry me, you'd be Queen Lucerys and then you can fly wherever the fuck you want, wander the castles until your feet ache, and no guard could tell you what to do, you'd be the queen your mother never was" Aemond says.
"...I will never EVER bear you an heir" Luke hisses.
"Why don't we wed and see where it goes" Aemond says, a challenge.
There's silence.
Then there's wedding preparations.
To everyone's surprise, Lucerys Velaryon accepted the king's proposal, and they wed making him Queen Lucerys Velaryon...who wore nothing but black and red, the colors of HIS house.
Within a year of their marriage Luke claimed another room, one he decorated himself with Valyrian banners to honor his house, he avoided the small council like the plague saying that it wasn't his duty to the be there, but some lords begun asking for his input on certain matters.
Gods Aemond made a mistake. He forgot how charming his bastard husband was and how he seemed to have a tendency to be liked, however there was an issue.
"You haven't consummated your marriage" Otto says
"The bastard-"
"Aemond do not speak that way of your husband" Heleana says
"...my husband sleeps with the same dagger that took my eye out under his pillow, I don't want to risk my sight sir hand" Aemond says
"Then figure it out" Otto says.
Easier said than done, Lucerys was impossible to talk to, every civilized conversation became an argument because Lucerys just couldn't stop taking jabs at him Aemond had to put his foot down, as king he had to.
"Your heat is soon correct?" Aemond asks, Luke closes his book.
"Why do you care?" Luke asks.
"Listen, Queen, the people are speaking, it’s somehow even worse than before you and I married. It's been a year and no child has been born" Aemond says
"cowering down from our challenge uncle?" Luke mocks
"We are rulers!" Aemond snaps "Lucerys you are a Queen now and I am king, our duty is to provide an heir for the throne whether we like it or not, the house of Targeryan is weakening and the people are realizing that" Aemond says.
"Why is it weak in the first place huh?" Luke says bitterly.
"Regardless of the reason we must act now" Aemond says "I will not lie to you and say that I hold some fondness for you because I don't, but duty is duty nephew, you accepted this role" Aemond says "because if you are not gonna bear me an heir I will have to dispose of you and make Heleana do it" Aemond says getting glared by Luke who over the year had grown close to his aunt.
"You wouldn't dare" he growls.
"I will if you force my hand" Aemond says.
"...I won't spend my heat with you, but be in my room tonight. I'll give you a fucking son" Luke says angrily. He hopes his mother can forgive him
It was awful, for both of them. There was no passion, no love, nothing but duty. Luke didn't get pregnant neither did he succeed when they tried a few months later.
Luke makes his way to Aemond in his office chamber several months after their last failed attempt "come to bed" Luke says.
"I don't feel like pumping into you right now" aemond says not looking up from his letters
"Not for that you idiot, it's late" Luke says going to his side then reading over his shoulder.
"Spare me your fake concern" Aemond says and Luke sighs
"Aemond, just stop arguing and come to bed I don’t got the energy for this" Luke says and snuffs out his candle "now, the queen demands it" Luke says making Aemond scoffs, some nerve the bastard had, but he was right on one thing, he didn't have the energy to argue.
Their routine becomes a comfortable one, they barely speak to one another but is no longer arguments but subtle things
"The high council needs you"
"I've heard some concern from the people"
"Yes I was flying Vhagar mind your business"
"Your hand is a cunt"
"Are you joining me for super?"
It's sickening, this...domestic life they fell into, although Luke can't help but feel his mother wouldn't be mad at him for this, she would want him to live...in a way he secured himself, the people now love him as Queen, it was funny, they were known as the Green king and the Black queen, Aemond could not dispose of him without angering their people, so Luke takes a deep breath, and throws away his Valyrian flower tea...he has a duty to fulfill.
He did not think this through...clearly, he's hot, sweaty, dizzy, it's been a few weeks since he stopped drinking his tea and he was enjoying some reading when this cursed thing hit him like a train.
"My queen?!" His handmaid says while Luke holds onto his chair "I'll call the maester!" She rushes.
"No!" Luke says "call my husband" Luke struggles out, the handmaid grabs another maid and tells her to wait for her return then rushes through the halls.
She doesn't even bother knocking, usually she would, she's part of the Queen's court but that wouldn't save her from the king's wrath, however this is a special case "My king the queen requires your presence immediately!" The maids says panting.
Aemond looks at the small council in confusion and stands up "has something happened?" Aemond asks.
"I'm not sure your majesty, the queen suddenly doubled over in pain" the maid says watching the king's face contort in anger
"Then why didn't you fetch the maester?!" Aemond snarls and gets out, the maid following at his heels.
"He told me not to your majesty he asked for you" the poor maid says.
Aemond opens the door and stumbles back holding onto the frame, it's sweet. The room smells like lemon cake, the sea and something so distinguishably Luke, it's making his mouth water.
"My queen, I brought the king," the maid says,going to Luke's aid, the woman was a beta so of course she couldn't smell the room.
Luke looks through his eyelashes his eyes meeting Aemonds singular one "leave us" the king says, she hesitates for a split second before Luke nods at her and she takes her leave, Aemond nears Luke in a second after she's gone "is this some trick nephew? Why are you in heat?"
"You said it yourself...husband" Luke pants "we've got a duty to fulfill" he says fidgeting with Aemond’s clothes, an action that doesn't go unnoticed
"Have you gone mad?"
"Maybe I have. But are you gonna sit there and discuss my sanity or are you going to fuck me?" Luke asks.
The combination of heat, Luke's remarks and his own instincts push Aemond over the edge, he reaches down and Luke delivers the killing blow by kissing him, this being the first time they’ve done that.
Aemond returns the favor holding onto Luke closer, the boy stayed relatively short to him so to spare himself the back pain Aemond bends down and picks him up, his small council meeting long forgotten.
"fuck" Luke pants in the kiss feeling slick pour out of him, Aemond drops him on the bed and they both start rapidly undressing feverish go return to eachother's mouths.
This is passion, raw instinct taking over and making their bodies move, they hold each other like lovers like they've wanted each other since forever, and maybe a small part of them did.
Luke used to love Aemond, when they were children. Whenever he wasn't playing around with his brother he would try to join in any activity his uncle may participate in. That changed after the pink dread joke, Aemond would tell Luke to get lost now, he had been naive and believed his uncle when he said Aemond would find it funny, a lighthearted joke.
It just got worse when Luke cut out his eye, he truly didn't mean it, he wasn't particularly aiming for any part of his uncle he just wanted to save his brother, they had a last argument before Luke left for dragon stone, well...argument is a overstatement, it was more of Aemond yelling at Luke, telling him he hated him and wanted the worst in life for him, breaking his little heart and snuffing out the flame of that childhood love.
Now he knew this was just instinct, but it felt like those feelings for his uncle were resurfacing, the way his lips moved against Luke's the feeling of Aemond's hands running against his body, it was intoxicating so just for now Luke would allow himself to forget, forget the greens and the Blacks, the dance of the dragons, forget all of it.
Aemond panted and moaned as he entered his mate, even after their wedding and bonding ceremony they never spent a heat nor a rut together, in fact it was only a few months ago they even started sharing chambers so this was a completely new experience, Aemond had been with someone before, who? He could not tell. It was after he lost his eye, Aegon took him to the street of silk to distract him and there he had his first...with a woman with brown curly hair that brought him no pleasure.
So this feeling was new, too much yet too little, he tangled his fingers on his nephew's brown curls while pounding into him, moaning and grunting each time another moan fell out of the Queen's mouth, he could get addicted to this.
"Ah! Fuck! There there right there!" Luke moans and wraps his legs around aemond who starts hitting that spot harder until him and Luke are spilling, Aemond gets white spots on his vision panting as he empties out in his husband.
Queen Lucerys spends the next 4 days in heat with the king.
After four continuous days of intoxicating sex Luke is given a pennyroyal tea, meant to increase fertility which seems to work because in no time the maester confirms it. The queen is with child.
His now single handmaid turns into 5, all constantly around him making sure he's ok comfortable and therefore that the babe is ok, he's not even showing yet and he's already got people more worried about the babe than him.
"Queen mother" some servants bow as Alicent enters the room
"Please leave us, I wish to speak with the Queen" Alicent says dismissing the servants "...you don't have to look so miserable you know?" Alicent says.
"I'm not sure what you're talking about, the only thing I'm miserable about is having to wear dresses" Luke rolls his eyes.
As his status as an omega was now more than evident due to his pregnancy by culture he's now wearing dresses still on HIS colors, not the greens
"You aren't the only unhappy one, you think this is easy for me?" Alicent asks
"Oh please dear Queen Mother do tell me how painful MY pregnancy is for YOU" Luke says sarcastically
"My son has to be with you, the same boy who scared him for life" Alicent says and ooh that infuriates Luke.
"Well he killed my family so I think that debt has been paid in full" Luke says bitterly
"He will never get his eye back!" Alicent says angrily
"And my family won't rise from the dead, what's your point?" Luke asks standing up "I took an eye, when I was but a child while defending my brother, he as a grown man killed my mother, step father, brothers and betrothed, to add insult to injury I was held hostage then had no other choice but to marry him and now I carry his child"
Alicent looks at those angry eyes that are staring her down "so tell, Queen mother, what else can you POSSIBLY take from me to pay that debt, do you also want my eye? On top of everything you've already taken?" Luke asks with gritted teeth
"I lost them too" She whispers
"Don't." Luke says and his scent becomes putrid "Your father is alive and the hand, your children are Alive one of them is king, your grandchildren are growing on a kingdom reigned by your side of the war, even Aegon who is out somewhere in the world is alive, and don't try to make me pity you for the friendship you killed with my mother, you could've at least told her that you were speaking with the king with those intentions, I don't blame the younger you for she was a child younger than I am now, manipulated by a greed driven man, but now? You chose to misinterpret my grandsire's last words, you chose to try to crown Aegon and when that failed, you crowned Aemond, you stood there as I was dragged injured into a room, and you stood by while my mother lost her sanity wondering what your side was doing to me" Luke says "So if you think you'll get any emotion out of me besides pure and raw hatred, I'm glad to disappoint you because that's all you'll get" Luke says "I blame you, and your father just as much as I blame Aemond for the death of my family"
"Then why have his child at all"? Alicent asks worried Luke may raise the babe to hate their father
"why did you bear the king's children?" Luke asks.
Duty
"Leave me be, stress is not good for my pregnancy" Luke says with an eye roll and sits down again.
It happens on the 4th month of his pregnancy, he feels the bubbling anger in him rising as the woman laughs, Alys Rivers, Queen Alicent had brought her and this...this was so low. The woman was known as a bastard servant....from the House Strong and she seemed way too fucking comfortable around his husband and mate.
Luke lets out an exasperated sigh "and with that it's 5" a voice says and when he turns.
"Lord Stark" Luke says surprised when Cregan offers him a cup of tea.
"What seems to trouble you my Queen?" The man asks.
"Nothing in particular, I'm merely bored, this party was not my idea" Luke says while drinking the tea.
"Really? So your annoyance has nothing to do with how happy the king looks with that maiden?" Cregan asks, drinking his own wine chuckling when he notices Luke's grip hardens on the cup.
"your observation skills will get you killed one day lord stark" Luke says.
“To die by your hand would be an honor my Queen, I'm just glad Queen Rhaneyra's blood made it to the throne" Cregan says
Luke looks back at him, surprise written all over his face "you were in support of my mother's court?" The boy asks getting a chuckle from the wolf
"The House Stark prides itself on their loyalty, and loyalty was sword to princess Rhaneyra the day she was proclaimed heir to the throne, the king could've had a thousand sons but the north would've stood with Rhaenyra, she just seized all her attack plans when the greens captured you" Cregan says
"...you have my gratitude lord Stark" Luke says looking up at the man, he's still sitting at his chair and Cregan stands next to him.
"Congratulations on being with child" he says
"Thank you" Luke responds, God he hates these formal chit chats
"Are you dragon ridden?" Cregan asks and Luke groans, loud enough a few lords turned around.
"yes! First because arrax is injured and now because I'm with child, did you know that Vinsenya flew into war when she herself was with child, in fact some say that she flew her babe not even a sunrise after his birth" Luke says
"Well...I would love a stroll if the Queen would give me the honor, I'm not big on parties either" cregan says and offers his hand to help Luke stand, he takes one final look at the party and catches Aemond laughing at something Alys must've said before he takes Cregan's arm and takes a carriage to the dragonpit.
Arrax chirps to welcome his rider and Luke can't help but smile when he sees his dragon, he's bigger now about the same size Syrax was when he was a child "he saddles two" Luke says looking back at Cregan "Lykiri" arrax" Luke says softly while petting his dragon then looks back at Cregan, the dragon now becomes aware of the other person "Ziry's nykeā raqiros" Luke says softly the words flowing from his mouth, he's gotten a lot better at his valyrian...he hopes his mother is proud wherever she watches him from.
Arrax shakes himself then lowers "care to join me for a flight lord stark" Luke asks.
"I'm going to fall" Cregan says with a deadpan tone that Luke has to laugh
"Not if you hold on" Luke says "please, don't you wish to see the sky?" Luke asks.
Cregan sighs and approaches the Queen and his Dragon.
"Lyriki" Luke says as Cregan helps him up then gets behind Luke on the saddle.
“If I die, don't let my brother be king of the north" Cregan says.
"I'll spread the word" Luke chuckles "Soves arrax!" Luke says and his dragon roars and walks out of the dragon pit then starts flapping his wings until he takes off.
Luke sighs content feeling the air, seeing kings landing below him, he missed this, it has been well over two years since him and arrax flew and this was freeing, arrax roared equally content, thrilled to get to stretch his wings "You Targaryen are mad!" Cregan says and he's holding onto the saddle for dear life and Luke laughs.
"Arrax! Dracarys!" Luke yells and arrax spits fire ahead of him but obviously avoids it, this has got to be the happiest Luke has been since he was taken by the greens Cregan being behind him yelling curses whenever arrax moves abruptly just adds to the fun.
Fun that gets cut short when a massive figure breaks through the clouds.
Vhagar.
The dragon's roar is deafening "Mazverdagon zirȳ tegun Vhagar!" Aemond yells and the beast of a dragon starts nudging Arrax guiding him back towards the dragonpit, arrax lands along with Vhagar.
Aemond WAS having fun at the party, the jokes Alys was making, he grew to enjoy this parties once they started liking him and not shying away from his eye, of course the fun has to be cut short when the people gasp and yell that there's a dragon in the sky, Aemond looks up and sees arrax spitting fire.
His vision shots to where his mate is SUPPOSED to be and his heart drops when the chair is empty, if Luke is not there. And arrax is flying, that only means his husband is four months into his pregnancy and on dragon back.
Aemond doesn't even change into his riding gear he just makes a B-line for Vhagar, he gets on the saddle and "Soves Vhagar!"
"it was fun while it lasted" Luke says and Cregan gets off arrax helping Luke down as Aemond storms towards them
"Issi ao ribazmoqitta?!" The king yells while approaching them
"Lyriki Valzȳrys" Luke sighs
"Calm down? Calm down?! I look away for TEN SECONDS and you're off on Dragon back! You are with child for gods' sake!" Aemond says.
"I'm with child not made of glass there's been women in our family who've fought wars while with child" Luke says
"In a time of war where there was no other choice, last time I checked we are not at war!" Aemond says
"I was bored, your mother threw that party for you, one more second on that chair and I would've actually gone mad" Luke says
Aemond just chuckles in disbelief "I look away for a second and you're off to no good" Aemond says.
"Oh I’m so sorry dear husband, did I interrupted your affairs with lady Rivers" Luke asks and Cregan looks at him a bit shocked.
"What do speak of?" Aemond asks
"I don't know, it seems like you have a type husband, bastard and strong" Luke says, then walks past him.
Aemond shifts his eye to Cregan who he now notices "what were you doing with my husband lord stark?" Aemond asks with a growl.
"The Queen took me for a flight, I admit I prefer the ground" is all the wolf says before also taking his leave. The party ends when the Queen returns.
Aemond had Luke get seen by a Maester "you could've gotten hurt then what huh?" Aemond asks while the maester feels around his belly
"you said it yourself Aemond we aren't even in times of war how could I possibly get hurt?" Luke asks
"Your dragon healed not long ago and you made him saddle TWO, what if his body gave in? You and that dog would've been dead along with our child" Aemond says.
"You underestimate arrax" Luke says.
"it all seems Well your majesty" the maester says.
"get the fuck out of here" Aemond says and the maester rushes out.
"Did you do that to spite me?" Aemond asks.
"surprisingly dear husband not every move I made has you in mind, I haven't flown my dragon in over two years I merely wanted that freedom, freedom I'm entitled to, while you pranced yourself with lady rivers, you're hilarious uncle you despise me our whole life for being a bastard then you pull that stunt" Luke says.
"What stunt are you talking about?" Aemond asks.
"don't act dumb, you're only missing one eye you're not blind, your mother brought her here, your dear lord hand made her a cupbearer and you seem so happy in her company" Luke says and he sounds hurt.
"...you fled the party upheld for our future child on dragon back...because you were jealous?" Aemond asks and Luke feels like he's been slapped, he wasn't jealous...was he? No he couldn't...it didn't make sense, you can only be jealous of someone you want Luke looks away.
Aemond approaches him "unlike others, I will uphold my vows, you won't get cheated on" He says and his tone is soft, Luke blames it on the influence of the pregnancy They make eye contact and Aemond leans down capturing his lips, Luke lets out a sigh of relief as he wraps his arms around aemond's neck bringing him closer, the kiss grows erratic and Aemond growls "you stink of that dog"
"You keep saying dog and I have no clue who you speak of" Luke says kissing aemond's neck, gasping when his dress gets torn from the back.
"Stark" Aemond says angrily.
"you flaunted yourself all day with that whore, I went for a mere flight" Luke says and aemond captures his lips.
"but who has my mark?" Aemond asks "who sleeps on my bedside, who carries my child?" He continues and Luke moans as he feels Aemond's cock entering him "who am I currently fucking?" He asks and starts moving, slow and steady.
"Me" Luke moans.
"exactly, because she's a maiden, you're my mate" Aemond says kissing Luke "MY mate" ...that night they sleep in the same chambers.
The closeness soften both the Green King and the Black queen to the point that when it was time for the birth, against tradition king Aemond stands outside the birthing room, the doors are closed and the midwives didn't let him in, his leg bounces "Aemond, you are missing the tournament" Alicent says.
"should it be taking this long?" Aemond asks his mother.
"well pushing a child out is no jo-" she gets interrupted by a scream followed by the sound of midwives cheering and congratulating.
The oldest midwife opens the door "a boy your majesty" she says with glee. Alicent smiles and Aemond goes inside where lucerys is holding their newborn "were the labors easy?" Aaemond asks and even sweaty and exhausted Luke gathers the strength to glare at him.
"I will have your other eye" Luke warns.
Aemond closes in and can already see it, a full head of Targaryen white hair, but the babes eyes appear to be his mother's brown.
"have you chosen a name?" Alicent asks softly from the door, truth to he told Aemond hadn't thought of a name yet he may have to see, maybe he can find some Hightower name that-
"Daemond" Luke says and alicent's smile slowly drops "Daemond the second Targeryan" Luke says.
"Lucerys" Aemond tries to say.
"You can name the next, this is all I ask" Luke says and he sounds exhausted, so Aemond sighs and caresses his son's head "Daemond will be then"
"The nerve he has!" Otto says in the small council
"The queen pushed the babe out. I feel like he has the right to name it" Cregan says "and the king agreed" he adds.
"My king WHY would you agree to name your son after a traitor?" Otto asks
"It was what my husband wished after his labors, what kind of husband would I be to refuse?" Aemond asks
"A sane one" Otto scowls.
He joins Luke after the meeting "well, you caused quiet the disturbance on the small council" Aemond says kneeling in front of his husband rubbing his belly that once carried their child, child that's now in his arms
"The small council? Or just your lord hand?" Luke asks,
"you haven't forgiven me I see" Aemond says
"I have" Luke says "for my own peace I have" Luke says "but forgiving does not go hand to hand with forgetting, I didn't name our child out of spite, I named him in remembrance" Luke says and holds Aemond's face "you are a Targaryen Aemond, and yet you refuse your heritage" Luke says
"What?" Aemond asks, confused.
"The walls are painted with the seven, dark sister gathers dust on its stand, the last time you flew vhagar merely for the joy of riding her was way before I was even wedded to you" Luke says "you're more Hightower than you are targaryen, even your valyrian is starting to fail you"
"Were you even gonna give our son a valyrian name?" Luke asks and Aemond noticed he wasn't, he used to be in love with valyrian history, but the war had twisted his mind his last name didn't matter the Blacks were targeryan, the greens were Hightower...he had forgotten that he was both.
"I will not raise my children under Hightowers culture Valzȳrys" Luke says aemond now takes note of how smooth the language rolls out his tongue "I want an egg in his crib, the keepers told me dreamfyre laid some, I want targaryen colors in his room, THAT is why you even wed me you said it yourself, I'm a Targeryan and so are you, the blood of the dragon runs thick" Luke says.
After that Aemond resumed his studies, and dark sister could be seen on the side of his belt, little by little the decoration of the seven went away and valyrian symbols took their place
"What Is the meaning of this?" Otto asks entering the room Luke daemond and Aemond are in
"Is my presence needed?" Aemond asks
"why are...what are you wearing?" Otto asks and Luke can swear he's shivering with rage. Aemond is in a red and black suit that has golden accents
"clothes Sir hand" Aemond says and Luke chokes on a chuckle.
"Where are all the symbols of the seven? Why are you dressed like that? What is the meaning of this aemond?!" Otto asks.
"Father" alicent tries to calm him down
"My husband and I talked moments after my son's birth, it seems I've sadly forgotten my roots, I married him with the intention to keep the house of the dragon strong but I cannot do that if I ignore our history and culture," Aemond says.
"Nyke se mittys kessa shifan bona" Luke says and it is Aemond's turn to chuckle.
"This bastard has gotten in your head boy!" Otto says
"Watch how you speak to your queen" Aemond says firmly "he has not gotten into my head but merely opened my eye, you move those around you like chess pieces lord hand, you made my mother queen and made me king, but the game is now over" Aemond says "I am king and you are old I am not afraid of removing you from the position of my hand" aemond says and Otto storms out alicent following behind him.
The years pass and time claims the lord hand, soon after the kingdom welcomes the second born of king Aemond and queen Lucerys, princess visenya, only a year after her birth prince Jacaerys and his twin prince Aegon are born, and lastly the joy of the kingdom princess Aemma joins the family.
Once illness claims Mother Queen alicent a funeral is held for her, and in traditions of old Valaria her body is burned by her son's dragon
The greens have fallen.