Chapter 64 - Aenar Targaryen, First of His Name (III)
"Fate doesn't seem kind to me or my family, so I'll tear this universe apart to the last atom if necessary to protect my family, and believe me, I'll enjoy the process." Aenar I Targaryen, sitting on the Ruby Throne of the Known Universe.
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"I hope you've all rested well, I'll be considered a terrible host if that's happened." Aenar spoke to the entire House Martell, all of whom were present, including Oberyn's bastard daughters.
"It's been a wonderful evening, Your Grace." Oberyn replied with a strained smile on his lips, he really was trying hard to stay coherent. The amount of wine he'd drunk the night before had made his head hurt so much the next day that he'd rather be pierced by a spear.
"I'm glad the events of the night before didn't affect everyone's sleep." Aenar looked at Oberyn who was dryly speaking with a smile. He was tempted to speak a little louder than usual or make some loud shuffle to add a little pain for the Desert Prince, but he found it too childish even for his standards.
What could Oberyn answer? He simply sipped the juice on the table and let out a dry laugh. The thought of having seen a god still sent shivers down his spine, remembering that cold, malicious presence.
"My coronation will take place in a week's time. I would like Princess Arianne and Prince Oberyn to attend in the seats prepared exclusively for distinguished guests. I must add that you won't regret watching, there will be things to surprise anyone." Aenar commented with a smile as he ate a piece of bread in one bite.
"It will be an honor, My Prince. We'll be looking forward to what's to come." Arianne replied, she flashed her most beautiful and seductive smile. The princess of Dorne looked at Aenar wearing only a red and black tunic with a glittering gaze.
Aenar wearing royal clothes emanated a powerful and regal feeling, preventing anyone from despising the young man. In his current clothes, he emanated a more casual and lazy feeling, but that didn't hide his powerful aura, it just made him more approachable to talk to.
Daenerys looked at the Princess of Dorne and narrowed her eyes, she could see the subtle flirtation in the woman's words and actions. Looking down at Arianne's body, she muttered low. "What's so great about so much chest fat, Visenya and I are prettier than her."
Speaking of Visenya, Daenerys glanced at her sister to see if she had noticed what was going on, but seeing her eating with a happy look on her face, the dragon princess felt a headache coming on. Her sister was rather careless when it came to keeping Aenar away from other women.