[a/n: we are probably going into weekly rotations starting next week. One week, I will work on my smuts and the other week, I will work on my Fics.
That said, there probably won't be another chapter today due to work and tomorrow I might pump out two. Friday is when I am off and I will try my best to get some out then.
Rotations will probably start with the Smuts]
(Drakken's POV)
I was sitting down at my desk, staring at a letter from Jaehaerys, informing me of Aemon's death. He had requested that his daughters go to King's Landing and attend the funeral, but I wasn't planning on letting them go.
That fucker does not deserve my respect.
He can rot in whatever hell he believes in.
I crumpled the letter and tossed it to the side as the door opened and Maegelle walked in.
She was wearing black, which I was not surprised by.
She sat down in front of me, a grim look on her face, "Hey."
I leaned back on my chair, "Hey."
"My Brother is dead." She said softly as he looked at me
"He is." I said
Her eyes were on me, as if she was trying to read me. I believe there was a bit of suspicion in those eyes, but I had told her I would admit it if I was involved in Aemon's death.
"You've wanted this, didn't you?" She asked softly
"I really don't care." I said seriously, "Like I told his wife, I stopped caring about his and his brother's fate. Live or die, I don't give a shit...."
"I see....." She said, "But he's dead. And it doesn't give you joy?"
"That's not the word I'd use." I said as I tilted my head, "But you.....you are mourning your brother. No matter what he has done, he was still your blood. I can understand that, Maegelle. If you're hurting and need space, I can give you that-"
"I wish to be with you. By your side." She cut me off, "You are my husband. And I am your wife. I wish to be with you. I want you to be with me at this moment....I.....Aemon was my brother, Drakken...."
"He was." I said with a nod
"I've done so much....I've tried so hard.....to keep everyone safe....." She said softly as she looked down, "From you...even though...it was them who sent me here with you. Even though....."
"What's done is done." I told her, "You are with me. I wouldn't change that, Maegelle. Would you?"
She looked at me, a tear forming in her eye, "No....."
"I know you cared for him." I said, "You can be honest with me. I have no care about what you felt for Aemon. He was your brother, I give you that much. If my brothers died, I would be in mourning too....."
"But they're not dead." She wiped her tear away, "Are they?"
"Man, I hope not." I said as I rubbed my neck, "But they're really hard to kill, those idiots. Ah.....I've lived for centuries, Maegelle...done many things. But I never thought that a couple years of 'peace' and being a parent would be so...Boring...."
"Boring?" She asked with a chuckle, "You're bored?"
"Yes." I said, "But....I don't think it's.....I don't feel like it's a bad thing.....Maybe it's good to shake things up once in a while. One time, there was a brief time.....a couple of centuries before my imprisonment. I was...I don't know, probably in my 300s...I spent two years doing nothing. Like....something like this. Nothing."
"Nothing...." She looked down
"Yea, it was so brief. It became overlooked by the sudden surge of war that happened right after." I said with a chuckle, "Riktor provoked the Elves by killing a Noble Family's head and fucking his daughter. He kickstarted a brief 10-year war that I was more than happy to join in on. But yea....."
"All this years....you've been....calm." She said, "I have to say, Drakken. I really enjoyed them....these years."
"Hm." I said as I looked at her, "I know you did."
She looked at me, "We have a family now." She said softly, "A big one."
"I know." I told her, "I know we do."
"Drakken...." She said softly, "This.....all of this....it's happening too fast. We have to manage it well. Our children....."
I patted my lap, "Come."
She slowly stood up and walked around the table. She then sat on my lap and the moment she did so, I wrapped my arm around her waist and leaned in, kissing her neck.
"Everything will be fine." I told her, "You don't have to worry about a thing. What happened with Astorias was unexpected. But I will correct my imbecile Dragons. I will tell them not to do something impulsive and idiotic ever again."
"I know...." She looked down, "I know you would."
"What is the problem then?" I asked her
"I fear for their lives." She said softly, "Is that so wrong?"
"If anyone dares to lay a finger on them, they know what will happen." I said as I patted her cheek, "Maegelle, look at me."
She looked at me, "Drakken...."
"They're growing up, aren't they?" I asked her with a slight smile
She nodded, "Yes...." she said softly, "They are....."
"Hm...." I said, "My wife.....my beautiful wife..."
I leaned in and briefly kissed her lips. She melted into my embrace as she began to tremble slightly.
"I shouldn't..." She whispered, "M-My brother....my brother is dead....."
"Shh...." I said as she began to sob into my shoulder, "It's okay....."
I embraced her firmly as I felt her hug me, hearing her muffled sobs as she cried.
I understood her feelings. I understood why she felt this way. No matter what Aemon did, he was still her brother. And she knew that Daella loved him with everything she had. She not only mourned him, but she was also worried about her sister.
"Drakken....I shouldn't feel this way for him...." She managed, "He....he was involved in Daranne's....."
"I know." I told her, "But you can feel that way if you want. It's what you are, Maegelle. I won't change that about you at all. You let me feel the resentment instead, my wife....."
"You can cry all you want. It's okay."