"Knowing his son would betray him, could a father truly love his own son? Aenar truly loved Aegon, for he was still his son before anything else." Daenerys Targaryen's thoughts on the complex relationship between Aenar and Aegon.
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"Damn evil gods, it never seems to end!!!" Sanguinius commented with an irritated tone. His Chainsword cut through everything within a ten-meter radius. The monsters were split in half, but with the absurd number of monsters, the deaths of such monsters were nothing. It was like taking a handful of water from a sea.
Yes, before Sanguinius, there was simply a sea of monsters. A sea of monsters. Literally. There were so many that the sea was full of monsters. There were all kinds of sizes and shapes. The only thing in common was the ugly appearance of these monsters.
A day? a week? months? Sanguinius simply lost count of how many days he had been fighting. He didn't stop to eat, rest, or even drink water for a long time.
BOOMMMMM!!!!
White flames advanced towards the monsters with Sanguinius' will. A large area of the sea began to evaporate as the monsters were slightly cooked.
Lava meteors illuminated the sky, falling towards the gigantic horde of monsters. It was Vulkan, who had acted using his powers. The Primarch of the Salamanders Legion made the sky change color.
Suddenly, a large area of the monster sea froze on a large scale. The monsters were frozen into ice sculptures. The next moment, a sonic wave advanced against the monsters, making the abominations fly through the sky as they were destroyed from the inside out by the extremely powerful vibration.
Sanguinius smiled excitedly, feeling the arrival of his two brothers, Titus and Sigismund.
He was already tired of fighting tirelessly against these damned monsters. "Titus, Sigismund, I'm going to find the Nests and destroy them!!!" Sanguinius said before unfolding his wings and flying above the sea of monsters.
Looking at the ugly and horrendous monsters below him, Sanguinius unleashed a large wave of white fire before flying north towards the continent of Essos. The closest nests were in that region.
Vulkan shook his head, Sanguinius was too impulsive, but what could be expected from a boy who wasn't even ten years old?
In the air, Sanguinius looked at the monster sea. There were hundreds of thousands, if not millions of monsters. All were walking towards Braavos. It seemed that the God of a Thousand Faces was truly furious with the attack. However, he knew that the gods wanted to end the Long Night as soon as possible.
"But if you think you can leave whenever you want, you are deeply mistaken. You have to ask if the Emperor allows you to leave, filthy rats." Sanguinius murmured with a cold tone.
Maintaining the Long Night was a heavy burden for the gods; the divine power spent was not something trivial for the gods. Especially to maintain the Black Sun and the absurd number of monsters. All of this was a mountain of divine power that was consumed every day.
So, it wasn't humans who were most eager for the end of the Long Night, but the gods themselves. They wanted to end this show as quickly as possible. But, this was not possible, not when Aenar wanted to let these gods spend divine power.
When the gods became poor in divine powers, Aenar would leave the Ruby Throne and kill them one by one, like lambs about to be slaughtered.
"Let's destroy these Nests, the Princess's birthday needs to be celebrated." Sanguinius murmured with a smile, he was increasingly eager to see the expressions of the gods when they learned they were in the Emperor's conspiracy.
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Westeros, Capital of the Imperium, King's Landing.
Aenar looked at Daenerys' belly with a deep gaze. Just like Rhaenys at that moment, Daenerys was pregnant. His first male child was about to be born in a few months.
"You seem tense, Aenar." Daenerys asked, caressing her belly, there was a gentle smile on her lips. "Any problem with the baby."
"Not exactly, but he will betray us." Aenar said with a calm and even indifferent tone. His purple eyes seemed to ignore his wife's skin and look directly at the developing fetus.
Daenerys' smile disappeared with Aenar's words. She touched her slightly protruding belly with a touch of tenderness. "Can he not change?" She asked in a calm tone, without any feeling of tenderness or love.
"No." Aenar's answer was firm. "No matter how much you and I love him, his envy and greed cannot be changed."
"The Throne…" Daenerys knew what Aenar meant by envy and greed. Nothing more than the Imperium's Throne. "I will take Moon Tea." She said with an indifferent and terribly cold tone. There was a frightening look in her eyes.
Aenar looked at his wife and was not surprised by her decision. Daenerys had a somewhat unhealthy love for him; it was a deep obsession that only deepened with age.
For Daenerys, nothing was more important than Aenar, not even her son could shake her crazy love for him.
"No." Aenar refused Daenerys' abortion without hesitation.
"I will love him, I will give him all the love and affection a father can give." Aenar said. "If he is still seduced by the ruinous powers of chaos, he will serve as a strategic weapon to be used at the right time."
Aenar would love Aegon with all his might, but if the boy truly could not be corrected, he wouldn't mind using his own son to build his Golden Road.
The frightening light in Daenerys' eyes disappeared with Aenar's words; she touched her belly and spoke with an amused tone. "It's really funny, all Princes named Aegon seem cursed." There was no feeling of sadness about the son's fate.
She had an infinite life and could have more children, children who could be better than Aegon, who would betray his family for something as stupid as the Throne.
The whole family was immortal; the title of heir and heiress seemed somewhat trivial knowing this fact.
"Father!!!" Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and Alysanne entered the room. She was wearing clothes suitable for riding. Her intelligent eyes didn't care about Daenerys' nudity.
She looked at her father and climbed onto his lap with a happy look. "Tessarion is waiting for me to fly her for the first time!" Said the little princess with an excited and expectant tone.
Aenar and Daenerys laughed, both perfectly understood the feeling Alysanne was feeling at that moment.
"What were you talking about?" Alysanne asked, noticing the slightly tense atmosphere in the air.
"Your brother, who is not yet born." Aenar said with a smile. He caressed his daughter's hair and looked at Daenerys with an amused look.
Alysanne was not so happy knowing she would have a brother. In her eyes, the little attention she had from her father would be divided with a brat who wasn't even born. This deeply upset her.
"Alysanne, what would you do if a brother of yours betrayed you?" Daenerys asked with a smile. She wanted to see if Aenar's heiress was really as suitable as Aenar always said. If Alysanne was not suitable, the title of heir would fall to her son, Aegon.
If Aegon were the heir, he wouldn't betray the family, right?
Alysanne looked at her aunt and didn't hesitate to answer with a still animated, but somewhat frightening tone. "Isn't it obvious? Just kill him."
As long as she could remember, Alysanne was taught that her daughter was important and traitors should be killed, regardless of their status or blood relation to the person. Only the purest indifference can make the human mind choose the best option for survival.
A smile appeared on Daenerys' lips; she caressed her belly and whispered to the still gestating fetus. "What a pity, it seems you have no chance of being heir, Aegon."
Now, she truly believed that Alysanne was the perfect heiress for Aenar. The girl could control her own feelings to the point of being indifferent while judging and making decisions.
Compared to her son, who would betray the family for a useless title and a stupid throne under the seduction of the ruinous powers of chaos, Alysanne was truly much more suitable, as she would never be influenced by the forces of chaos.
Caressing her daughter's head, Aenar said with an amused smile, but still educated his daughter. "Dead people are worthless; use traitors before discarding them."
"I know, Daddy." Alysanne nodded her head and did not refute his words. She engraved those words and decided in the future to study them along with the other lessons her father had previously taught her.
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