"This is your family, even if they are dead souls, they are still your family, my lovely princess." Aenar to Alysanne, who finally met her ancestors.
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It was the first time Aenar had walked through King's Landing in three years. His enormous body, almost three meters tall, towered over people like a true giant.
He held Alysanne in his arms as he looked at the people with a calm gaze; there was a trace of relief deep in his eyes, especially after seeing all these people were healthy with no signs of malnutrition.
"Father, they are kneeling." Alysanne commented with a curious tone. She thought it was normal for servants to kneel to her, but she didn't imagine that even commoners would kneel before her.
Furthermore, she found these people strange; they knelt and began to murmur sacred chants as if praying. This was extremely strange in the eyes of the little Targaryen princess.
Aenar looked at all this calmly; in Volantis, people were even more radical and fanatical. The people in Westeros were still considered common compared to the fanatics of the free city.
"You are a goddess, of course they are kneeling." Aenar said with a gentle tone as he taught his daughter. The more Alysanne learned the truth of the world, the more he could focus on guiding the Imperium of Humanity without worrying about palatial and governmental matters.
"What is a goddess?" Alysanne asked curiously, her sweet and childish tone strongly resembling her mother, Visenya.
"A being adored by people." Aenar said with a calm tone. "As a goddess of my Golden Lineage, you must repay their prayers by making a better and glorious future so that these same people can live with dignity."
Although Alysanne didn't quite understand her father's explanation, she understood that she had a great duty to her people. "Don't worry, Daddy. I'm going to be the best Goddess ever!"
Hearing his daughter's animated and sweet tone, a smile appeared on Aenar's lips. Even the enormous weight on his shoulders of serving as a battery and enduring the burden of seeing the future seemed infinitely lighter at that moment.
"I know you will be a great goddess." Aenar kissed Alysanne's forehead tenderly and said with a gentle tone. He was not alone and had a family that would help him on this golden path full of thorns and sharp stones.
Alysanne let out a sweet laugh and loved every moment she was spending with her father. If she had known that the days would be like this, she would have looked for her father a long time ago.
"Let's eat something." Locating a food stall on the street, Aenar said with a gentle tone. Alysanne nodded her head and showed an excited look. Although she had run away a few times, she had never been past the Red Keep, so it was the first time she had seen King's Landing in its entirety.
"Two bowls of soup." Aenar said to the stall owner, who was kneeling, trembling with emotion.
"Yes, my God." The old man stood up and quickly served two bowls to Aenar and Alysanne. He stepped back and looked at the scene with a look full of adoration and reverence.
Although Aenar's appearance was unknown, the characteristics of House Targaryen were too evident. Since he was the only man of House Targaryen, everyone knew who the enormous man before them was.
Aenar's extreme beauty and enormous body satisfied all the imagination everyone had of the God Emperor of Humanity. He looked like a true god, grand and full of power capable of protecting humanity from evil gods and terrifying monsters.
Aenar looked at the soup and saw that it was a thick broth with spices and little or no meat. He was not surprised by this. Cattle, chickens, and other animals were practically extinct from the continent. Only powerful nobles could have access to enough food to raise such animals.
The taste was acceptable and the warm feeling was good for dispelling the chill, so Aenar ate calmly. However, seeing Alysanne eating with a happy look on her face, Aenar knew that the girl was enjoying their surprise trip and could find anything tasty.
After all, Alysanne was a princess; she always wore the best dress, ate the best food, and had the best teachers. How could she eat such food with a happy look? The girl was obviously happy about the trip she was having with her father.
"Aly, tonight, I'm going to take you to visit some people I hold dear." Aenar said, after finishing eating. He had long wanted to introduce Alysanne to Visenya, Rhaenys, and Lyanna.
Alysanne blinked her big eyes and was confused, but nodded her head with an even happier look, obviously glad to spend more time with her father.
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At night, Nexus of Time and Space.
Dragonstone.
Seeing the enormous castle, which looked more like a stone dragon, Alysanne's eyes showed a shocked look. As Aenar's Heiress, she held the title of Princess of Dragonstone; it was her fief.
So, she knew about the castle, but it was the first time she had seen it in person, even if it was just a projection from Aenar's mind.
"Is this whole castle mine?" Alysanne asked with an excited tone.
Aenar let out a low laugh, seeing how excited she was to have a mere castle. "My lovely princess, the entire continent is yours, all cities, castles, and people are yours. Not only the castle is yours, my Imperium is yours."
Alysanne didn't know it, but the entire Known Universe was hers. She was different from Aenar, who had to build a galactic Imperium from scratch; she already had an Imperium when Aenar got tired of everything.
Unfair. It was completely unfair, but life is never fair. Some are born in Rome, others are born in some random country. Luck plays a fundamental role; you can only lament that luck has its favorites.
Alysanne blinked a few times, looking at her father with a confused expression. For the first time in her life, she understood the meaning of the title of heiress; she would inherit everything from her father.
However, Alysanne was not as happy as Aenar imagined, which sparked a flicker of curiosity in him. "Is something bothering you, my princess?"
"After hearing Daddy, I can feel an enormous weight on my shoulders." Alysanne replied with a somewhat confused and uncertain tone. Happy? She was happy, but she felt she should be a great person to inherit her father's things.
Aenar smiled, hearing Alysanne's doubts. If you want to be king, you must bear the weight of the crown. Alysanne was feeling exactly what he felt when he was six years old, worried and sad about all the deaths he would commit in the future.
However, like him, Alysanne was a strong girl and would get used to this weight on her shoulders, for she was his daughter. "Don't think too much; in the future, you will understand."
"Now let's find your relatives." Aenar said with a smile as he walked with Alysanne in his arms. He was eager to see Lyanna's expression when she saw that she was a grandmother.
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Inside the castle, Queen Rhaenys I Targaryen lay on the soft cushion while drinking wine with an expression of pleasure. She loved this life, and for her, she would live in parties.
"It was because of that attitude that everyone became suspicious if Aenys was really Aegon's son." Visenya commented with a sarcastic tone, seeing her younger sister's hedonism.
Rhaenys didn't seem bothered by the sarcasm and said nonchalantly. "These nobles just wanted you and me out of the way so they could marry their daughters to Aegon. Bunch of filthy hyenas."
Visenya knew Rhaenys was right. At the beginning of the dynasty, people were still against marriage between brothers and sisters. Especially the Faith of the Seven, who had always been the greatest enemy of House Targaryen.
"They framed me as unfaithful and framed you, calling you a witch who dabbles in blood magic." Rhaenys said with an amused tone; she looked at her older sister and added. "Of course, when it comes to blood magic, they were correct."
Visenya had always dabbled in blood magic. It was her hobby, and she wouldn't stop because of some slanderous rumors. Especially coming from the Faith of the Seven.
"If Aenys had accepted my proposal to burn Oldtown, many things could have been resolved." Visenya said with a dissatisfied tone. When did House Targaryen need to be afraid of anyone?
Although House Targaryen was a weak house compared to the other Forty Houses of Dragon Lord, it was weak against these houses, but compared to the world, House Targaryen was still a powerful force that could reduce a city in a few minutes.
"That would have saved me a lot of trouble, my queen." Hearing the calm, powerful, and regal voice, everyone's eyes focused on the giant who appeared in the room.
Rhaenys, who was drinking wine, spat out what she was drinking and looked incredulously only at Aenar's enormous size.
"By Meraxes, what in the gods' names are you eating to grow so much?" She asked with an incredulous and shocked tone. Aenar's height was truly extraordinary, a true giant.
"Aenar!!!" Ignoring Rhaenys' question, Lyanna quickly advanced and hugged Aenar with joy. However, she soon realized how small she was compared to her son.
The sixteen-year-old girl showed a confused expression and doubted that such a giant came out of her...
However, Lyanna's gray eyes soon met a pair of purple eyes staring at him with a curious and innocent look.
Receding, Lyanna finally saw an extremely adorable girl looking at her. Opening her mouth, she finally understood that it was the girl.
"I'm a grandmother!!!" She exclaimed with a desperate and pained tone. She was only sixteen years old and was already a grandmother; what cruel fate was this!?
Hearing Lyanna's exclamation, everyone's eyes focused on the small figure in Aenar's arms.
Visenya I, Rhaenys I, Alysanne I, and Jaehaerys I looked at the child with gentle eyes. It was the first Targaryen in almost two decades. For a royal family, this was something terrible, showing that there were few members.
Placing Alysanne on the ground, Aenar introduced the girl with a proud tone, as any father or mother would do when introducing their children to relatives. "This is my heiress, Alysanne of House Targaryen."
"So cute!!!" Lyanna seemed to stop caring about being a grandmother so soon and hugged Alysanne with a look full of love and tenderness. She had never seen anyone so cute in her life; she looked like a doll, so beautiful and awesome the girl was.
Alysanne was shocked; it was the first time someone she didn't know hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Looking at her father for help, but she was sad to know that she was ignored
"Who are you?" Alysanne asked with a genuinely confused tone. She had never seen such a woman in her life, much less knew of her existence.
"Fufufu!" Lyanna moved away from Alysanne, put her hands on her hips, and spoke proudly. "I am Lyanna Stark, your incredible, wonderful, and powerful grandmother!"
However, she was disappointed to see her granddaughter's unimpressed expression.
"You seem weak... how can you be incredible, wonderful, and powerful...?" Alysanne whispered with a skeptical tone, but everyone heard it very clearly, especially Lyanna, who seemed to feel an arrow pierce her heart.
Aenar did not suppress his laughter and began to laugh as he looked amusedly at his daughter. It was normal for Alysanne to think that way; she saw every day big and powerful people like her mother, aunts, and grandmother, and the powerful Astartes, as well as the Primarchs.
Compared to these people, Lyanna, who was small, delicate, and fragile, was really associated with the word incredible and powerful.
"Stop laughing, you bad boy." Lyanna said with an irritated tone and gently patted her son's belly, although even if she used all her strength, she would hardly hurt Aenar.
Everyone started pinching Alysanne's cheeks as they greeted the adored girl. Even the cold and indifferent Jaehaerys couldn't resist and affectionately stroked the hair of the girl who had the same name as his wife.
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