Chapter 18: To Dragonstone
(Third Person POV)
Aemon walked out of his wife's chambers, buttoning up his shirt after being intimate with her.
"Whatever got into her..." He said as he moved some hair out of his face, "It seems she had been waiting for this..."
He took a single step forth and then was suddenly pushed against the wall.
"Hello, Aemon." Drakken said as he grabbed him by the throat, a smirk on his face, "Had fun fucking your wife?"
Aemon widened his eyes, "W-what?"
Drakken clutched his throat, "Shut up."
His throat glowed bright red as Aemon felt some of his energy being drained. He clutched onto Drakken's arm as he leaned forwards.
"Yes...." Drakken said, "As expected...hormonal responses causes your magic to become potent..."
After a few more seconds, Drakken let go of Aemon and the Prince collapsed to the ground, coughing and gasping for air.
"Aghh...." Aemon said
Drakken smirked as he stood above him, "Heh..." He said, "You seem to have had fun, eh? I'm glad..."
Aemon looked up at him, "W-What did you do to me?!" He exclaimed, "What are you doing here?!"
"I came to make a deal with your parents." Drakken said as his eyes glowed, "But for now, I wish to confirm some of my theories. The magic in your blood has gotten potent just as I expected. The feeling I get when draining....it's much more than adding power to me....there's a certain high to it.....I wonder what is the cause of that...."
Aemon leaned against the wall, rubbing his throat, "W-What....?" He said as he looked up at him
"Keep fucking your wife." Drakken turned around and walked away, "I hope she gives you lots and lots of children."
"I know it'll benefit me."
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[On a Ship on The Blackwater, The Next Day....]
(Drakken's POV)
"Do I have your word that you will not harm our Family?" Alysanne asked me as I stood at the front of the ship
I stared at the waves in front of me, seeing nothing but the sea ahead
"Sure." I said as I had my hands behind my back
I heard as she walked up next to me, "When I told you that I would give you anything, I did not expect you to ask for this." She said, "May I ask what you plan on doing?"
"You can ask. I won't answer." I said with a slight smirk
"Lord Baratheon has been sent a letter." She said, "On that end, things have been satiated."
I had been offered a ship to take me to Dragonstone and the Queen herself said she'll see me to the Island. To say that the King was not happy about it was an understatement but this woman claimed that she would not be harmed.
The way she pushed her limits was almost amusing.
"I don't care." I said, "Like I said, I could have dealt with him another way."
"Lord Drakken..." She said, "Have you ever ridden a dragon?"
I looked at her, "What?" I said with a raised eyebrow, "I'll pretend you did not say that."
She was wearing a blue dress, her hair neatly braided behind her, and she wore a bit of jewelry. To say that she wasn't a beauty would be a lie. She was indeed beautiful, even for a Human Queen. Well, why would I say that? I have met many Human Royalty that have been breathtaking and Alysanne Targaryen would be one of them.
"Is that a yes?" Alysanne said, "Then you would know the majesty it is to fly among the skies, to look at the ground beneath you. Dragons are magnificent creatures, I would appreciate it if you do not destroy ours."
I chuckled, "And what do I get in return?" I asked her, "If I spare your little creatures? Nothing. So do yourself a favor, Queen, keep quiet."
"A god must have a reason for doing things." Alysanne said, "And whatever your reason for all of this is, it involves our Dragons."
"Quite astute." I said with a smirk, "Let's leave it at that. As for your boy here, tell him he can stab me as much as he wants but it won't do him any good."
I glanced behind me, seeing her son, Prince Baelon, standing a few feet behind us with a serious scowl on his face.
"Please, do not incite a conflict with my son." She said
I turned to face Baelon as his glare pierced me, "So, tough guy." I said, ignoring Alysanne, "What do you want to do? You afraid I'll hurt your mommy?"
He took a single step forth, "You..."
"Baelon, stop it." Alysanne said, "Go get me a cup of wine, dear."
Baelon frowned and turned around, doing as he was told.
I looked up at the sky, seeing the clouds above us. There was a faint feeling of serenity, being in the sea. I don't know how to explain it, but it puts my mind at ease. After decades of constant fighting and destruction, nothing but chaos and ruin in the Scar-Kings' prison, I finally got out and ended up in this place.
I don't know if I should be glad or not.
But I do know this; I have more than enough time to do as I wish. If I am stuck, I should start a plan on how to spend my decades of life. Immortality isn't something one should take for granted, especially for a Dragon God.
"Say, Alysanne." I said as I looked at the Queen, "Have you thought of ditching your husband?"
She raised her eyebrow, "Pardon me?"
I smirked, "You know, become my woman." I said
She closed her eyes and shook her head, "I am the Queen." She said, "I cannot think of something so ridiculous. So please, refrain from saying things like that. I am faithful to my Husband to the bitter end and even beyond that."
"I see...." I said, "Divorce doesn't exist in this world, eh? The only way for a person to remarry is if their spouse is dead. Well, it wouldn't make sense if I kill your husband after sparing you two.....oh well, what can you do?"
"I am a Mother as well." Alysanne said, "Why would a 'god' like yourself want a used woman like me?"
I chuckled, "Used?" I said, "Don't be ridiculous, you are a woman still and significantly younger than me, so it matters not how many brats you've popped out."
"You look younger than me." She told me
"I'm not younger." I said as I leaned on the wooden railings, "I am a god after all. Youth is one of the perks of being one. Why would anyone choose to look their age should they be older?"
"That is a good question." Alysanne said
I looked at her, "I'll tell you one thing, Queen Alysanne." I told her with a smirk, "This deal doesn't last forever. So you tell your King that he can spend as much time as he wants, plotting and scheming against my doom and demise, it is not going to matter. I am telling you now; every week, I'll go to King's Landing, you won't see me, you won't hear me, but I'll be there. And I will drain the energy from your sons every time I am there."
"What?" She said with a surprised face, "Why would you-"
"Because I can." I cut her off with an imposing tone, "And that is what will happen."
"And you cannot do anything about it."