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It was night time and it was very cold in King's Landing. Aerys ran up to his bed and visenys chuckled before tugging her son in bed
"big boy bed now, yeah?" visenys chuckled making aerys giggle as well
Tonight is the night where otto will try to kill her precious first born, Aenor. Her and Daemon had made plans to prevent it, they've figured that this is finally the time to put an end to Otto.
"mother, i want you to read me a bed time story" aerys whined as he snuggled on his pillow
"baby its too late for that, i need you to be asleep especially since you have morning class tomorrow" visenys said lightly as she kissed aerys's forehead
"mommy pleaseee" he whined making visenys sigh
if there's one thing that makes visenys weak is saying 'no' to her precious children
"fine, but a short one, yeah?" visenys rolled her eyes sarcastically and aerys smiled, knowing he had won again.
"what story do you want??" visenys finally asks
"i want to know..how does it feel like giving birth to me, mommy?" aerys asks, visenys raised an eyebrow
"father told me you almost died" said aerys in a low tone
oh of course daemon.
"i think its a little to mature for you, darling" visenys shakes her head
"no no! i wanna know! what have i not seen? i've seen a crushed head, intestines getting pulled out, eyeballs getting chocked out—" aerys spoke
"your father has been letting you see those??!" visenys asks in disbelief
"well—" aerys smiled nervously
"please mommy, i need to know" aerys whined again
oh, she's definitely going to kill daemon later.
"fine, alright alright"
— 10 YEARS AGO | HARENHALL—
"PUSH PRINCESS!!" the midwife spoke in an encouraging tone and visenys lets out a painful scream
"how is my wife doing?!" daemon stood outside the room and asks in a stern tone as he faced the maester
"my prince, the princess is.. having a hard time, there might be chance where you wife or the baby might not survive. My suggestion is that we cut your wife's womb—" the maester got cut off by daemon's hand finding it's way to his neck, clearly choking him
"you dare suggest such thing for my wife??" daemon asks in a threatening tone
"cut her up and i'll cut your dick off" daemon spoke harshly as the maester stared at him with fear, his neck is slightly getting purple due to the pressure
