Chapter 11 - The two faces

(Rhaenys pov)

Laying across the chair, I looked out at the veranda overlooking the beautiful garden of the castle, as well as the vibrant red leaves of the Weirwood tree, that danced with the wind. The shadow of a beast, brought shade many times, my body standing as I move towards the balcony. My hair blew lightly as I looked to the sky, seeing Fortassax circle the keep.

"It seems even you, haven't forgotten the memories of this place, Fortassax.." Hearing a few of her familiar screeches, I leaned forward, talking to myself as I took in the air.

"Du-te, va fi bine.. Fortassax.." I spoke words taught to me by Keth, hoping to calm her, but I didn't truly expect them to reach her ear. The words flowed from my mouth like water, carried by the wind.

Fortassax suddenly dived down to the keep, her belly almost touching its walls before arching up, moving into the distance with great speed. 'Good girl..' I did not know if it was my words, but I praised her within my mind, the panic I had seen in the maid's eyes, I could tell everyone was growing worried over Fortassax's presents.

"Move.." while in deep thought, I could hear voices, and a loud commotion outside my chamber, hearing a familiar voice.

"Lady Rhaenys velaryon, is resting at the moment Prince Maliketh, she does not wish for anyone to disturb her at this moment.." I could hear my guards speak back to him, his voice raised as he denied Keth.

"I have a formal engagement with your lady, she is expecting me.. So again, move.." keth said, hearing his voice, I moved to put on a more formal dress as quickly as possible.

"I will not tell you again prince Keth! touch the door again, and you'll lose that hand.." The guard said, his voice overbearing as he yelled lightly.

"You've barely left the suckling of your mother's tit.." Keth said laughing, my hand clipping what buttons I could as I knew this tone. "Touch your sword hilts again.. go on.." Keth's playful voice said as I heard steps, then a louder commotion, as I speed to the door In quick steps as I opened it.

"That is enough Prince Maliketh,or do you plan to disregard my presents?" My mouth moved, holding the door as I looked on with relieved eyes.

Keth stood there calmly, his white hair a mess, he held one of the men's sword hilts, keeping him from drawing it, while pressing his body into the wall, and with his other hand, he held his Warhammer. The flat of its head pressed into the other guards neck that sat at the opposite side of the door.

"They were merely doing as I ordered, my mind lost in thought, I had forgotten your need to talk to my lord husband." I said, my eyes looking into his own as he looked over my body, my hand resting on his that held the Warhammer, pressing it lightly.

"Forgive my rashness, lady Rhaenys, it was I who acted out, I did not mean to disregard you.." Keth said, his eyes smiling at me, his lips parting as he slowly put down his weapon, and let go of the young guard he was pressing.

"It is fine Prince Keth, The matter is nothing more than a misunderstanding, I will not take your actions to heart. Come then, let us wait for my lord husband together. It has been some time since last we spoke.." My voice was clear and calm as if to match his, gesturing to him as he placed his hammer back.

(slight r-18)

*sfx door closing

"Was there truly a need for.. ah.. Keth.." Walking inside, I spoke moving within the large room to a chair adjacent to the bed. My words cut short, my body being made to bend over the bed as Keth hands lifted the back of my dress.

"I think it best to have better guards, least of all ones still wet with a sword." He said, his voice next to my ear, his mouth biting my neck as it sent shivers down my spine.

"Mmm.. That is not it.. mmm, tell me, uhh, what has you so angry my love." I tried to speak, I could tell he was angry, the way he vented his anger in a faint of lust on me. Only to have my garden played with, my legs shaking as a hand was pressed into my back.

"Nothing, it seems you thought I forgot about your punishment.." Keth said, pulling the buttons from the back of my dress apart, his lips slowly kissing down my spine as my garden grew ever hotter.

"Mmm.. we mustn't, Mmmm.." Even as I said these words, the honeyed addiction of pleasure rushed through my body, feeling the heat within my body grow as he leaned over me, pulling a pillow to us as he kissed my earlobe.

"Just bite down my love.." His words were strong, his hands dexterous as they play with the heat in my body, my eyes barely able to look back as I saw the pillow placed in front of me. "Or don't, I guess it would be more of a thrill." His words fell as I felt him fill every inch of me, my mouth latching onto the pillow, trying to silence the moan that threatened to escape my lips.

"See.. doing as your told could also bring great pleasure.." kissing my neck, his hands gripped my body, sending a wave of venomous pleasure into my veins, my legs trembling as I could feel water rush from my garden as he used me as he wished.

(Corlys pov)

The talks of Otto and the king went round and round, trying to figure out how to best deal with Keth, but Viserys was adamant about his decision to allow his brother to stay until the tournament was over. My mind seemed to block out the noise, not worried about the matter, my hand closing many times as I looked at the sack on the floor between my legs. The blood caked, running along the ground, pooling next to my foot as I looked at the bashed in skulls of the crabfeeders.

'What need would he have to attack the crabfeeders in my stead? And why invole himself In the matter? Last I was informed he was in dorne, the to the lands of essos, and the burning of rebelling houses In the north, in service to his brother to help the starks.' My mind thought, no matter what I came up with, him doing this was out if character, and I knew he was not a man that would do so out of the love of his heart.

My mind fell into place only for a thorn to worm its way into my heart, while it might be him doing as he wishes, or in order to get my favor once more, I could not shake the fact something had moved him, and it was clearly not the king.

'Rhaenys.. what have you done, what favor have you given to that man for this.' my mind denied it many times, I felt the guilt from questioning my wife's loyalty, but it is something that has bothered me greatly, since the first time I let him and Fortassax rest at my home.

"My king, and lords.. if that is all, I will excuse myself.." My thoughts came to a head, my words cutting off others as King Viserys looked at me in shock, but still nodded all the same.

My hand reached down to grab the bloody sack as I bowed lightly. "Your grace." I left these words as I moved towards the chamber door, my guards waiting as I placed the sack in one of the knight's hands.

The halls seemed to echo, with each step, It felt like the walls were closing in, crushing and suffocating me. The hall was endless it seems, as my mind thought back on many things, the echoing ringing around me. My body unaware of how long, or how great a distance I traveled until two knights bowed to me.

"Lord Corlys.." The knights said, as I waved my hand, not caring about idol chatter at this moment, my hand opening the door slightly.

*haha

My ears heard the laugh of women, my face stern as I walked in, my eyes locking onto my wife, Rhaenys, sitting in a chair near the balcony, watching her stand.

"Corlys.. finally.." She Said my name sweetly, coming up to me as she embraced me, kissing me on the cheek.

"Rhaenys, I thought I heard a man's voice, what Is going on?" Letting her out of my embrace, I spoke, confused as I looked at the maid sitting on the back of the chair.

"It was me lord Corly, sorry for interrupting, you see I couldn't talk to you about your growing problem.. no without a cunt trying to infere in the matter." From the chair, I heard a voice as I was led around the chair by Rhaenys, my eyes looking down as Keth tilted his head, his hair being cleaned carefully by the maid with a bowl of water.

"Prince Maliketh, I understand. And it would seem I owe you a favor, but shall we start with a drink." My heart tried to calm as I spoke, giving Rhaenys a look as a maid brought wine, my body sitting in the chair across from keth. Our eyes meeting as each of us took of the wine.

"Now, tell me what you truly want, Prince Maliketh.."