Chapter 5 - Must part

(Mc pov)

'Everything changed, from the time I came to this world, until now, I never thought I would make it this far.' Darkness filled every inch of my vision, and my eyes slowly adjusted to the world around me, my eyes focused on the bluish-green scales of Fortassax's wing above me.

'Yet here I find myself, watching the world as I wreaked havoc in the name of my brother, what a great contrast to my former self.' My hand lifted, bringing it to my face as I thought about my old self. 'But now I must move with actual meaning for the events about to unfold.' my mind continued to work, feeling the weight pressed on my chest and arm.

My face moved, reaching my head down as I kissed the top of Rhaenys head. 'And this is yet another unexpected turn of events.' Leaning back to the ground once more, as I reached my hand out to caress her face.

'I would be lying if I said this is what I wanted, meeting her and falling in love, even though at first I only wanted a powerful pawn, she actually wormed her way into my heart.' I thought, my mind going back to long ago, when I had corrupted Rhaenys heart.

The sounds of the ocean splashing against the shore, its calming waves ringing in my ears as they brought peace to my thinking mind. My body moved Rhaenys head off my chest, sliding my arm from under her neck. My body leaning up as I kissed her forehead, seeing a smile come to her lips. Getting up as I move out of the darkness, and onto the shore once more.

"This world is about to go to shit, even more so than It already is. yet I don't know who I should side with.." My voice was low, and my body relaxed as I reached down, picking up a handful of sand as it fell between my fingers. 'I have no desire for the throne or the game, different from lord Hightower, all he wishes is for the throne.' looking at the sand fall, I shook my head lightly, thinking about many things still wondering what I should do next.

"Otta Is a madman who only wishes for his blood to sit on the throne, mostly because he can't do it himself, Daemon.. fuck, it doesn't sound so bad but.. no, maybe his children if one shows promise, his want for power is too great." Walking to the smooth rocks of the shore, I picked up a handful, skipping them across the seawater, the ripples becoming a mess as small waves crashed together.

"Maybe I should stand alone, and put Rhaenys, my future wife on the throne? but would she want it?" Letting the last rock go, I looked to the moon, trying to figure out something I thought about all these years.

*Low Screeching

"Calm down girl, lest you wake my queen.." Hearing Fortassax as she brought her large head down to me, pressing her head next to my body, while her large orangish-red eye looked into my own eyes. "what do you think I should do girl? I have no want for the throne or the game, and most.. are unsuited to rule. I don't even want to talk about Rhaenyra, people are not blind, even if Viserys wants to act like they are, her first children have black fucking hair with pale skin, with a 'husband' that has white hair, and tanned skin. truly ridiculous.." I couldn't help but laugh at the mess of stupidity that was about to happen.

The moon's light reflected, shining on Fortassax as she looked at me, her head allowing me to lean for a moment before pushing me lightly. Her head pointed to the woman under her massive wing. Her mouth opened as her throat moved, like she was trying to talk. "What is it girl?" I couldn't help but ask, Fortassax was far brighter than most dragons but also easier to anger.

Her hanging neck flared as she looked at Rhaenys once more. "My child? is that it Fortassax?" seeing her shake her neck as she turned her head away, I knew that was her answer.

"Should I? do I even wish to put my child through this game.. maybe. They will have problems already, having my blood." My words fell as I dragged my hand across Fortassax's chin, a purr came from her throat as I walked forward slightly. My hand reaching down as I pick up my mace.

"Hopefully they do not inherit my madness, *sigh.." Sighing I walk to the water, dipping the mace in the sea, cleaning it as I watched it shine under the moon.

"Here you are, trapped in your mind instead of sleeping." Holding my mace up, I heard a sweet voice as arms wrapped my midsection, feeling Rhaenys press her head into my back as she spoke.

"I don't sleep much, you know that much. There is very little sleep to be had on the battlefield." Looking up to the sky, I spoke in an understanding tone.

"This is not the battlefield, you are home, even more so.. you are with me. Tell me what is on your mind?" Rhaenys spoke, she was always good at reading me most of the time, her words full of concern as she always was about me.

"it is nothing, the world is changing and even more so than everything that has already happened. Viserys acts like a fool, acting more like a puppet, even ignoring the threat of the Triarchy. Given how important the stepstones are, putting it off until now is foolish even for him." I said, gripping my mace, I knew it was not only my brothers foolishness, but because my woman also shared her worries about the matter.

"Viserys is anything but foolish.. but he would rather rule in peace, waiting until the only choice is to do something, hoping to keep his rule peaceful even with the growing conflict," Rhaenys said, looking into my eyes as I turned around. "I am grateful for your anger, you did so because of my concern." she continued feeling me kiss her forehead as I smiled lightly.

"I hope you let me know how grateful later.. but still I will not act like I had no other agenda. Having Lord Corlys Velaryon owe me a favor, also has its appeal." I said, yet I couldn't help but smirk at her face that seemed understanding but annoyed.

"So it was not just concern for your lover, what need of a favor do you need from Corlys?" Stepping back as she spoke, her face calm as she questioned me.

"It will matter later, but I want to know, how are you here? As cautious as he is about your safety and with his ever-growing suspicion of you. How did you manage to free yourself from his watchful eye." I asked, not understanding how Corlys would allow it, especially when it was almost a year since he hadn't seen her when they first started this relationship. He was not foolish, from the very beginning he showed signs of worry.

"With his growing concerns about the crabfeeders and the problem of the stepstones, he has chosen to try and appeal to Viserys once more, about dealing with the growing thorn in his side." Rhaenys spoke, and I smiled, it seemed she had snuck off like a young teenager in love.

"So the great queen of Driftmark, snuck away from her castle to see me, for me to even move a Queen's heart, I must be rather special." I laughed lightly, looking at her face remain serious as I tilted my head as if posing, causing a little laugh to escape her lips.

"A queen has no need to do such things, I merely changed my mind about joining him, well a few days after he left," Rhaenys said, sweeping her hand elegantly as she spoke, as if she was not worried about how cunning she had tried to be.

"You are still finding ways to move me, even now." Looking out to the ocean, I could see the crest of the sun, watching the far sky mixing with red, golden, and black of the sky. Walking behind her as I held my arms around her stomach, her body leaning into me as she melted almost.

"Oh how I wish the world would stop, so we could continue this moment. But just like the sun, it is time to continue once more." she said, while feeling me place my chin on her head. Her hand reaching for my face as she caressed my lips gently.

"It would seems so, just let me stay like this for but a moment.. before we must part." My words faded as the shore grew distant, her head turning to kiss me as the splashes of the ocean remained forever constant.