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House of The Dragon-The Beauty, The Bold, and The Black Dread: Chapter 121: Inevitable
🕑 Added 2025-03-19 23:38:42 +0000 UTC(Third Person POV)
[Several Weeks Later]
After the news of Helaena Targaryen being with child, The Royal Family held a quick ceremony in The Red Keep that was witnessed by the court and those who serve the Faith.
The Heir, Baelon Targaryen was to take a second wife in Rhaenyra Targaryen, his elder sister. This was inevitable, as stated by King Viserys. According to the Grand Septon, the Trial by Seven was the test that Baelon passed, being given the blessing by the gods.
There was no doubt in those who attended; this was a first and considering that the Faith did not allow such things. There was nothing but hesitance in those who were witnessing the ceremony, including Baelon himself, who had clearly not wanted this.
Princess Rhaenyra had a neutral look on her face, her eyes devoid of emotion as the ceremony took place. While both of them were in front of the Septon, Helaena stood a couple of feet from Baelon, watching this go on with a somewhat calm look on her face. She understood that Baelon did not want any of this and was eager to get it over with.
While the ceremony passed, there was nothing but an air of tension. Those in attendance were silent and merely watched. Nobody could speak up out of protest as they were sure that Baelon would do something about it.
King Viserys was adamant about this decision and had shut down several secret requests by several members of the court to find another way. Those who brought said requests up only did so because many Lords of the realm would eventually have something to say about it. He had put his foot down on his decision and even told them that Baelon himself would speak to those who had an issue with it.
The King knew that his son wanted nothing more than to return to Dragonstone and wait for his child's birth quietly, without the sound of controversy or scandals.
However, nobody in the Sept was aware of what Baelon had gone through not too long ago. Everyone, including Helaena herself, were ignorant of what had happened when Baelon met with the two dragonseeds from Essos, who quickly left the country right after their meeting.
In fact, Baelon himself was not aware of what had truly happened.
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"What now?" Daemon asked Baelon as he leaned on his seat, "You are to go back to Dragonstone?"
Baelon was sitting on the edge of his seat, his head hung down, "Yes." I said, "I want Helaena to stay in the castle until the child comes. I will have the island reinforced, ensure that no dangers come."
"Worry not." Daemon said, "Laena and I will make occasional visits."
"Thank you, Uncle." Baelon said as he had his face in his hands, "It is....I do not know how to process all of this...."
"Two wives...." Daemon said with a chuckle, "Who would have thought? The only reason that it is even possible is because of your Dragon."
"So everyone says..." Baelon replied
"I must ask you." Daemon said, "All those times you kept claiming that you were chosen by the gods, how your birth was pivotal to Balerion's return to glory.....do you believe in what you said?"
"I....." Baelon started, "No....not fully....."
"You are not wrong, however." Daemon said, "You are truly chosen by the gods. Why else would these cunts of the Faith allow this to happen? Maegor was barely allowed, resentment was kept against him, however.....and Aegon I was already married when he became the King."
"Resentment...." Baelon said, "That is what I worry will come with this. And another issue arises."
"Relax." Daemon told his nephew, "You are to be a father, just wait for that to happen and worry about all of this after you enjoy your time."
Baelon sighed and straightened up, looking up at the ceiling of the room they were in, "What am I supposed to do?" I said, "I cannot bring myself to consummate this marriage."
"Then don't." Daemon said, "It is merely to keep appearances. Whatever you do is your business. You already have a wife, one that you love deeply."
"Right...." Baelon said
Daemon stood up and walked over to him, patting him in the shoulder, "There is so much to look forward from now on, Nephew." He said, "Don't concern yourself with the details, just go along with things."
"If you say so." Baelon said, "I just....I have a bad feeling....about all of this..."
"What do you mean?" Daemon asked
Baelon frowned as if he was trying to remember something, focusing hard on what seemed like a hazy memory.
"I...." He started, "I do not know...."
"Hm...." Daemon said, "Is Rhaenyra going to Dragonstone with you?"
"I suppose she will...." Baelon told him as he leaned back, "Why do you ask?"
"I suggest she does." Daemon said as he stepped away
"I do not wish for people to speak." Baelon said, "They will get the wrong idea, that I was being unfaithful to Helaena....he had already stirred that pot.....and I do not want others to do the same."
"Let them talk." Daemon said, "We will deal with things the way we do. You know that."
"Right..." Baelon said
"I will take my leave, Baelon." Daemon said as he began to walk away, "Good fortune to you and this new situation you've gotten yourself in."
As he left the room, Baelon could not help but just stare blankly at the wall.
After a few seconds, he scowled, "This was not my idea......"
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[Essos]
Erys was sitting down in a table, drinking water from a cup, "Seems that Baelon Targaryen made his choice, sister." He said, "What is your response?"
He looked over at the couch where Gael laid, being massaged by several servant girls. She had a calm and relaxed look on her face as she gave a suggestive stare at her brother.
"Varos will rebuild our forces." She said, "It might take years, like he said.....and then we will make a move....there is so much potential.....in the blood of the Sea Snake...."
"You wish to recruit them?" Erys asked, "I can arrange that."
"Arrange all you want.." a voice said, "I only wish to be set loose on the Westerosi....to cut through their armor and remove their limbs one by one.....it will be a magnificent sight.....I will rain their homes with blood and after I am finished, I will relish in the sea of red that I have left them."
They both turned to look at their brother, the man with long hair who was tending to a Valyrian Steel Greatsword in the corner of the room.
"You can be an annoying cunt." Erys said, "You know that, right?"
The Man looked at him, "I am a Warrior. All I care for is the glory of battle." He said, "Baelon Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, I care not who it is! Say the word and I will cleave all of them in half! Trevor Celtigar was weak. Our brothers were weak. All they care is about vengeance, dragons, and stupid thrones. This life exists only for the strong."
He stood up and planted his sword on the ground, cutting through the wood.
Gael frowned, "We are guests here." She said, "Do not damage anything."
"I care not for anything these fools say to me." He said seriously, "For my name is The Cruel....When the time comes, I will remove Baelon, The Bold's head and I will claim Glory....."
"I am Maegor, son of Saera!!!"
