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Alicent was tired of Viserys and his attempts to get her and Princess Rhaenyra to get along, it was getting ridiculous.
She thought it was good that they had begun a small royal progress through the southern lands. It was a tradition that extended all the way back to Aegon the Conqueror. The subjects had to see what a good king Viserys was, and by extension, how good she was as Queen. But was it really necessary to have brought the whole family along?
Alicent believed that if she went, it would be normal for her children to accompany her, as she was not willing to be separated from them and leave them alone in King's Landing. Aegon had to be watched, and Helaena and Aemond were too special, they needed her attention. But her ? Of course, Viserys' excuse was "she's my heiress". And with that it was all settled, and Alicent could not object to the matter. But she had brought her two bastards with her. She couldn't understand why they hadn't been able to stay with their false father in the capital. Though she had an idea why, Ser Laenor would be alone to do his own thing and enjoy the company of young squires, or that new young friend he often hung around with. They were all a disgrace to House Targaryen and to the King.
They had all left with part of the court for their first stop, Highgarden. Of course, the trip was long and they could not do it all in one day, especially with so many people traveling, they would have to make stops. Many lords offered to host such a royal entourage, but the one who did so with such fervor, such that the King could not refuse, was Lord Beesbury. Besides, as a member of the Small Council, it would have been an offense not to accept. The problem? His castle was not exactly the most... substantial, so the space was cramped. The children had to share rooms, which Viserys thought was great. He didn't even have a room for the King and Queen to sleep separately, so the King came up with the most brilliant of ideas.
“No problem with that, the Queen and Princess can share a room, as they did when they were young girls.”
The King said, and was so pleased, while Alicent and Rhaenyra were taken aback, smiling with their lips while firmly denying such an emotion with their eyes. Did her husband really think that Rhaenyra and Alicent could share a room like when they were young, as if nothing had changed? He'd be lucky if he woke up and didn't end up a widower or one daughter short. But the two women said nothing, at least in front of everyone. Privately each tried to tell him how much she was against the decision. Rhaenyra would share the bed with one of her sons and leave the room to Alicent, while Alicent was willing to share the bed with her husband and leave the room to Rhaenyra if necessary. Viserys would listen to neither.
So Alicent lay in the room, which at least had two beds, staring at the ceiling unable to sleep. She had her eyes closed to pretend she was not awake in case Rhaenyra looked at her. She had been wise enough to go to bed first, and then realized it was a mistake, as she had forgotten that Rhaenyra was shameless. True, she had pretended to be asleep, but still. The Princess had dared to undress in front of her. Thus, without any modesty whatsoever, she had taken off her dress and remained naked.
Alicent froze for a moment, her cheeks lit up, and she felt a sudden warmth without knowing why. She closed her eyes tightly to put an end to all this nonsense. But Rhaenyra had one more surprise for her, Alicent expected to hear the sound of clothes against the Princess's body as she put on her bedclothes, but instead what she heard was Rhaenyra getting straight into bed. Alicent would have been in the perfect place to pass out, had Rhaenyra just climbed into bed naked? What was she thinking? The Princess had no shame or decorum whatsoever.
Rhaenyra should have refused her father from the beginning, or asked him for some changes about the trip. Going on a royal progress? Yes, but just the two of them. The king and his heiress, without Alicent. Because once she knew Alicent and her offspring were going, she wasn't going to be alone with so many Hightowers, so she took her own children. And the room was the last straw, although she was almost more amused to see Alicent about to explode than to think how bad it would be for herself.
Although it wasn't much fun to have those big eyes looking at her like the woman was going to..... stab her? It was hard to decipher what was behind her gaze, she was looking at her in a very intense way. So at bedtime, Rhaenyra had dallied and gone to the bedroom of her children. She wanted to check that they were well considering that they were sharing a room with Aegon and Aemond. Helaena was the luckiest of them all, she was the one who had gotten a room to herself, just like her father. By the time she got to her damn room, Alicent seemed asleep.
She stared at her for a few moments in fact. She looked so peaceful, with her eyes closed and her breathing relaxed, her lips were not tense, they were as Rhaenyra remembered them, full... and... voluminous. Her mind was calm enough to focus on her next task, which was to undress. With Alicent sound asleep she didn't have to go around hiding, so she took off her clothes in the middle of the room without a care in the world. The room was too heated for her liking. They had left the fireplace well fed all day, and at the moment it was too hot, so Rhaenyra opted not to wear anything and just sleep naked. In the morning she would pretend to be asleep until Alicent left and then she would get out of bed, there would be no problem.
Well, maybe there was a problem. Rhaenyra couldn't sleep. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was too nervous, too anxious to sleep. Perhaps she had grown accustomed to sleeping more alone than not all these years, and Alicent's breathing next to her made her nervous. Or maybe it was just the fact that it was her. Rhaenyra was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling with her hands on her stomach, but she tilted her head to look at Alicent. She appeared to be in the same position as Rhaenyra, but unlike the Princess, the Queen was sleeping peacefully. Rhaenyra bit her cheeks inwardly, feeling envious. Did she even have to do this better than her? Maybe she just missed her bed. She wasn't sure what her insomnia was due to, but she did know a trick that always helped her relax before sleep.
Without taking her eyes off Alicent in case she woke up or made any movement, Rhaenyra lifted her legs, resting her heels on the mattress, leaving her knees up, and began to run her hand down her belly. She let out a sigh through her nose as she began to caress the inside of her thighs, they were really tense from so much riding. Her gaze was still fixed on Alicent, she didn't quite know why, it was clear that the Queen was sleeping like a log. Perhaps she had drunk some wine before going to bed as she usually did in King's Landing. But Rhaenyra continued to watch as her hand passed over the vellus hair that protected her intimacy.
Alicent had her eyes closed but sleep still refused to come to her, especially since having her eyes shut had somehow enhanced the rest of her senses and she could now hear everything . She blamed Rhaenyra for her lack of sleep, of course. The Princess must be tossing and turning in bed or something, because she kept moving. Alicent could hear her body rubbing against the sheets so clear, as if she was inside that bed herself.
The Queen's eyes almost widened in disbelief at that thought, she certainly noticed how her cheeks grew hot from blushing. How had she thought something like that? Certainly being in this room wasn't doing her any good. She should pray, that was it. She should start reciting some passage from the Seven-Pointed Star, surely that would make her calm, relaxed and most importantly, blessed by the Gods. Surely they would reward her and bring her the peace of sleep.
Alicent was already on her way to the fourth God's prayer. She had asked the Father to be fair to her and her children. The Mother to care for them, the Maiden to protect the innocence of her sweet Helaena, and she was about to ask the Crone to guide her with her light when she began to hear strange noises . They weren't odd sounds per se, they were... deep breaths, yes that's what they were, they were like agitated breaths coming from Rhaenyra's bed. Could she be having a nightmare? Alicent was tempted to open her eyes and see what was going on, but no, that was what her next prayer was for. She prayed to the Warrior for strength to resist the temptation.
But the breaths continued, preventing Alicent from being able to concentrate. They had become steady gasps, the Queen was beginning to doubt that Rhaenyra was suffering from a nightmare, but something different, and that she was suffering at all. What kind of indecent dream was Rhaenyra having? Alicent was totally suffocated thinking about it, she was sure she didn't have those kind of dreams, she was too decent for that. But at the same time, she couldn't help but be curious. No, no. She... she had to devote herself to her prayers, she wasn't going to peek. She had prayed to the Crone, had she prayed to the Warrior yet? But then something happened that Alicent did not expect, Rhaenyra emitted a most... bewitching sound. Had Rhaenyra just moaned? Alicent couldn't be sure, she had never sounded like that...ever.
Alicent's own breathing became agitated, it was no longer her own face that felt hot with embarrassment, now she felt heat all over her body. The truth was, she didn't know that could happen. Her curiosity finally won out, she turned her head and peeked.
Rhaenyra felt quite naughty about what she was doing, and that added to her pleasure. She had to keep quiet while touching herself because Her Righteous Grace was in the bed next to her, and she couldn't wake her up moaning like a whore in a pleasure house. But it was all too exciting for her, she had to bite her lower lip several times to control herself, and let out a loud sigh through her nose.
So much thinking about having Alicent next to her made her mind wander, and imagining what would happen if Her Grace were to want to join her in bed. For wanting to meet Rhaenyra's body and explore it as she was doing right now herself with her own hands. A shiver ran through her body at the thought, biting her lip was not enough, and a moan emerged from her mouth at the thought of Alicent penetrating her with her fingers.
Alicent couldn't stop watching and at the same time wanted to stop watching. She was shocked, horrified and exci... no, NO. If her face was flushed, it was from sheer embarrassment. If her body was hot it was... it was from the fucking fireplace that had been burning all day. How could the Princess dare to do such a thing in her presence? Did she not know respect, modesty, honor? But what was she expecting, she was talking about Rhaenyra, of course she didn't know anything about those things. Well, Alicent was the Queen, and she was owed respect, she wasn't going to let her go on with.... with... with that shame. She threw off everything she had tucked herself in with great difficulty, and stood up to approach the bed. She had to say that the first few steps were steady, but as she got closer to Rhaenyra she slowed down, and observed more.
Her lips parted as her breathing became more agitated. Yes, she kept hearing that part in her mind telling her that what Rhaenyra was doing was wrong but... but on the other hand there was a certain curiosity in her. Watching Rhaenyra in that state was... hypnotic. She had never seen her like this... listened to her like this, without realizing it she had come to her bedside and just stared at her, silently.
Rhaenyra was coming to the best moment, and she didn't believe she was using Alicent for her imagination, so much time and so many things had passed between them.... But the situation they were in was really interesting, she wasn't going to deny it, so why not let herself go? The Queen was asleep, and no one would be hurt by dreaming about her while pleasuring herself. She opened her mouth, letting out a small moan. Shit, she had to control herself. She threw her head back, biting her lower lip again. It was already here, she could feel it. She licked her mouth, noticing a name in it, opened her eyes, and screamed, but not exactly from pleasure, but from the shock of finding Alicent watching her so closely. Startled, she moved on the bed, leaving her body outside the sheets. As she was naked, her breasts, her left leg and part of her pussy were exposed.
“By the Seven Hells, Alicent, what are you doing?” Rhaenyra put her hand to her forehead, trying to catch her breath from the fright, and from the exercise she had been doing.
Alicent was startled by Rhaenyra's own fright, she was so immersed in what the Princess was doing that she had fallen into a kind of trance. And to top it all off, Rhaenyra didn't even have the decency to cover herself up, there she was, showing off her generous breasts, her shapely leg and her... by the Gods. Alicent swallowed saliva, making an effort to raise her gaze up to the Princess's eyes. “What I am doing? Can you tell me what you are doing?”
Rhaenyra moved the sheet to cover her leg and what else of her lower body was uncovered since it was too exposed and the Queen might faint. She also bit her lip to hide her smile at Alicent's question, looked at her bare breasts and then at the Queen. “In my defense, I will say that I thought you were asleep.” At that moment Rhaenyra could not help but let out a small giggle.
Alicent's eyes widened in surprise and some anger at Rhaenyra's reaction. Was she mocking her? “You did not answer my question.” Alicent clutched the collar of her nightgown trying to look as dignified as possible, because Rhaenyra still had her breasts exposed. What was her problem?
Rhaenyra was still smirking because she found Alicent's attitude so amusing, but it began to fail her when she realized she meant it. “You don’t… You don’t know?” Rhaenyra asked incredulously. Alicent answered her with silence and that look of righteousness which she loved to put on, as if she were above everyone else. Rhaenyra covered her mouth to keep herself from smiling, this was serious. No woman trapped in a marriage should be in ignorance of self-pleasure. “I was... touching myself.”
“Where?” Alicent asked with a frown, obviously confused. Rhaenyra raised an eyebrow, and looked down, lower than her navel. “Oh… Ooooh…” Alicent first understood, and then she understood. She gasped in surprise, and put her hand to her mouth. “But Rhaenyra, that's a sin. That's something reserved only for your husband.” Alicent leaned toward her, as if just the mention of it was sinful as well.
Rhaenyra smiled, the truth was that Alicent now seemed adorable to her. She had always known that her leaning to the Faith would bring her no good, and here it was. “Well, it may be reserved for my husband.” Although the Princess thought Laenor had other interests than her pussy. “But that doesn't mean that if I need it, I can't give pleasure to myself. Am I hurting anyone with it?”
Alicent opened her mouth to protest, but she couldn't think of anything to say. And what Rhaenyra was saying had a certain logic to it, besides, considering the Princess was married to Laenor Velaryon she surely had to resort to such wiles quite often. “I suppose not.” Finally Alicent muttered, crossing her arms. Agreeing with Rhaenyra was something she didn't like to do, not anymore.
Rhaenyra patted her mattress so that Alicent would sit near her and they would stop talking with the inequality of the Queen standing and the Princess sitting. Alicent was reluctant, but finally sat down beside her, though on the edge of the bed, in case she had to move quickly, and because Rhaenyra was still more naked than dressed. “Am I to understand from your words, that you have never done such an... act ?”
Alicent looked at Rhaenyra as if she were insane. How dare she suggest that she would have committed such an act of sin? “Never.” She replied looking straight ahead, she was dignity made into a person. If it were not a sin, she would say that the Mother herself had been reincarnated in her.
Taking advantage of the fact that Alicent was not looking at her, Rhaenyra moved closer to her to whisper in her ear. “Then you don't know the excitement you're missing out on.”
Rhaenyra's breath brushed Alicent's neck as she could perfectly feel the shape of her breasts on her back. The Queen closed her eyes as her whole body momentarily trembled, when she opened them, she noticed that her hands were firmly gripping the mattress. What had happened to her? Her mind had clouded for an instant, she felt her cheeks burning and her mouth dry. “I... I wouldn't know how to do it anyway.” Alicent whispered without looking back, if she did, she was lost.
Rhaenyra leaned against the wall, totally relaxed, resting her hand on her belly. She listened to Alicent as she observed her back and any reaction from her body. She tilted her head to one side as she checked how tense her shoulders were, her posture was completely rigid. Was that Alicent's problem? Was that why she was uptight? Because deep down she needed to enjoy true pleasure? “I can teach you.” Rhaenyra said softly, without any implication.
Alicent gasped when she heard Rhaenyra's proposition. Was she mocking her again? The Queen began to pinch her fingers not knowing what to say or what to do. On the one hand, she felt a curiosity about this world that Rhaenyra wanted to show her, but on the other hand... her father's voice kept ringing in her head. Rhaenyra was her enemy, and one did not sleep with one's enemy. Especially not when it was a sin. “I…” Alicent opened her mouth, but no coherent words came out of it.
Rhaenyra sat up when she saw what Alicent was doing with her hands. No. She certainly wasn't going to be the cause of an anxiety attack. She slid down the bed until she was sitting on the edge next to Alicent, took her fingers to stop her hurting herself with one hand, and with the other grabbed her chin to look at her. “Alicent, calm down.” Rhaenyra asked her in a whisper. “It was just a suggestion, something I think it would do you good to know for yourself. But we don't have to do anything you don't want to do.” The Princess looked down at the joined hands. “I'm sorry for upsetting you, I won't do it again.”
Alicent was startled to feel Rhaenyra's hands on hers, she looked at them for a moment, remembering how as a young girl she always stopped her when she hurt herself. Then she had to meet her eyes and her words, why was it harder now than it was a few hours ago? She didn't understand why her heart at that moment was pounding harder. Rhaenyra withdrew her gaze from her, and then Alicent was again aware of the closeness of the Princess' body.
The heat she emitted, how smooth her skin looked, and her breasts... they were closer now, and for some reason, she again couldn't take her eyes off them. Now that they were there, she wanted to... touch them? “Rhaenyra…” Alicent wilted.
Rhaenyra looked up when she heard her name on Alicent's lips. What she didn't expect was to find her eyes on her own body. “Alicent?” Rhaenyra asked, confused.
Alicent had licked her lower lip without realizing it, she looked up at Rhaenyra, at her eyes, at her lips. Her heart was pounding, she could hear it in her own ears making her register nothing else, not even voices. Alicent sighed deeply before grabbing Rhaenyra by the shoulders and lunging for her lips. It wasn't a kiss filled with sweetness, it wasn't a gentle kiss. It was a desperate kiss, it was an impulsive, fiery kiss. Alicent crushed her lips against Rhaenyra's without giving the Princess time to react. She moved her right hand to the nape of Rhaenyra's neck and tangled her fingers in her long hair and pulled her in to deepen the kiss.
She wasn't very experienced at this, she didn't have any in fact, but she knew what she wanted. Her tongue parted Rhaenyra's lips and entered inside her mouth, tasting her completely. “Teach me.” She whispered against Rhaenyra's lips after she parted from them once she was pleased.
Rhaenyra was taken by surprise. She hadn't expected that reaction from Alicent at all, she hadn't expected that kiss. But did she pull away? No. This was for the Rhaenyra who lost her friend those years ago. She placed her hands on Alicent's back when she grabbed her hair and their tongues intertwined. If her mouth hadn't been full, she would have moaned. She barely had time to breathe as they parted and Alicent proceeded to take her breath away with her words. She hesitated for a moment, should they really do it? Wouldn't that change everything forever? But of course, to have those big eyes looking at her, those generous and now moist lips. It was all too tempting to say yes, it was she who was asking for it. And who could deny anything to the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms?
Rhaenyra took Alicent's hand and they moved to the center of the bed, with her sitting on her legs. “Emm… Well... first of all... you have to be... naked…”
“Oh… of course.” Alicent answered feeling a bit stupid, Rhaenyra was already naked, it was only logical that she should be too. She moved to grab the end of her nightgown and ended up pulling it off over her head, throwing it on the floor. Instinctively she brought her hands to her shoulders to cover herself.
Rhaenyra smiled at how sweet Alicent seemed to her, but her expression changed as soon as she was naked in front of her. It was hard enough for her not to gape. “By the Gods.”
“What?” Alicent began to look at her body with her cheeks completely flushed. Was there something wrong with her? It wasn't fair, she had given birth to four children, of course her body was not that of any young girl. Surely she had marks on her hips, and her belly wasn't so flat anymore. And her breasts weren't as incredible as Rhaenyra's, that's for sure.
“You are so beautiful.” Rhaenyra whispered, completely enchanted by Alicent's beauty. She had always found her face to be gorgeous, now she knew that her body was also very stunning. She wanted to do so many things, touch her, kiss her, lick her. But she didn't want to scare Alicent, she had to go slowly.
She didn't know if Rhaenyra was pulling her leg, or if she was being serious, but from the way she was looking at her… “Are you meaning this truly?” Alicent asked embarrassedly as if she were a fifteen-year-old girl again. Rhaenyra nodded, not only that, she took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I… Thank you…” She said shyly, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear and avoiding Rhaenyra's gaze. “I... I think you're the one who looks the most…” Alicent looked momentarily at Rhaenyra's body, in her mind she had one word, but through her lips came a more... demure one, “attractive.”
Rhaenyra smirked, the look Alicent gave her seemed to say more than that, but she accepted her words with a nod. “Come, lie down.” Rhaenyra asked Alicent, but she still held her hand, so she pulled her so that she lay on the mattress facing up. She could tell how Alicent was getting nervous, it was normal, she surely felt quite exposed. Rhaenyra lay on her side beside her, and stroked her arm to reassure Alicent. “It's simpler than you think. The only thing you need to do is to get aroused and for that you must touch yourself, preferably the parts of your body that will achieve that effect.”
“Is there like a map?” Alicent joked fiddling with her fingers, her voice sounded high-pitched, she was on edge.
“Well, it usually depends on the person. But the neck is a sensitive part.” Rhaenyra lightly stroked Alicent's neck with the pad of her index finger, and decided to ‘draw’ her the map she had asked for. “You can have your hands massage your collarbone and go down your cleavage until you reach one of the most erotic parts of your body, your breasts.”
Rhaenyra bit her lip because she really wanted to do a lot of things with those perfect boobs. She felt they were the perfect size for her hands. But she settled for lightly running her finger under one of them. “This is where you should focus more of your attention, in my opinion.” Rhaenyra smirked mischievously at Alicent and continued tracing her map. She drummed her fingers across Alicent's belly, directing them to her sides. “Here on the sides you can also touch yourself, they are quite sensitive to contact.” To prove her point, Rhaenyra tickled her, and Alicent reacted by squirming and letting out an unexpected little giggle.
Rhaenyra felt a slight strangeness when she heard Alicent's laughter. Her heart made a little leap, and when she saw her happy and smiling for a small moment she thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. At that moment she wanted to kiss her. But it could not be, she could not be carried away by such feelings. She was just doing Alicent a favor so that she could give herself a treat once in a while and stop being so uptight. If anything, she would let herself be carried away by the passion of the moment if it came to it, and if Alicent asked her to, nothing more. To prove to herself that she could leave her heart behind, and focus, Rhaenyra continued with what she had on her hands.
She cleared her throat before speaking, sliding her hands down the side of Alicent's hips to her thighs. “And we have reached the most important part of the body.”
“My thighs?” Alicent cocked her head in confusion.
Rhaenyra smirked. “Your inner thighs are just the beginning.” The Princess sat on her legs so that she could spread Alicent's legs, and shivered lightly at the sight of the Queen's pussy. She swallowed saliva knowing that it was probably something that was forbidden for her, and curiously that made her want to have it in her mouth even more. “And the end is here.” Rhaenyra didn't want to make Alicent uncomfortable, so she simply pointed to her pussy, then lay back down beside her looking at her expectantly. “You can start whenever you want from where I have pointed out, now you have your map.”
Alicent had been very still while Rhaenyra touched and taught her. Swallowing saliva and pressing her nails against her palms with her fists clenched to prevent any movement, practically holding her breath. How could it be that Alicent had felt so many sensations when Rhaenyra had barely touched her? And what had struck her the most was that she had never felt so many emotions in her life as in those minutes. However when Rhaenyra told her to start she didn't feel ready, or rather, she wanted something else. “What if... what if you do it for me?”
Rhaenyra raised a confused eyebrow, did Alicent want her to touch her? “But we're supposed to be doing this so you can learn how to do it.”
“I know, I know.” Alicent's cheeks were slightly flushed with embarrassment, she wasn't even looking Rhaenyra in the eye, she was looking at her own fingers with which she was fiddling over her nude tummy. “But I think I might learn more if I see how you do it.” At that moment Alicent looked up through her eyelashes, the tone of her voice and her eyes meant to seem purely innocent.
Rhaenyra's heart did that weird thing again when Alicent looked at her and spoke like that. She had to swallow and think very slowly about what the Queen had asked of her. She still couldn't believe she wanted Rhaenyra to touch her, but then again, who could refuse a queen's request? So she slowly nodded. “I'm going to get on top of you, let me know if I'm too heavy.” Rhaenyra warned Alicent before moving to straddle her. “Are you all right, do you feel comfortable?”
Alicent was speechless as she had Rhaenyra on top of her, she was heavy but it wasn't unbearable, it felt good. Her breasts dangled in front of her as she leaned forward and Alicent was urgently tempted to touch them, but she gripped the sheet beneath her and concentrated on Rhaenyra's question. “I’m fine. And Rhaenyra?... If you need it to get me... aroused... you can... kiss me.”
Rhaenyra was again taken aback by Alicent's words. Could she kiss her? She almost felt the urge to do it at that very moment. Well, actually she felt the urge to do much more than that after kissing her, but she had to make a lot of effort not to give in to her desires and go through with what she had promised to do. “Amm emm, that is good to know…” Rhaenyra said awkwardly.
She cleared her throat to sound normal. “Well, as I told you, a good place to start is with your breasts, and umm.... I guess it depends on how you like to be touched. You can do it in a gentle way…” Rhaenyra brought her hands up to Alicent's breasts, covering them with them completely and caressed them gently, slowly. She had to bite her lip to keep from letting out a moan herself. She was right, Alicent's breasts were the perfect size for her hands, it was as if they were made for her to caress and cup them. She massaged them with her fingers feeling a shiver run through her whole body at the contact of her soft skin, and with her thumbs she ran over her areolas until she reached the nipples, which she caressed gently pressing circles over them.
Alicent had begun to gasp as soon as Rhaenyra had her breasts in her hands, it seemed to her that she was seeing stars with her eyes. A heat began to emanate between her legs that she had never felt before, was this what the Princess meant by being aroused? As Alicent was beginning to enjoy herself, Rhaenyra released her, and Alicent opened her mouth in protest, but it was Rhaenyra who spoke.
“Or you may also prefer a more aggressive method.” Alicent did not understand those words, nor the mischievous smile on Rhaenyra's lips. Nor did she need to, the Princess took care to prove it.
Rhaenyra lunged at Alicent's breasts again, but this time she cupped them tightly between her hands, squeezing them. The Queen opened her mouth to moan, but the Princess smothered it with a kiss before it could escape Alicent's lips. With her index finger and thumb, Rhaenyra pinched Alicent's nipples hard, eliciting another moan from her, which she again silenced by crushing her mouth against hers, entwining their tongues in a deep, wet kiss.
Rhaenyra licked her lips as she pulled away from Alicent, she smirked at the sight of her, she really did look beautiful with her tousled hair and her chest rising and falling, trying to catch her breath. “Well which one did you like better, the first or the second?” Rhaenyra asked amused.
“... The second.” Alicent replied almost in a whisper, she would say it was because she was still trying to breathe normally, Rhaenyra knew it was because she was embarrassed to admit she liked the hard way.
“I had thought so.” Rhaenyra let out a small giggle and tried to get off Alicent, but she held her arms.
“No, keep going.” She asked her with a lust-filled stare.
Rhaenyra's smile widened and turned mischievous. “All right. Now I'm going to show you something that while you certainly can't do alone is... quite fun.” The Princess bit her lip glancing at Alicent's body. “I'm going to use my mouth.”
Alicent opened her mouth in an o-shaped sign of surprise. “Your... mouth?” But was that something that could be done? The Queen felt suddenly curious, and quite impatient, she wanted Rhaenyra not to make her wait, and she wanted to have her mouth on her breasts already. “Well, teach me then.”
“Yes, Your Grace.” Rhaenyra whispered just as she ducked her head toward Alicent's breasts for what seemed like a curtsy. The Princess could feel the Queen tremble beneath her body. Repeating the same motion as before, Rhaenyra took Alicent's breasts hard between her hands, with the difference that, while in one her fingers pinched her nipple, in another her hand grasped it in such a way that its aureole was at its apex allowing her to put it completely in her mouth and suck hard until she finally pulled the nipple out through her lips.
Alicent did not recognize herself. The moment Rhaenyra touched her again she stopped being Alicent and became an animal that gasped and... moaned. She had never heard such sounds come out of her mouth. With the first moan she let out she panicked and covered her mouth, Rhaenyra smirked at her from her breast and pushed her hand away.
"I like how you sound." Rhaenyra told her by pulling her hand away. And then she continued.
So Alicent kept panting and moaning, even exclaiming her name when the Princess dared to bite her nipple. The Queen was overwhelmed with everything she felt, she could only expect to experience pleasure where Rhaenyra was touching her, but her body completely reacted to it. Between her legs she felt a wetness and a warmth she had never felt before, and that heat traveled throughout her body as if a lightning bolt was passing through her, and it was then it escaped down her throat and she had to scream. “By the Gods, Rhaenyra!”
The Princess stopped, and sat up with a chuckle. “Blaspheming, my Queen?” Alicent looked to the side with her cheeks flaming, though now it was hard to tell if it was from embarrassment or from the heat emanating from the pleasure received. “Do you find yourself aroused yet?” Rhaenyra asked as she climbed off of her and sat beside her with her feet off the bed.
“This is it?” Alicent asked confused and somewhat dissatisfied, for some reason she was expecting something more. “This is what you do?”
Rhaenyra laughed again. “Oh, Your Grace, we've only just begun.” Rhaenyra positioned Alicent's legs so that she had the soles of her feet resting on the mattress and spread her legs. “Now you must touch yourself there.” She pointed to her pussy. “And this you are really going to do alone.”
Alicent panicked at that thought. If she hadn't dared to touch her breasts, which was the easy thing to do, how did Rhaenyra expect her to touch herself there ? Besides, she could tell that the area wasn't like it used to be, there was something different. Alicent touched it above to check and wrinkled her nose. “It's sticky.”
“Believe it or not, that's good.” Rhaenyra smirked enigmatically. “It means you're ready.”
"B-but...but...I don't think I am, I'm not going to know." Alicent excused herself. "Why don't you do it again? That way I can learn from you." Alicent tried to use the same technique as before without much success. She could no longer look innocent. Her tousled hair, her lips swollen from kissing, her reddened breasts and her desire-laden eyes no longer let her look sweet and innocent.
But Rhaenyra wasn't going to let her suffer, she was supposed to be doing this for Alicent, to let her discover herself in the most pleasurable way possible, if she was tense and nervous she wasn't going to make it. The Princess sighed. “I have an idea.” She said as she got up to Alicent's bed to get her pillow, went back to the bed and put it on top of the other pillow. “Make room for me.” Rhaenyra gently pushed Alicent to take her place and it was she who stood with her legs spread, then patted the gap between them. “Come.”
Alicent moved to give Rhaenyra space, and she was a bit confused, not quite sure what she intended to do when she asked her to get between her legs. But the Queen's heart began to pound harder as she began to think about the simple fact that she would have Rhaenyra's body attached to hers, skin to skin. That was how it had all started, she had felt the heat of her body and hadn't been able to resist having the Princess close to her. Alicent obeyed, and positioned her back to Rhaenyra, feeling the Princess's breasts press against her. She felt a small shiver, which she disguised by speaking. “And now?” Alicent asked and her voice failed her, she had to clear her throat and pretend nothing had happened. “I still think you should be the one who…”
“Shhh, quiet.” Rhaenyra cut off her verbiage, pushing her hair aside so she could kiss her neck in that area, Alicent gasped in response. “See, I told you it was a sensitive spot.” Alicent nodded back at her as she let out a small sigh of pleasure. Rhaenyra smirked against her skin, and intertwined her hands with Alicent's. “You're going to do it yourself, but I'm going to guide you, so you won't be alone, is that alright with you?” She whispered next to her ear, letting her breath ruffle her skin.
Rhaenyra was a trickster, Alicent should have figured it out. In the state in which she had her the Queen would have accepted anything. Because the Princess was right, every time she whispered near her neck she felt a tingling sensation that made her whole body shiver and her lower parts throb. Alicent tightened her grip on Rhaenyra's hands and brought them to her breasts, turned her face to look the Princess in the eyes. “Teach me.” She ordered whispering against her lips, licking them to tease her to begin.
Rhaenyra was certainly tempted, she tried to throw a nip at Alicent's lips, but she was quicker to turn around. She also brushed her skin against Rhaenyra's breasts, touching her nipples with it. The Princess threw her head back and bit her lip to keep from making a sound so Alicent wouldn't find out what she was affecting her. It was going to turn out in the end that Alicent was a fast learner, but she still had the last lesson to learn. “Well, as I have explained you should always start with the parts of the body that you want or that you feel will arouse you.”
Rhaenyra brought Alicent's hands with her palms outstretched to caress her nipples. Then she made her hands run all over her body until she reached the inner side of her thighs. “Remember what I told you about your thighs?” Rhaenyra smirked against Alicent's ear, she was dying to give it a nibble.
“That they were just the beginning?” Alicent said with a questioning intonation because she thought she remembered well, but when Rhaenyra told her, her senses were so stimulated that there was no telling what she had understood. Besides, now her heart was pounding so hard that it was almost the same thing happening to her at that moment, she was jumping with anticipation for what was about to happen.
“Exactly, they're the entryway to where you want to get to, so don't have any concerns about dawdling around here for a bit either.” Rhaenyra had Alicent stroke her inner thighs, almost regretting not being the one to scratch that thin, smooth skin with her own nails. “Now the time has come.” The Princess whispered again, but this time kissing on the Queen's shoulder, only to be able to feel her trembling from desire on top of her. Guiding her hands, Rhaenyra steered Alicent's fingers. "You see, all the body parts I've told you were sensitive? None compare to this one." The Princess demonstrated by having Alicent stroke herself with one finger, the Queen let out an unexpected gasp. “You're going to feel everything here.”
Rhaenyra was right, and despite having been warned, it was a strange sensation for Alicent. She had never touched herself there except to wash herself, and never in such a deep way. Her fingers, guided by Rhaenyra, slid through her wetness provoking in her a heat like she had never felt before, it was fire, pure fire. And how could it not be like that, wasn't she lying with a dragon? As Rhaenyra taught her more, Alicent's panting began to become more constant, she began to have to bite her lip to be able to hear what Rhaenyra was saying, the Princess was speaking in her ear, but her mind was beginning to cloud with pleasure, and it was making it difficult for her to listen.
There was something Rhaenyra hadn't calculated in all this, and that was her own arousal. She hadn't thought about how erotic it was going to be to have Alicent Hightower between her legs, masturbating and moaning for her. Her own breathing had become deep and ragged, and she had to strain her concentration to keep guiding her Queen in the arts of pleasure. “Well, you've met your cunt for the first time.” Rhaenyra said, which caused Alicent to wince at her use of such filthy language. “Your Alicunt , if you prefer to call it that way.” Rhaenyra giggled.
“Rhaenyra!” Alicent exclaimed in scandal. She had blushed, but again it was uncertain whether it was from embarrassment or from the arousal she was in. The Queen let go of one of the Princess's hands to pinch her leg as punishment for her giggles. “And what's yours called, Pussyra?” Alicent joked.
Rhaenyra burst out laughing at Alicent's witticism, she didn't think she would ever come up with something like that, let alone using that kind of language. The Princess' heart again made her feel strangely, but she preferred not to listen to it, to stop laughing because that would not lead to anything good. “Good wit, Your Grace. If that's what pleases you to call it.” Rhaenyra answered by taking her hand again to direct it where it belonged. She again had Alicent insert her fingers into her cunt for she had something special to show her. “Look, move your fingers upwards, do you notice here like a little button ?” All the response Alicent gave was a gasp of surprise, Rhaenyra smirked, pleased. “This little button is going to be your best friend when you need it most, so don't be afraid to play with it.” Rhaenyra showed her how to do it, how she should recreate herself around her clit before pressing it and devoting herself fully to it.
Alicent felt the air rush out of her as Rhaenyra introduced her to her new best friend . The Princess was right about everything, nothing could compare to what she was feeling at that moment. A storm of lightning and fire was raging inside her body and it all started at that little button . Alicent's gasps soon turned into moans that she didn't even see herself able to control. She sounded indecent, she sounded impure, she sounded insatiable. “Rhaenyra..” Alicent whimpered, twisting against the Princess's body, she wanted more, she needed more.
“I know, my Queen.” Rhaenyra whispered, brushing her lips against her neck. The Princess brought the hands they still held together, that were not touching Alicent, to the Queen's breasts. “Touch yourself here,” Rhaenyra commanded, leaving Alicent's hand on her breast and she obeyed, “and let me show you something by myself.” The Princess then brought her own hand between the Queen's thighs, and while they were both still playing with her clit, Rhaenyra inserted a finger into Alicent's cunt.
“Fuck, Rhaenyra!” Alicent exclaimed, arching her back at that thrust, throwing her head back until her cheek was next to the Princess'. This was true pleasure, why had it been denied to her? No, why had she denied it to herself? Now she knew that true pleasure was, it was a furious storm, it was fire... it was Rhaneyra's hands.
“I know, my Queen.” Rhaenyra repeated, embracing Alicent with her legs. The Princess caressed the Queen's cheek with her own, and continued to ram her with her finger, the sounds she emitted were so intoxicating…
Rhaenyra would not be true to herself if she denied not having fantasized about this moment, when she would hold the Queen in her arms and she would cry out her name between moans of pleasure. And now that moment had come, she was pleasuring her Queen, she was pleasuring her Alicent.
A treacherous tear slipped down her cheek, at that moment Rhaenyra was happy, and she had no wish to think about when the magic would break, now she was only going to focus on the present, on her Queen reaching ecstasy.
Alicent knew that if she were to analyze what was happening it would seem to her that what she was doing was wrong and a huge sin, especially with the shameful noises that were coming out of her mouth. But that part of her was so tiny and small, she could barely hear it between the howls of pleasure escaping her lips. The fire she felt between her legs and invading her body was growing in a way that felt like it was going to burst. It was as if waves were taking her body skyward, up high. “Rhaenyra!” Alicent screamed as the fire erupted and really exploded inside her. Her body tensed completely, only to relax and collapse on top of the Princess'. The Queen began to try to catch her breath as her head was spinning, she needed to understand what she had experienced.
“Well done.” Rhaenyra whispered back and kissed Alicent's cheek as she withdrew her finger from inside her. She also removed the Queen's hand from between her thighs and left it on her belly as she held still, simply hugging Alicent's body, trying to burn every detail of her into her memory. Her scent, her warmth, the tickle of her hair against Rhaenyra's skin, the sound of her heaving breathing and how her breasts rose and fell because of it. By the Gods, how she was going to miss her for the rest of her nights.
Alicent felt like she was on a cloud, fully relaxed and calm. She took Rhaenyra's hands between her own and kissed her knuckles, then wrapped them around herself, then she rested her head on the Princess' shoulder. “So this is what you were doing when I came to your bed?” Rhaenyra let out a giggle in reply. “But... you didn't get to finish.” Alicent concluded knowing now what finishing was.
“Well, you didn't let me.” Rhaenyra kept giggling.
“Doesn't seem fair to me.” Alicent said, biting her lower lip, and Rhaenyra raised a curious eyebrow at that choice of words. The Queen turned, and remained seated between the Princess's legs. “I thought, perhaps I should demonstrate if I have learned anything.”
“Alicent, what do you mean?” Rhaenyra asked, because maybe she was dreaming. Was the Queen telling her that she wanted to touch her ?
Alicent finished turning completely around to lie on top of Rhaenyra, who gasped in response. The Queen traced circles over the Princess's breasts. “I'm just saying that you deserve to finish what you started, and that we can take the opportunity for me to practice what you've taught me.”
“If it is what my Queen desires.” Rhaenyra replied to Alicent looking her in the eyes.
“She desires it.” Alicent pushed herself forward to take Rhaenyra's lips, and with that kiss promised to repay her for what she had done for her tonight.
*
The carriage rattled down the Kingsroad with the King and Queen silently inside it. They had departed in the morning with the rest of their retinue and the good wishes of Lord Beesbury, who would return to the capital to continue in his position on the Small Council. They still had quite some way to go to Highgarden, and they had several stops to make until arriving at the seat of the Lord Paramount of the South.
Viserys did not look well, and that worried Alicent. He shouldn't have made the trip in the first place, but who could convince him otherwise? His right arm was getting weaker and weaker, but he didn't want to see it. Or maybe he did, which was why he knew that if he didn't make this trip, he wouldn't be able to make any more, and Rhaenyra would have to make the next few alone.
As a consequence of Viserys' departure, her father and Hand of the King, Otto Hightower, had remained in King's Landing. Alicent undoubtedly knew that her father was divided. For he loathed the idea of Viserys being accompanied by Rhaenyra, and him showing his support for her as heir, but he also loved to rule in the King's name. He had proved it on the occasions when Viserys had been too ill to attend Small Council meetings or sit on the Iron Throne. Otto had exercised his role as Hand to perfection, yet of course Rhaenyra had always been there to voice her opinion and keep him in line. Rhaenyra was always there.
Alicent was about to look to the side when the King caught her attention.
“Did you have a good night with Rhaenyra?” Viserys suddenly asked Alicent in a carefree tone.
“What?” Her husband surprised her with such a sudden question, she looked at him, looked at Rhaenyra who was also in the carriage with them. The Princess was on the opposite side of the carriage from the Queen, sleeping. Alicent’s eyes moved to look at Viserys again.
“Oh, don't worry about Rhaenyra, once she falls asleep, she sleeps soundly.” Viserys downplayed the fact that Rhaenyra was present; he doubted she could hear them.
“I know.” Alicent whispered without thinking, looking at Rhaenyra.
“Ah, so you two had a good night.” Viserys concluded at Alicent's words. Probably the two women simply slept each in her own bed and that was that. “I was afraid that if I put you in the same room you would end up fighting.”
Alicent was surprised and at the same time somewhat frightened by Viserys' precise words, for a moment she feared that someone had overheard them in the night. “Everything went fine.” She glanced sideways at Rhaenyra, if she saw her smile she knew she was awake. But the Princess kept the same peaceful face she had at night when she was sleeping in her arms.
“See, I knew you could be together again and that everything would be well.” Viserys said, pleased with his brilliant plan. “If you were friends once, I know you could be friends again.”
Alicent frowned looking at her husband. “What do you mean?”
Viserys took Alicent's hand. “I know that our marriage was the first stone in the wall that grew between you two, and I have always felt the need to do something about it.”
“Viserys…” Alicent whispered.
“I'm serious, don't you think I don't feel the isolation you suffer in the Red Keep, I think you need Rhaenyra, and I know she needs you,” the King insisted. “You have a good heart, Alicent. I know you will find a way to bond with my daughter again.”
Alicent's lip trembled, and she had a heavy weight on her heart. Her husband was a good man, and he did not deserve what she had done. She glanced for a moment at the other woman in the carriage and then lowered her head. When she raised it, it was the Queen's voice that was heard. “Husband, I would be grateful if you would not interfere in the relationship I may have with the Princess, which, as far as you are concerned, is nonexistent.”
“But Alicent…” Viserys tried to speak but Alicent wouldn't let him, she couldn't allow him to.
“That friendship you refer to was that of two young girls, now we are two women and nothing is left of it.” Alicent sounded firm and determined. “She is your daughter and I am your wife, that is the relationship that unites us.”
“That’s not fair, Alicent.” Viserys was beginning to sound upset.
“Fair?” Alicent chuckled like the wicked stepmother described in the princess’ stories. “She doesn't care about my children, her own siblings, why should I care about her?”
“I thought…” Viserys began to say with a frown.
“Well, you thought wrong, husband. Rhaenyra will be on her side, and I on mine. And that is my last word in reply.” Alicent folded her arms and avoided Viserys' gaze, just as she avoided looking to where Rhaenyra was.
Viserys was breathing heavily, clearly annoyed. “I think I will ride the rest of the way on horseback.” He suddenly declared, taking Alicent by surprise.
“What? Don't be foolish, you are in no condition to ride, your arm is not strong enough.” Alicent tried to placate Viserys who was already moving to give the order to stop.
“You are the Queen to do as you please, I am the King and will do likewise.” Viserys banged on the side of the carriage to bring them to a halt, and the vehicle stopped so abruptly that Rhaenyra was jolted awake.
“What? I’m up!” She said sitting up in the seat. Despite the situation they were in, Alicent found it very funny, but he had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. “Are we there? Why did we stop?”
“No, but your father wishes to ride a horse the rest of the way.” Alicent explained why Viserys was getting out of the carriage.
“What? Father, you are in no condition to do such a thing.” Rhaenyra had moved toward the door to tell him.
“Oh, you two shut up.” Viserys said to his daughter before closing the carriage door almost in her face.
Rhaenyra returned to her seat totally dumbfounded by the situation, and looked to Alicent for an explanation. Before long the carriage was on the move again. “What's that all about?”
“We had a minor disagreement.” Alicent answered her in a dry tone, her hands clasped together and her gaze straight ahead.
Rhaenyra smiled sadly as she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall of the carriage. The magic was gone. She sighed, as she dug her nails in as she clenched her fists to control her emotions. “I see.” Rhaenyra responded when she finally opened her eyes. She refused to look at Alicent, probably if she did, she would burst into tears, and that she refused to do. As she should have refused last night.
Alicent let out air through her nose after also closing her eyes momentarily and looked at Rhaenyra. “I've been thinking, and I think, what we did last night... it was wrong, we shouldn't have done it.”
“Of course you do.” Rhaenyra replied, some bitterness was noticeable in her voice.
“What do you mean by that?” Alicent asked her, feeling offended. She was saying it for a noble purpose, to know what twisted thought Rhaenryra had in her head.
“You're wearing your cloak again.” Rhaenyra shrugged, suddenly feeling very tired, and it wasn't exactly because of how little sleep she got last night.
“Can you speak clearly?” Alicent was annoyed. “What damned cloak are you referring to?”
“The cloak in which you insist on hiding.” Rhaenyra sat up in the seat, she was clearly pissed off. “In your cloak of righteousness, hidden behind duty and sacrifice. Don't you find it exhausting?”
Alicent was clearly offended by Rhaenyra's words. Her posture had become more rigid if that was even possible, she was the spitting image of decency. “It's not something I hide behind. They are important values to me, it's not my fault you trampled them under your pretty foot.”
“More important than what happened last night.” Rhaenyra would trample on anything that stood in her way to live that night a thousand times over.
“I told you, what we did was wrong.” Alicent began to scratch one of her hands. “Your... your father doesn't deserve someone like that.”
“It's not fair for you to use my father against me, he…” He took you away from me . Rhaenyra thought, but the words died in her throat before they reached her lips. “He loves you, but he is not in love with you. And... I know you feel the same way about him. You care for him, but you don't love him.”
“It's not love we're talking about, Rhaenyra.” Alicent was categorical.
Those simple words from Alicent hurt her more than any she had said to her in all these years of quarrelling. She felt as if Alicent had stabbed her. “You are right. It was just lust, wasn't it?” Rhaenyra smiled sadly. “I taught you how to love yourself for the nights when you're going to be alone. So you don't need me... so I won't need you.”
“Rhaenyra…” Alicent whispered.
“I'm tired, I didn't sleep much last night.” Rhaenyra rubbed her eyes with that excuse, it also served to wipe away any tears that might want to escape from them. “I'm going back to sleep.” And with that, Rhaenyra folded her arms and closed her eyes, ready to ignore Alicent and the world. If she slept, she could not feel, could not suffer.
Alicent remained silent watching Rhaenyra the entire time. She knew all too well when the Princess slept. It had slipped her mind after so many years of not sharing a bed, but last night the memories came back to her. Her breathing was getting really deep, not quite snoring, but breathing in a way that resembled a dragon exhaling through her nostrils.
The Queen waited for that to happen before moving from her seat and sitting next to Rhaenyra. Then she cuddled next to her, hugging her and putting her head on her chest to listen to the beating of the heart she had just broken. In tears, Alicent also fell asleep.
*
Viserys hated that both his wife and daughter were right, he was not as fit as he thought he was to ride. So he ordered the entourage to make a halt on the road with the excuse that the horses were the ones who needed to rest. A small lake was the ideal place for the royal party to stop. Viserys was more than grateful to get off that beast and sit on a regular seat that had been prepared for him. He didn't care what the situation was in the carriage, when they resumed the march, he was going back inside.
When Rhaenyra awoke again inside the carriage Alicent was still where she had seen her the last time, petrified in place. Maybe that was the problem with Alicent, she has become so rigid that she is now made of stone or perhaps just her heart was. Be that as it may, the moment the carriage stopped, Rhaenyra barely lacked time to get out of that confinement and get some air, she felt she needed it. She should go see her children, but she felt she needed to be alone. So the Princess settled for observing them from a distance. Both of them had also gotten out of their carriage and were scampering together among the knights of the entourage. So Rhaenyra kept walking until her feet brought her to the shore of the small lake.
She looked at the surface of the water, one would assume that a lake as small as that one would have calm waters, however that one had a slight ripple that muddied its stillness, just as Rhaenyra's mind was. For an instant, the Princess thought of diving into it, never to return.
“Rhaenyra.” Her voice brought her out of her dark thoughts. Rhaenyra was so immersed in them that she had not realized that she had followed her.
“Yes, my Queen?” Rhaenyra replied in a monotone voice without taking her eyes off the lake.
Alicent was a little heartbroken to hear Rhaenyra respond to her like that. The night before she had spent the previous night calling her “ my Queen”, but she had said it in such a different way and implication, that in that moment it simply hurt to hear her call her something else. “I have to talk to you.”
“What do you need, Your Grace.” Rhaenyra turned to face Alicent. She didn't even know where she got her strength from.
That tone again, it was like slaps in Alicent's face, and it was all her own fault. “It's about what happened last night.”
Rhaenyera closed her eyes momentarily. No. She couldn't go through that again. Alicent had already made her position very clear to her, she had already hurt her, she didn't need to suffer through it once more. “I think you've made it all very clear in the carriage, you don't need to repeat it.” Rhaenyra intended to leave, but Alicent stopped her.
“I will not repeat the same as in the carriage.” Alicent closed her eyes and sighed. “I've been thinking about it, and I…”
“Mother!” Aemond called out to Alicent in the distance as he ran towards her with Luke at his heels.
“Motheeeeeer!!” Luke caught Rhaenyra's attention in a more outrageous way than Aemond had used with Alicent.
“What's going on?” Rhaenyra asked, looking at the two children, ignoring the words Alicent wanted to say to her. Deep down she thanked the Gods for this interruption, she had no desire to speak to the Queen at that moment.
Luke seemed to want to say something, but didn't dare. As he was taking too long, in the end it was Aemond who spoke instead. “Last night your son acted like a baby.”
“I did not.” Luke grunted low and embarrassed, nudging Aemond with his shoulder.
“Yes, you did.” Aemond replied, pushing Luke only because he had pushed him first.
“No, I didn’t!” Luke already said in a louder voice, this time pushing Aemond with both his arms, although being smaller he had to use more force for the young boy to notice anything.
“Yes, you did!” By the time Aemond started pushing him in earnest, it turned into a shoving match that threatened to evolve into a fistfight. Their mothers had to intervene immediately.
“Easy you.” Luke weighed so little, Rhaenyra grabbed him by the collar of his doublet and pulled him away from the fight.
“Aemond, enough is enough.” Alicent grabbed his arm to pull him away from Luke. “Now, can one of you explain what happened last night? No name-calling, please.” Alicent had used her queen's voice, so the two boys looked down at the floor in embarrassment and seemed more willing to cooperate.
“Last night I had a nightmare.” Luke muttered under his breath with his head still lowered, it was obvious he was too ashamed to admit it.
“And he woke me up because he wanted his mommy.” Aemond complained, thus mocking the younger boy. However his smile was cut off as soon as he looked at his mother, the way she looked at him, made him cease any teasing, and he also lowered his gaze.
“And what would you have me do, wake Aegon? He would have mocked me instead of helping me.” Luke grumbled looking at Aemond.
Rhaenyra noticed that Alicent made a face that was all but agreeing with Luke through the gesture. And that was the kid the great Otto Hightower wanted on the Iron Throne, she had to laugh. “Well, you had a nightmare, you wanted to see me, but you woke up Aemond because you were in a castle you didn't know, am I right?” Luke looked at his mother in surprise that she had guessed everything, and nodded in confirmation. “But you didn't make it to our room last night, did you get lost?”
Luke and Aemond looked at one another. “No, we came to your room... we just didn't get to knock on the door because...” Luke started to explain but stopped in the middle of it.
“We... we… heard you fighting inside, and we didn't know what to do.” Aemond finished for him.
Rhaenyra and Alicent looked at each other, the Queen's look seemed more panicked than the Princess's, though both thanked the Gods that their children did not understand about such... adult matters. “We didn't fight.” Alicent assured them with a smile, Rhaenyra thought it would be more convincing if she didn't look nervous.
“But I heard you screaming her name.” Aemond said to his mother pointing to Rhaenyra. “Did you hurt my mother?” Aemond stepped forward as if about to pick a fight with Rhaenyra as he had done with Luke.
Rhaenyra looked like she was about to burst out laughing, Alicent was utterly horrified. “Trust me, I did your mother no harm.”
Alicent didn't like Rhaenyra's humorous approach, if the children had heard them, who else could have? It was better to nip this in the bud. “You are right, we had an argument, but we solved it and now everything is good. You have nothing to worry about.”
Luke and Aemond looked at each other again, not quite sure of that explanation. “Are you sure?” Aemond asked, switching the focus of his serious gaze from Rhaenyra to his mother.
“Yes, because that's what we do in this family.” Alicent glanced momentarily at Rhaenyra before turning back to the children, especially her son. “So the next time Lucerys needs you, you will come to his aid, because he is family, is that clear, Aemond?” Alicent stared at it so that the lesson stayed with him.
Aemond had never seen his mother so serious. He didn't quite understand this change of heart in her. She had always told him and his siblings to keep their distance from the Velaryons, but now it seemed she was serious. So he ended up nodding. “Yes, mother.”
“Now get back to the carriage with your siblings, I'm sure it won't be long before we're back on the road again.” He ordered them both, and then turned to Luke. “I'm sorry you had a nightmare and couldn't see your mother because of me.” Alicent ruffled his curly hair.
“Thanks, Your Grace…” Luke said somewhat sheepishly, the Queen had always been quite intimidating to him.
“Call me Alicent.” Alicent smiled sweetly at him while playfully pinching his nose.
“Alright, Alicent.” Luke nodded now smiling, and running off, he couldn't wait to tell his brother that he now had preference with the Queen and could call her by her name unlike him.
Aemond went to follow, but Rhaenyra held him back for a moment. “Aemond, wait.”
“Yes?” The boy paused, looking to where Luke was going, then looking at his mother in confusion. What would his sister want with him?
“When we return to King's Landing... would you like to come with me to see if Syrax has laid a new clutch? If she has, you could choose the egg you like best.” Rhaenyra offered the boy, and watched the excitement grow in her brother's eyes as well as his smile.
“Truly?” Aemond asked her because he couldn't believe it.
“Sure, no brother of mine should be without a dragon.” Rhaenyra nodded.
“By the Gods! Thanks, Rhaenyra!” Aemond began to scream as he ran to tell his siblings and the Velaryon brothers. “Thank you!!”
Rhaenyra was still laughing as she turned to Alicent, who was looking at her with a mixture of gratitude and surprise. “He has been obsessed with a dragon since forever. What you've done for him... you don't know what it means to me.”
Rhaenyra nodded, holding her arms, she actually wanted to hold Alicent's hands, but... she knew better not to. “Yes, I do. It's the same way I feel about what you've done for Luke.” Now that the children were gone and they were alone, Rhaenyra felt helpless again, unable to look into Alicent's big, beautiful eyes. So she turned her back slightly to her, as if to look at the lake again. “I've been waiting a long time to hear you say that my children are family.”
Alicent watched as Rhaenyra wanted to get away from her, but that was something the Queen was not going to allow. So Alicent walked until she had the Princess's gaze in front of her again. “And I have waited a long time for you to treat my children as your siblings.”
There were Alicent’s eyes again, telling her their truth. “I'm sorry it has taken me so long.”
Alicent shook her head. “It was also my fault, I insisted on keeping a distance between us, and extending it to our children.” The Queen bit her lower lip, and then she smirked. “So I've been thinking, maybe it wouldn't be so bad if we shared a room for the rest of the tour.”
Rhaenyra raised an eyebrow both curious and surprised by Alicent's change of attitude. She didn't understand anything, practically. But she would like to know where all this was leading, she certainly shouldn't, but that was her problem with Alicent, she always got carried away. “Really?”
“Yes, you see, you say that you have taught me to love myself , but I don't quite agree.” Alicent took a step toward Rhaenyra, her tone becoming a whisper, for what she was about to say was a secret between them. “I don't think I've completely mastered the technique, which I can still improve.”
At that moment Rhaenyra smirked at Alicent's words, leaning towards the Queen to share the same tone of secrecy. “Believe me, your technique was good, I was quite satisfied.”
“See? Just good. And good is not enough, I’m a queen, and as a queen I can only aim for perfection.” Alicent took Rhaenyra's arm, caressing the bare patch of skin on her arm with her thumb. “I need more practice, so I think we should continue every night until I reach perfection.”
Rhaenyra laughed, and found herself repeating Alicent's same gesture. “But Your Grace, what you ask for may be something that will take many nights, or may never be achieved.”
Alicent smiled, Rhaenyra had again used the same tone as last night to call her Your Grace . “I'm willing to spend as many nights as it takes, even if we never make it.”
Rhaenyra took a breath knowing what those words meant. Her heart beat again in the way she meant, the magic had returned, and it was daytime, they were surrounded by people, was it all real? She looked down at the caresses that were being offered, wanting to believe they were real. “Is this what my Queen desires?”
“It is.” Alicent replied. And to assure her, the Queen kissed the Princess on the cheek, near the corner of her lips, as close as she could. She could not kiss her as she really wished, but she hoped Rhaenyra understood her.
*
Viserys had already ordered everyone to pack up, and was on his way to his carriage when he watched as his daughter and wife spoke in the distance. And he was glad of what he saw. Whatever Alicent had told him in the carriage, Viserys knew he had been right to put them together in one room. The Queen and the Princess had been friends long ago, and court intrigues had driven them apart. Then the years and misunderstandings increased that distance, and Viserys knew that they needed only to be alone, with no one else to remind them how deep down they loved each other, and it was plain to see that this had been the case. Smirking, the old King approached them.
“Here are the two women in my life.” Viserys greeted them both.
“Two of the three.” Rhaenyra corrected him for Alicent.
“What?” Viserys said confusedly, as Alicent looked away.
Rhaenyra pretended to hug her father. “Helaena.” She whispered in his ear, though Alicent knew fully well what she was doing, and deep down she was grateful for the gesture.
“Oh, yes, of course.” Viserys chuckled. “I said it well, you are the two women of my life, Helaena is at the moment my little girl, you have not understood me.” Viserys got out of trouble.
“She is indeed our little girl.” Alicent decided to be benevolent with Viserys and let the matter drop.
“Of course. In fact, I've decided to spend the rest of the journey with the children in their carriage.” Viserys informed them.
This caught them both by surprise. “Are you still upset about our conversation?” Alicent asked, crossing her arms.
“No, not at all.” Viserys waved his arm to downplay the matter. “I have thought about spending more time with them, with my children and grandchildren.”
“If that's what you want.” Alicent told her still a bit confused by Viserys' switch.
“Yes, besides, I thought it would be good for both of you to be alone. I think it's something you want and need.” Viserys took Alicent's hand and squeezed it with his own, then kissed his daughter's temple before going to the children's carriage to set out on the journey as soon as possible.
Rhaenyra stood staring after her father with a frown, and then her eyes opened wide, and she looked at Alicent, who didn't understand anything. “You know, my father can be many things, sometimes his good character makes him seem weak, even in mind, but he is not a fool.”
“Why do you say so? I never thought your father was.” Alicent was confused by it all, and that Rhaenyra had started laughing, didn't help her, plus it made her somewhat angry, because it seemed like someone had told a joke and she hadn't been let in about it.
“Because he knows about us.” Rhaenyra started chuckling in disbelief. “And I think he just gave us his blessing.”
“Are you saying he knows about last night?” Alicent grabbed Rhaenyra by the shoulders and nearly shook her from how scared she was and because she wanted her to take this seriously.
Rhaenyra could not take it anymore and burst out laughing. “No, don't worry, it's not that.” Despite her laughter, she tried to calm Alicent down, because she could see she was having a hard time. “He just knows that I love you.” Rhaenyra said with a chuckle until she was aware of what she had said, then her laughter ceased.
“What did you just say?” Alicent asked with a smirk.
“Nothing, we must go or the entourage will leave us here and go without us.” Rhaenyra replied, for the first time feeling her cheeks flare with embarrassment and practically ran away, fleeing from Alicent.
“Rhaenyra, come back here, don't you dare leave your Queen without an answer!” Now it was Alicent who laughed as she chased after Rhaenyra.
“I would rather be accused of treason!” Rhaenyra answered her without turning around, she had reached the carriage, and was about to close the door on her.
“Rhaenyra!” Alicent stopped her.
“What?” Rhaenyra whimpered, she didn't want to hear anything, she didn't want to be heartbroken once again. Alicent had agreed to lust for her, but love? That was something different, more complicated, deeper. And she was sure the Queen was not ready for her. “What can you tell me that will make me feel better?”
“I love you too, Rhaenyra.” Alicent smirked at her. Taking advantage of Rhaenyra's surprise, the Queen made the Princess enter the carriage so that she could get in behind and closed the door. Indeed it was good for them to be alone, with the rattling of the carriage no one could guess that inside the Princess and Queen were giving free rein to their lust and love for each other.
The nights that followed in the other castles throughout the Royal Progress the Queen and Princess spent sharing a room. At first they kept a little distance, pretending that their newfound friendship was fragile and pretending to sleep in separate beds. Soon the facade was gone, and they were back to being the Rhaenyra and Alicent they once were, the ones they were when they were young, so no one was surprised that they slept together in one room, in one bed.