Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 202 - The Nexus of Time and Space (III)

"The pain of bereavement is painful, but knowing that you were the cause of your children's death is even more painful." Queen Alysanne I Targaryen, the Good Queen, after hearing Aenar's words.

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Jaehaerys looked at the incomparably tall boy with a surprised look, the last person he had seen so tall was Maegor, and Aenar was even bigger than Maegor. But that only made the first impression of this young king extremely bad in the Old King's mind. He hated anything that reminded him of Maegor.

"Aenar!" Visenya exclaimed with a surprised tone, but when she saw how tall Aenar was, she realized that years had already passed in reality outside the Nexus of Time and Space.

"Dear teachers, it's been almost three years since we last saw each other and even after all that time, you both look more and more beautiful." Aenar commented with a smile, looking at the two women who had taught her everything about ruling and fighting.

Rhaenys couldn't help but laugh, noticing that Aenar was much more natural at talking to women than before. She could imagine that the boy had won the hearts of countless women.

"I'm old, the word pretty can't be attributed to me, brat." While saying this, Visenya's lips were slightly curved in a satisfied smile, who doesn't like compliments?

However, her smile disappeared and she asked with a solemn tone. "How is the war going?"

She knew that at that moment, Aenar had already begun his conquest and this was of the utmost importance, which would decide the fate of humanity.

"It's going well, four of the seven kingdoms have already bent the knee." Aenar sat down between Visenya and Rhaenys, he flashed a smile and commented in a calm tone. A glass of wine appeared in his hand, making Rhaenys' eyes shine with such intensity that it made him smile.

"Finally, wine!!!" Rhaenys said excitedly, snatching the glass of wine and taking a long, lingering sip of the purplish liquid.

Seeing that Rhaenys drank for two long minutes without stopping, even to breathe, Aenar felt that Aegon was really lucky to have such a good wife.

"But Houses Arryn and Greyjoy declare themselves kings, House Tully has long since lost its power and they are nothing more than Paramounts without armies." Aenar added, making Visenya snort coldly. "Burn them all to ashes. As for House Tully, since they're useless, just make another House like Lord Paramount."

Aenar couldn't help but laugh at Visenya's direct answer, the woman was still the same as he remembered. "Don't worry, Queen. The young Mountain King spoke rudely to Caraxes and was reduced to ashes in an instant."

Visenya looked pleased to hear that the false king had been reduced to ashes by the dragon of Aenar. "Well done, you've done better than Aenys' trash. He'd probably try to settle the war with dialogue."

Rhaenys stopped drinking her wine and looked at her sister with a resentful gaze. For some reason, every word that came out of her sister's mouth subtly criticized her, and it left her speechless.

At the same time, she felt a twinge of guilt for her son. Because of her premature death, her son had not been brought up by her or Aegon, which made her son weak and incompetent.

She heard what happened to Aenys and Maegor from Visenya, which left her speechless. If Aegon had been Aenys, he would have killed Maegor, eliminating any danger to his throne.

Just as Rhaenys was about to say something, Jaehaerys asked in a calm tone, "What happened to the Lords of the Vale after the false king was killed?"

Aenar finally looked at the old man in front of him with a touch of indifference and calm. "They knelt down to the New Lord of the Valley, whom I appointed myself."

"You're not as rough and cruel as you look." A compliment mixed with subtle sarcasm sounded on Jaehaerys' lips.

"I'm not cruel? I've burned tens of thousands of people to death, including women and children." Aenar commented with a sarcastic tone while looking at the Old King with an increasingly unkind gaze.

If Jaehaerys had the courage, he would have saved him a lot of trouble, especially if he had weakened the Faith of the Seven.

Jaehaerys' expression changed to indifference after hearing Aenar's words. "A tyrant, just as Maegor is." He spoke with a hostile and even murderous tone, which showed how much Maegor had traumatized the Old King.

"Yes, I am indeed a tyrant, anyone who doesn't obey me will die, as will House Tully, Lannister and Baratheon." Aenar replied with an arrogant tone, especially looking at Jaehaerys' slightly annoyed expression.

"I've killed tens of thousands, which is hundreds of thousands more lives in the equation." He added, making Jaehaerys' expression turn even colder.

"You will rule ashes." The Old King said with a sarcastic tone.

"I will rule a kingdom that I can mold to my desire, there will be no Faith of the Seven, there will be no Order of the Maesters, ordinary people will be able to study and choose what they want to be in the future. The world will finally be able to develop." Aenar instantly responded to the Old King's words.

"Old man, if you had the courage, you would have destroyed the Faith of the Sevens years ago." Aenar spoke and added with extreme contempt. "If my wife had suffered an assassination attempt, I would have flown to Old Town and burned it to ashes. You didn't do that, you cowardly king."

Jaehaerys, however, laughed at Aenar's naivety. "Naive boy, you despise me, but if I did what you said, the whole kingdom would have rebelled against me, the fragile Targaryen dynasty would have been destroyed and you wouldn't have been born."

"I think you're the naive one." Aenar replied with a cold tone. "You think everyone would rebel? What a joke! People value life more than you think, old man. Don't say everyone, even if thirty percent rebelled, I'd be surprised."

"If I were you, I would have undermined the reputation of the church, introduced new gods and made both religions fight each other while subtly destroying the already weak reputation of the Faith of the Seven. until finally, after decades, I would destroy the Faith of the Seven."

"You call me naive, but in my eyes, you're just an old fool who thinks that dialog solves anything in a world where force speaks louder."

Every word was a knife in Jaehaerys' resolute heart, the Old King's expression became uncertain and doubtful, he processed Aenar's words and calculated the chances of success. To his depression, he discovered that the chances of Aenar's plan working were very high.

If Jaehaerys had done what Aenar said, he supposed that by the end of his government, the Faith of the Seven would be nothing more than a third-rate force on the continent.

"Do you know the worst thing you've done?" Aenar spoke in a calmer tone and looked sympathetically at the old woman standing next to Jaehaerys. "The Faith of the Seven poisoned your sons and daughters, the poison itself wasn't deadly, but it left the babies' bodies weak and more susceptible to disease."

"During the almost three hundred years of our dynasty, hundreds of babies and children were killed. My grandmother buried countless sons and daughters because of their weakness."

The words made even the calm and serene expression of one of the most incredible women in Westeros change dramatically. Her hand trembled as tears pooled in her clear, lilac eyes.

Even Jaehaerys shuddered at Aenar's words, the Old King's lips trembling as he froze, processing the extremely shocking and sad information he had just received.

Visenya and Rhaenys were equally gloomy, extreme anger could be seen in both women's eyes. If they could, both women would have mounted their respective dragons and burned Old Town to the ground until there was nothing left but ashes. All to honor the hundreds of babies and children cruelly killed by the poison.

Alysanne was worthy of being one of the most prestigious queens Westeros has ever known. The woman, despite the pain and anger she was feeling, calmed down. But Aenar could see, the woman looked like a volcano about to explode at any moment.

Holding his wife's hand, Jaehaerys whispered to her in a desolate and sad tone: "Forgive me, Wife. I was weak and didn't realize something so obvious."

Alysanne held her husband's hand tighter, but she didn't blame Jaehaerys, for she herself had advised Jaehaerys to seek peace for the kingdom. So it was never entirely Jaehaerys' fault, but it was her fault too.

She was just as weak for allowing such an atrocity to be permitted, and not only were her sons and daughters killed, but also the children of all the queens after her. Alysanne felt like a sinner unworthy to be in front of Visenya and Rhaenys, the great queens of Westeros.

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