Queen Haelyx Peverell - Alternative Ending

-Don't talk to me, Rhaenyra. I'm engraving in my mind the image of that green pussy when her beloved son vomited on her and the face of the one-eyed monstrosity and the father's pussy when he started vomiting around the table.

Rhaenyra sighed as she left the bathroom after changing her clothes, the skirt of her dress had been stained with vomit.

Rhaenyra was going to ask a tailor to make her a dress like Haelyx's. It was beautiful and of a style that she had not seen until that moment. The idea of splitting a dress into two and wearing one over the other was something she had never thought of. Honestly, she didn't know why there weren't more bards singing praises of Haelyx's beauty. As soon as she saw her cousin now that she had reached maturity, she had felt jealous.

She was young and charming, so pretty that people's eyes hurt and in a very loving marriage. If Iolanthe inherited only half of that beauty, Joffrey would be lucky.

-I want Iolanthe for Joffrey. And I will get her, she will be my son's wife. – She promised herself

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Amerys was the daughter of a prostitute.

Her mother, Sally, was a woman who, even after giving birth, had an enviable figure and large breasts that made her the most expensive prostitute in the brothel until she was able to buy her freedom, packed her bags and went to a place that only Gods knew where it was

She left Amerys behind her as part of her payment for her freedom.

Sally was a beautiful woman, with thick black hair, golden skin and blue eyes like the ice that covers the sea in winter.

Amerys was not like that.

White hair, skin as light as snow and amethyst eyes. Her mother boasted of having been visited in her first days at the brothel by Lord Fleabottom and one of her regular clients before leaving was the drunken prince.

Amerys' paternity was clear. Normally a child who looked so much like her father was taken with him. But everyone knew how Prince Daemon treated his daughter who stayed in the Red Keep with hatred and apathy and the life of a bastard at Court was very hard even with the protection of the father of said bastard.

Sally hadn't even been a lover of Prince Daemon, just a prostitute who he fucked for a few coins. Her mother gave her a name that sounded slightly Valyrian to further highlight the ancient blood that ran through the veins of her daughter in the eyes of everyone.

Amerys had inherited more than just Valyrian colors, she had inherited beauty. Although she still remembered going to the wedding of her stepsister of the same age and after seeing her, she come back home knowing that she couldn't compete. Still, she was pretty enough to do well at her craft.

Because the daughters of prostitutes became prostitutes

Amerys had known of her fate before she walked. She didn't know how to read but she knew all kinds of techniques to please a man. She didn't know how to write, but she knew how to give pleasure.

Although at no time did she lose her virginity. This was due to two reasons, the first of all was that she was still a minor and it was illegal to sell her in a brothel. And the second was because a girl's virginity was expensive and the owner of the brothel watched her like a hawk since she was the prettiest of all the girls.

Of course there were many offers for her virginity and in the end she was sold to a Court noble who wanted to fuck a woman with Targaryen blood. Amerys was prepared for that and her inevitable life as a prostitute when she was kidnapped. She was dragged by a stranger from her room in the brothel to the port, forced onto a boat and listening to the boat leave without being able to break down the door.

Amerys looked around and recognized some faces. Children with white hair or purple eyes looked at her.

Someone had kidnapped all the children of Valyrian blood.

Amerys knew that they were heading to the free cities, so it was likely that they would be sold into slavery. It wasn't such a different life from that of a prostitute, it might have been better in some ways.

What she didn't expect was that the sailors would take good care of them. They told them that they were not in danger with them. That they took them to a good place. That they were not slavers. That they took them home.

Inside the ship they had freedom.

A woman covered in a black cape also appeared and left clothes and toys for the children. As well as more water and food. She must have been traveling on a small, fast ship, because Amerys did not remember seeing any moving away from the large ship that carried them.

They were told they were going to Avalon

Avalon, the kingdom created on the ashes of Valyria. Amerys had heard of the kingdom, but she never expected to see it. Of course she was curious. Anyone with Valyrian blood wanted to set foot on that land

And when she stepped on it...

Amerys cried…. She wasn't the only one, most of the kids did. Something, deep inside her, something buried in her blood told her that she was home. That this was her homeland and that she had finally returned. She felt welcome, she felt really free

-It's okay... You can cry. Everything's fine.

- I didn't expect this to feel like this. – Amerys looked at the expanse of grass that showed the water from time to time. - Where we are?

-In the marshes. The place where sea and land come together. It's like a swamp, but prettier. Later it becomes a real swamp. It is an area rich in fish and seafood. Plants are good and if you are smart you can survive in the wild. But this is only one stage of our journey

-Will you take me to a brothel after this?

The red-haired man shook his head. Amerys took a good look at him. He was a Tully. She knew how to recognize by sight the classic features of the seven great houses. Her mother had instilled that in her because the nobles paid more, much more.

-Do you want to work in a brothel? Their Majesties the Kings of Avalon asked us to rescue you and the rest because all had bad lives. If you want to go to a brothel, we will take you, but if not, we can teach you a trade so that you can fend for yourself.

-Can I be something other than a prostitute? Even if I'm no longer a virgin?

Amerys knew the girl who spoke. She worked a couple of brothels down the street. Her eyes were amethyst, but her hair was black. She knew they had sold her for at least three years.

-Yes, you can stop being a prostitute. Nobody will judge you. Many of the citizens were slaves in their day. Here you can create the future you want.

Freedom suddenly seemed very heavy in Amerys's eyes. If she wasn't a prostitute... What could she be?

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Boy had been sold to a leather tanner when he was four years old. He could do jobs that others couldn't due to his small size. He didn't remember his mother or his father. He knew he was a royal bastard because he had golden hair and purple eyes. But his hair used to be stained by fur dyes and his eyes red by toxic fumes.

On the ship one of the sailors was a doctor and had given him medicine and good food until his skin looked healthy again, healthier than when he was a small child and his hair stopped falling out and grew back. Boy didn't even want to wonder how much those medicines would cost. But breathing no longer hurt and the coughs that had plagued him for the last year had almost completely disappeared.

After reaching land he felt complete for the first time in his six years of life.

They were taken in small, flat boats through the marsh, a man with a long pole guided the boat with precision through the labyrinth of plants and canals. There were strange birds with long legs and long beaks that pulled small fish out of the water and swallowed them.

Then they arrived at a city where they were waiting for them. They were taken to an “orphanage.” They told Boy that it was a place to take care of children without families, so that they could learn a trade for when they were older. Boy said that he already had a job, he was a leather tanner, so what he needed was a job.

They told him that according to the law, young children could not work.

They asked him his name, but Boy didn't have a name, they only called him Boy because they had to refer to him in some way. So they gave it to him.

James.

James was happy to have a name. And he had a bed…. And a room of his own! It was like he was a noble. The food was also just as good as on the ship. No rotten bread, stale stew or vegetables that other vegetables already grew. It was a stew with real pork, not rat or pigeon, and crispy potatoes and vegetables.

They told him that he had magic and that he would be educated to be able to use it when he turned eleven. Then they told him that he would go to another orphanage. Because they would scatter them across the country to distribute Valyrian blood.

James ended up in the Duchy of Ravenclaw. In a city between mountain peaks and an orphanage with far fewer children.

There was a girl with red hair and green eyes like fiery emeralds named Lily and she was the daughter of two former slaves. She was the same age as him and James decided to play with her. As the weeks passed, they became best friends.

-Why is your name Lily? – James was confused. It was the least Valyrian name he had ever heard. Most of the children had names that imitated those of the ancient inhabitants of these lands, an effort to make them their own.

-Her Majesty the Queen named me. I was a baby slave with no name, but when the Queen saw me she said I would be called Lily. She gave me a name personally. –Lily was very happy about the great honor that she had been given. – One day I will become a great witch and serve the Queen in the palace to thank her for giving me such a beautiful name.

James nodded.

-Well, I will become a magician and serve the King. I will go to war, I will win honors and I will become a knight

-You don't need that. – Said one of the adults. – You just have to pass the physical test at the palace and you will be knighted. They make one call a year and the service period is ten years unless you wish to extend it.

Years later Lily would become a witch under the orders of the Queen and James a warrior wizard under the orders of the King. But that's a story for later.

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Aemond Targaryen looked at Edmyn Tully

The man had been in bed after being injured in the direwolf attack and it showed. But he was a good warrior, he was making Sir Criston sweat in a way that only Aemond and a few knights of the kingdom could do.

The man was skilled, fast and lethal.

Who knew what would happen in the coming war. But he could see the greedy eyes of the “greenies” looking at Edmyn. He also had something that Aemond and Aegon didn't, people skills. Rhaenyra's ability to draw an entire army to his side with a call

It was one of the reasons he could think of as to why Haelyx had been married into the Tully family.

Aemond still felt bitter about that fact even five years after the wedding. Haelyx was supposed to be his bride, since she had claimed a dragon it made most sense for her to marry the king's son. His wife and mother of his children. And instead they married her to a fish and sent her to fuck in the mud between the puddles

Aemond had first met her when they had taken her to kindergarten at age five to play with Helaena. It was obvious that Aemond and Helaena's mother did not agree, but the King himself had brought Haelyx. The girl was shy and she looked at them through her white hair with a little fear.

She was thin as a stick, with yellowish skin and brittle hair. She didn't seem to be able to play much, which was shown when after a while one of her babysitters took her to bed and let her sleep for an hour.

Later Aemond learned that she had been seriously ill and that there were still days when she could not get out of bed. Her mother made sure to keep her away from Rhaenyra's children, as well as Helaena, which created a bond between them. The two got along well and Aemond often went with her to escape the ridicule of Aegon and the bastards for not having a dragon.

He remembered sneaking out together to hit the streets of the capital or stealing lemon pies and candy for Helaena and Haelyx. And being scolded because they had gotten sick from consuming so much sugar.

Once, in the dragon pit, while she was working with Hedwig, Aemond's father had put his hand on Aemond's shoulder and told him to take a good look at Haelyx. That she would one day be his wife if he had his way and managed to convince Aemond's mother what a great marriage would be like.

-Blood calls for blood in our family. Rhaenyra has already secured Laena's daughters for her children. But I will fight to get your mother to approve your marriage to Haelyx. I don't see a better girlfriend for a dragon prince like you.

Aemond had grown up since that day with the knowledge that his shy, fragile cousin would one day be his wife. She was quiet and almost invisible at Court. She was still the most beautiful of all the Targaryen women Aemond knew. She is also the most sensible and the least problematic.

In his heart he even admitted that Haelyx was prettier than Helaena, who was engaged to Aegon. She also liked to read, like him. And his dragon was growing at such a rapid rate that she surprised everyone.

Yes, Aemond was satisfied with the marriage

Then something happened, Aemond didn't know what it was, he didn't care how much he asked. But Aegon was taken to Old Town and the King announced the engagement of Princess Haelyx Targaryen to Edmyn Tully in front of the court.

She was only eleven years old, too young to have a child, too young to be bedridden. Haelyx was too young when they put her in a wedding dress and led her down the aisle. She was a girl dressed in white and trembling so much that the flowers in her hair and on her clothes seemed like they were going to fall off at any moment.

She looked terribly frightened, or so it seemed to Aemond as he sat next to his mother. He had asked, but his mother had refused to tell him anything, only that it was a decision of the King, Rhaenyra, and herself. A decision that Aemond had to live with and about which he had no say.

-It's the best, Aemond. I will find you a better girlfriend, I didn't even want this marriage for you. – She looked at the girl bride with disgust. Haelyx had lost some weight in the moons before her marriage. She looked very small and fragile in a dress obviously intended for an adult woman, although the seamstresses had done an admirable job adapting it to Haelyx's size.

Aemond was unable to speak to her cousin before her new husband took her out of the capital. Afterwards he heard the maids whispering about how bad the young brides were having trying to please their husbands. The maids were very foul-mouthed. But Aemond knew everything he needed to know.

He had failed to protect what was supposed to be his wife from the horrors he would have to go through for being too young to marry.

Months later he lost an eye and gained the largest dragon in the world.

He remained attentive to the rumors about Haelyx because of the affection he still had for his cousin who would have been his wife in another life. He knew that she was doing well, that she was loved.

He knew that she and her husband loved each other and was heartily glad that Haelyx achieved a successful marriage while he had to console Helaena for Aegon's constant faults. Aemond had to sneak to healers to get herbs for fear that Aegon would infect his beautiful sister with a dirty disease that came from a brothel. It didn't help that Aegon only went to the worst brothels with the worst girls and the worst diseases.

He couldn't protect Haelyx, so he would protect Helaena. Because the last rumors he heard were about how on her birthday they had taken Haelyx to her rooms in a hurry and secretly and how her dress from that day was destroyed. completely torn

Aemond was confused and wanted answers.

So he followed Edmyn Tully when he went to freshen up. Edmyn looked at him as he used a rag to wipe the water that ran down his face, over her scars, and smiled.

-Haelyx warned me that cute boys like me were followed by strange people to the bathroom. I didn't believe it was true.

Aemond knew that Haelyx had picked up those words elsewhere, because they did not fit with his elegant and shy cousin. So shy that she barely spoke when she was young.

-I want to know what happened

-That is somewhat vague, Prince Aemond. Since I do not know what event it refers to and I have knowledge of how many things happened in the land of Rivers

Aemond growled. This man was being polite but infuriating.

-I want to know how the heir of the heir of the lord of the weakest and poorest of all the great houses managed to marry a dragon princess.

The man looked at Aemond and sighed.

-I... It's long and complicated.

-Make it simple. – Aemond growled

-Prince Aegon tried to rape Haelyx on her eleventh birthday. He followed her through the hallways, locked her in a room and tried to undress her. I was able to arrive in time and save her, I beat up the Prince before the Kings and the Crown Princess arrived. After that it was decided to cover up the whole thing even though the rape had not happened and to shut my mouth they gave me Princess Haelyx, whose reputation would be ruined if people knew what had happened.

Aemond was not surprised by the rage on the man's face. He also wanted to howl in anger. That explained everything. Absolutely everything. The accelerated marriage, Aegon's banishment,…. Aemond put his hand to his eye. He felt the leather patch and the scar

Aegon had returned after that, right after Daemon's stepson... His mother had not fought for him that day. She had fought for Aegon, to bring the whole family back together in difficult times. His mother had sold his eye to bring Aegon back from his banishment.

-Haelyx also thinks that's why it didn't make a big fuss when Lucerys attacked you. The Queen took the opportunity to bring her beloved son back and the scales were balanced, more or less.

-Thank you for protecting her, my cousin... I have always held her in very high esteem. – Aemond sat on a stone. – I should have accompanied her, but I drank a little wine and I felt bad.

-I did what every gentleman should do.

Aemond was silent for a few seconds.

-It will never change. It will only get worse and my mother wants to put him on the throne.

-Accidents happen, Prince Aemond. Especially someone who goes to cheap brothels and drinks so much wine in a fortress with so many stairs. – Aemond's eye glared at Edmyn. – Don't look at me like that, I'm not the only one waiting for that accident

Aemond nodded. The next day Aegon suffered a brutal fall on the training ground that caused him to knock over the weapons rack and break his leg and arm. Neither Aemond nor Edmyn said anything to the other about his role in the fall that the Queen lamented for weeks despite the fact that Aegon hired prostitutes to come visit him daily.