Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos

"Victory cries out to the brave, but defeat also cries out to fools." Aenar Targaryen.

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When night came, the gates of Harrenhal opened and an army marched silently through them. Commanding the army was Tywin, wearing the red and gold armor of House Lannister.

Of course, no commander would be in the front line, and as commander, he was at the rear of the army as he watched the light from the enemy camp with a cold, appraising gaze. Even though it was so late at night, he could see the torches moving around the camp.

Apparently, even though he had a huge advantage in the war, Aenar didn't let his guard down and didn't get overconfident to the point of pride. Honestly, sometimes he simply thought that Aenar was a man in the body of a fourteen-year-old child.

There was no young man who remained calm in the face of so many victories, but Aenar remained calm and wasn't proud. Fighting someone like that was stressful to say the least, almost as if your every move was controlled by the other party.

Tywin felt for a moment that he was a puppet and Aenar the puppeteer controlling the strings, and that was extremely annoying.

After arriving relatively close to the enemy camp, an excellent place for the arrows to hit the enemy.

"Archers." Tywin spoke in a normal tone and raised his hand.

The archers drew their arrows and placed them in the bow, aimed at the enemy camp and waited for Tywin's orders.

"Fire." Tywin spoke and lowered his hand.

Shuishh!!! Shuishh!!! Shuishh!!! Shuishh!!!

Tens of thousands of arrows were fired in an instant, all of which flew through the night sky and fell towards the enemy camp.

A scout was looking at Harrenhal with a cold gaze, always paying attention to the castle in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes caught some shadows moving slightly. Narrowing his eyes, he tried to see clearly, but the night was too dark to discover anything else.

Suddenly, sharp sounds from above caught his attention and without any hesitation, the rigorously trained man swung the bell.

But however competent he was in his duties, human reaction time could hardly be fast enough to dodge a shower of arrows.

The moment the man swung the bell, in three other places similar sounds rang out, waking up the entire army.

The scout, who was the first to ring the bell, didn't even have time to react when an arrow landed directly on his head, passing through from side to side, killing him in the same moment.

It wasn't just him, hundreds of other people died in an instant. They might have been veteran soldiers, they were still human and humans were weak by nature.

Nevertheless, the bells continued to ring, alarming the entire army.

In the main tent, Aenar was naked with Visenya and Rhaenys equally naked asleep in his arms. He seemed unconcerned about what was happening, but both women in his arms woke up in an instant.

Rhaenys, almost jumping out of bed immediately as she held Dark Sister tightly in her hand. Her lilac eyes scanned her surroundings as she heard the loud cries in the camp. The bells ringing made the situation even more chaotic.

"No need to worry, Rhaenys." Taking a seat on the makeshift bed, Aenar spoke, mussing her own hair. His sleepy look only made Rhaenys roll her eyes.

"We're under attack and you're comfortable." Rhaenys said, picking up her clothes and starting to dress quickly.

Aenar looked at the scene with a smile and enjoyed the show taking place in front of him. Noticing this, Rhaenys rolled her eyes, but her movements became more sensual as if she wanted to tease Aenar even more.

Visenya looked at the two of them and it was her turn to roll her eyes, she couldn't let go of what had happened a moment ago, it was the first time she had done this kind of thing with another person present and she had to admit, it was embarrassing.

However, Rhaenys, despite her initial shyness, adapted quickly, like a fish entering the sea. This only reinforced that Rhaenys was a woman of Dornish nature in Visenya's eyes, shameless and lascivious to the extreme.

If it hadn't been for her, Rhaenys would have surrendered her purity in that tent, which only made Visenya snort unsatisfactorily. She could allow Arianne to sleep with Aenar, but she couldn't allow Rhaenys to have sex with Aenar before her.

Aenar's first legitimate son or daughter would be hers and no one else's, not even Daenerys could take that away from her.

Fortunately, Harrenhal was before her and she wouldn't have to wait long to marry Aenar in front of everyone's eyes.

Visenya noticed that she was becoming increasingly impatient to consummate her marriage, especially with Aenar teasing her at every turn, trying to make her fall prey to the temptation of premarital sex.

Looking at Visenya's annoyed expression, Aenar laughed and hugged his wife tightly. He was enjoying this game of making Visenya fall into temptation, it felt like he had turned into a God of Chaos, trying to corrupt his target. It was fun and interesting, especially with Visenya's ever-decreasing resistance to his touches.

Shaking his head, Aenar put these heretical thoughts out of his mind and got out of bed while he got dressed. Although he wasn't worried about the night attack, he still had to show up to boost his army's morale, even though his army's morale was incredibly high.

Rhaenys smiled at Visenya and left with the Dark Sister in hand. Just remembering Visenya's expression while Aenar was playing with her made the Desert Princess's day incredibly happy. She never thought that the noble and elegant Visenya could make an expression like that.

Visenya gritted her teeth and seeing the amused expression on Rhaenys' face couldn't help but narrow her eyes dangerously.

Aenar followed Rhaenys out of the main tent with a calm expression on his face. As he left the tent, he saw Leda standing guard with her hand on the hilt of her sword, ready to draw her sword on any intruder who might enter the king's tent.

"Thank you for protecting me, my Lady Commander." Aenar spoke to Leda, who remained indifferent to the king's praise.

"It is my duty, my king." Leda replied with a respectful tone as she sarcastically watched Rhaenys and Visenya leave the king's tent. From the annoying noises she'd heard earlier, it was obvious what was going on.

"My king really is a busy man." Leda's words indicated admiration, but Aenar sensed a strong sense of sarcasm in her voice.

"Your king has to work hard to have many heirs." Smiling, Aenar replied with a serious and solemn expression, as if she were saying the most sacred thing in the world.

Leda rolled her eyes, but didn't deny that this was indeed a king's duty. A king without heirs meant civil war and change, change being dangerous especially for smaller noble houses that could disappear at any moment. So having heirs is a great option for consolidating a king's reign.

Aenar walked towards the Main Tent, where the war meetings were held. Behind him, Leda followed the king with a cold, indifferent expression. Suddenly, she looked towards Harrenhal and sensed a slight threat coming from the castle.

With her enhanced eyesight, Leda could see the source that posed a certain danger to her. A man wearing beautiful silver armor. He had blond hair and beautiful green eyes. He was the chivalrous embodiment of every woman of noble birth's dream.

Jaime Lannister.

Leda guessed the man's identity in an instant, the man her uncle trained and the person who tarnished the glorious Order of the Kingsguard by killing the king himself.

As the current Lady Commander of the Royal Guard, Leda felt it was her duty to kill Jaime and bring the head of the king's grandfather's murderer to Aenar. freēwēbnovel.com

"This is no time to fight him, wait a few more days." Noticing Leda's expression, Aenar spoke in a gentle tone.

Of course, he knew the thoughts of the Lady Commander of the Royal Guard, but this was not the time for Jaime to be killed, Aenar needed a bridge to reach the God of the Seven Faces and without a bridge linking both sides it was impossible for that to happen.

Jaime had to be alive for that, so he couldn't die right now.

Leda nodded and showed no dissatisfaction in her expression. The king's orders were absolute for her and any personal feelings were totally ignored in the face of her king's orders.

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