Aemon Targaryen AU part 6

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Blackfyre

Aemon has no plans of betraying his king but he felt he should meet with the people in bronze they saved his life they deserved a little of his time, So he came by the Sept of Baelor late at night whilst all the Septons and High Septon slept, the bronze men gathered around the father, Smith, mother and the rest in that room. He made it to the front door to hear words that shot like acid spoken as furious as a castrated Boar, the man’s voice boomed throughout the Sept yet not a soul was awoken.

“The king of obesity, the lord of ignorance, the piggy of the Red Keep lets us starve and grow poor whilst he eats his full and spends coin like he could never run out, a weak man a rotten squirming rat, not a single thing can bring the fatass to wit and charm, even the best teacher would carve out their own eyes attempting to advise Aegon!” Aemon made himself known the men in bronze welcomed him the riled up speaker said “there he is, everyone leave me with him” the others in bronze robes left the sept. Aemon walked closer in the middle of the room the man took off his hood to reveal his head with not a inch of hair. “Times are changing, you are so close to the king you are his brother we need you for this, It’s Daemon Water’s time, a bastard he is but also a good candidate for king, he’d make a far better king then your nitwit brother” Aemon shook his head “what about Daeron?, he’s a good boy he should be king” the man scoffed “he’s weak hanging out with scholars we need a warrior damn it” Aemon frowned “I would rather die then see a bastard on the iron throne” Aemon left the Sept and heard the man yell at him “fine, don’t help, doesn’t matter, he will be king whether you like it or not.”

Aemon walked through Kingslanding he heard someone yelling for help he turned the corner to see an alley way a woman stood waving a sword in the face of the commander of the City Watch Greco Strokeworth he yelped out in pain as she cut off his arm as he bled she said “this city belongs to us, you are nothing” Aemon crept close to the woman who was squatting down at the side of Greco. Aemon said “Girl the only thing that belongs to you” she turned around and looked up to see Aemon “is the bottom of my boot” he kicked her in the face and she fell over but quickly found her feet but it was too late Aemon’s sword had already met her neck she bled on the city ground, Aemon helped up the commander then continued walking to the Red Keep.

Aemon slept and dreamed of Naerys her body and his then suddenly he was awoken by the stomping of Aegon, that morning he headed to the throne room and saw Aegon in his chair with that bloated crown on his head with dragons peering off the ends, the king announced “today is a good day, My little brother Aemon has Dark Sister, and I have Blackfyre but It’s wasted on my hand, my beloved son, you are a shining example of what a Targaryen should be, you are a dragon and most deserving of this blade” Aemon looked at Aegon’s sons, Aegor, Brynden, Daemon and most importantly Daeron II his heir whom Aemon was exited to see finally get some recognition for the heir was usually given Blackfyre. The king continued “my favorite son....Daemon, come to me and take what is rightfully yours” the bastard patted Daeron II on the back and walked forward and kneeled to his king. Aegon put his sword on Daemon’s shoulder “I bestow upon you, Blackfyre” Daeron leaned over to Aegon’s Hand Butterwell Aemon was close so he heard him whisper “don’t let him do this” Lord Butterwell agreed “your grace, surely the heir deserves Blackfyre more then this bastard” Aegon was angered with Butterwells comment “I gave you a dragon egg Butterwell, I give you gifts and you seem ungrateful, questioning your king! it’s treason I say, but you are my friend and what king would I be if I were to murder my friends, Daemon enjoy wielding this sword be a proud Targaryen” Daemon was mesmerized with the blade not taking his eyes off it until everyone left the room, Aemon was taking his leave but while he stepped out of the throne room he heard Daemon say “I will never be a Targaryen, I will be.... a Blackfyre.”

To be continued