Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 201 - The Nexus of Time and Space (II)

"At the end of life regrets are inevitable, you will always regret the choices you have made throughout your life. It's natural, because humans are flawed, perhaps it's our eternal sin because of the wisdom we've been given." Queen Alysanne I Targaryen, The Good Queen.

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"How are you, dear mother?" Aenar asked, knowing who was hugging him from behind. There was no other person who smelled like that than his mother.

"I'm fine, it's only been a few hours since you sent me here. The queens were kind and took me in." Lyanna, who was a young girl of sixteen, spoke with a lively tone full of admiration, mentioning Rhaenys I and Visenya I.

Aenar laughed and thought that his mother was really lovely; as for the time Lyanna had mentioned, he wasn't at all surprised. Years had passed in reality, but inside the Time-Space Nexus, no more than a few hours had passed.

However, Lyanna soon noticed something incredibly wrong. Lifting her head, the Lady of House Stark struggled to see her son's face. Realizing something, she turned away and ever closer to her son, she realized how much he had grown!!!

"What did Ned feed you to make you grow so much in just a few hours?" Lyanna asked with a shocked and very adorable expression in Aenar's eyes.

The cute, adorable teenager had completely disappeared, replaced by angular, elegant, mature and strong features.

"Well, it's been almost two years since we last met, Mom." Aenar said with a laugh as she watched Lyanna's face turn into pure confusion.

Almost two years?

However, the woman simply started scolding Aenar for not visiting her for so long. Almost two years were no different to hours for her, but she still scolded her son just like any mother would after discovering that her son had gone out to hide and was taking a long time to return.

After scolding Aenar for a few more seconds, she caught her breath and simply dropped the subject and talked about the new visitors.

This confused Aenar for a moment, but he soon understood her words.

Because of the Holy War that Daenerys was beginning to prepare for with his orders, his subconscious brought up one of the culprits for leaving the hidden dangers in the dynasty for him to solve after so long.

Jaehaerys I Targaryen, the Old King and his queen, Queen Alysanne I Targaryen, the Good Queen.

While Aenar was talking to Lyanna, on the other side, on the balcony of the King's Room, four people could be seen drinking juice. Three women and one man.

Visenya I, Rhaenys I, Alysanne I and Jaehaerys I.

"Who would have thought that the shy child of that time would become such a competent king." Visenya, with her aged appearance, commented with a touch of sarcasm, remembering Jaehaerys' youth.

"Adversity makes people mature." Jaehaerys retorted Visenya's words with an equally sarcastic tone, without hiding the disgust in his voice for the woman in front of him.

"Still just as weak and childish, Aenys. The descendants of Rhaenys are always like that, weak." Visenya commented, speaking her judgment of Jaehaerys.

Her words made Rhaenys look at her sister with an offended look. I literally did nothing and you're accusing me!!!

"I'm not weak, Visenya." Jaehaerys spoke with a cold, indifferent, yet regal and powerful tone. "A king must be cold in his decisions, only a rational king can take the kingdom forward with more prosperity."

"That's why I like Aenar best, he's a good boy and will make a better king than you, brat." Perhaps only Visenya dared to call Jaehaerys a brat, for no other person dared to speak to one of the most prestigious kings of the Targaryen Dynasty in such a tone.

However, Visenya's words made Alysanne, who had been silent, speak up for the first time. "I assume you're the current king."

"No. To be more precise, you're the current contestant for the Iron Throne." Visenya's words made Jaehaerys and Alysanne's expression change dramatically.

Visenya's words indicated that Aenar was in contention for the throne, which meant civil war in the eyes of the husband and wife.

"Civil war?" Jaehaerys put aside all dislike for Visenya at that moment and asked with a worried tone. He had been through a civil war and knew how terrible it was when Targaryen fought each other, especially with Dragons.

"It's worse than a civil war." Visenya commented with a cold, murderous tone. "The one on the Iron Throne is Robert I Baratheon."

Jaehaerys and Alyssane's expressions showed disbelief as they listened to Visenya's words.

"How in the name of Balerion, House Baratheon managed to overthrow our dynasty." Even with all the calm and wisdom cultivated by decades of experience, Alysanne asked with a confused, angry and equally murderous tone.

She could accept a civil war, because in the end, a Targaryen will sit on the Iron Throne, but she would never allow another house to sit on the Iron Throne.

"In the second Civil War, known as the Dance of the Dragons, all the dragons were killed." Rhaenys spoke in place of her sister, who was about to mock Jaehaerys even more, for it was Jaehaerys' successor she had chosen, who had brought about the fall of the Dynasty.

"It was his useless successor, who married all this, because he wasn't strong enough and remarried, giving birth to a male child. As Viserys' heir was a woman, the ambitious houses joined forces with Viserys' son, Aegon II, which culminated in civil war and, consequently, the death of all the dragons." Visenya explained with a sarcastic tone, full of disdain for Jaehaerys' choice of successor.

Jaehaerys closed his eyes and sat quietly in his chair, a bitter laugh escaping his flabby lips. Even though he was very old, the man seemed to have aged even more.

"I told you this would happen, Jaehaerys." Alysanne held her husband's hand. Despite the fights, sadness and anger the couple had gone through over fifty years of marriage, they still loved each other deeply.

"You should have set a precedent at the time and named Daenerys as heir, the impact of Viserys' daughter becoming heir would have been much less. With your help, the impact could have been much less and none of this could have happened." A look of pain flashed across Queen Alysanne's eyes, she had seen all her sons and daughters die or be exiled, and there was nothing more painful than a mother losing her beloved sons and daughters.

Jaehaerys squeezed his wife's hand, but didn't respond and remained silent, regretting his choices over the years.

"Fortunately, Aenar has hatched new dragons and is about to begin his conquest of Westeros again." Rhaenys spoke, trying to lighten the mood as she looked at her grandson and granddaughter with a complex gaze. Although Visenya was an extremist in terms of using power to solve things, there was one thing she was right about.

If you can't solve everything with power, it means you're not powerful enough.

A relieved look appeared in Alysanne's eyes, she hadn't met this descendant of hers, but from Visenya and Rhaenys' proud tone, he must be a good king.

"Humph." Visenya snorted coldly. "If it weren't for your inability to choose an heir, the fate of our dynasty shouldn't rest on the shoulders of a fourteen-year-old boy."

Visenya's words made Jaehaerys even more despondent. Aenar's experience was similar to his own, how could he not know the weight of such a fate on his shoulders? But Aenar's fate was even worse than his own.

"Grandma, please don't speak so badly of my husband." Alysanne defended her husband with a strong, resolute look. "We lost all our children, we had to rely on fate, but all my sons and daughters died or were exiled."

"Aemon was the perfect king to succeed my husband, but he died in the end. Baelon was the worthy successor, but he died, along with his brothers and sisters."

Visenya became visibly more sympathetic to Alysanne's experience of seeing all her sons and daughters die. "I'm just angry about old events in the past, I know you've had difficulties too." The queen spoke with a tired and sad tone, almost all the members of House Targaryen had mostly had a sad and miserable fate.

Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded in the room, it was a fun and playful tone, breaking all the solemn and sad atmosphere hanging in the air.

"What a heavy atmosphere, it's like ghosts are talking again. Wait, ghosts really are talking to each other again."

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Note: After this short arc in the Time-Space Nexus, we'll return to the war.

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