( As much as it saddens her and brings the heavy weight of missing him to settle in her chest, it does not surprise her to see him absent from the table this morning. It would seem that all her children had the same idea, Helaena breaking fast in her chambers with the children, likely with Aegon, but she cannot be sure — he might still be in Flea Bottom chasing his depravity, passed out within his chambers, or as much as she hates even to think it, chasing any of the servants who happens to cast him a second glance.
The morning passes, filled with conversation with her father as they break fast together, discussing her time away from the Red Keep and King's Landing as she journeys to Old Town. They also discuss the King's health and how the latest treatment was unsuccessful, but the maesters are hopeful of new ones and hope that she might bring texts from the Citadel on her way back.
Making her way to the small council chamber with her father, Alicent ends up ahead of him when he gets waylayed by conversation, and she enters first with her hands clasped together and eyes on the ground. Slowly she looks up, surprise across her features, when she spots Aemond standing there looking out the window.
The sight of him alone with no one else around softens her features before a smile spills across her lips, alighting her face. She wonders how much time they'll have before her father and the rest of the council enters. Just as she takes several steps, wanting to close the distance between them, she hears the familiar footsteps of her father. Immediately the queen straightens with her shoulders back and head high with her own expression falling. )
Aemond, ( she acknowledges him with a nod before taking a seat at the head of the table, where the King typically sits, but it has been vacant of him for several years now. The Hand sits beside her, across from the young prince, and offers him a nod. ) It pleases me that you are able to join us today.
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The morning passes, filled with conversation with her father as they break fast together, discussing her time away from the Red Keep and King's Landing as she journeys to Old Town. They also discuss the King's health and how the latest treatment was unsuccessful, but the maesters are hopeful of new ones and hope that she might bring texts from the Citadel on her way back.
Making her way to the small council chamber with her father, Alicent ends up ahead of him when he gets waylayed by conversation, and she enters first with her hands clasped together and eyes on the ground. Slowly she looks up, surprise across her features, when she spots Aemond standing there looking out the window.
The sight of him alone with no one else around softens her features before a smile spills across her lips, alighting her face. She wonders how much time they'll have before her father and the rest of the council enters. Just as she takes several steps, wanting to close the distance between them, she hears the familiar footsteps of her father. Immediately the queen straightens with her shoulders back and head high with her own expression falling. )
Aemond, ( she acknowledges him with a nod before taking a seat at the head of the table, where the King typically sits, but it has been vacant of him for several years now. The Hand sits beside her, across from the young prince, and offers him a nod. ) It pleases me that you are able to join us today.