( She, too, waits for any of the lords to object to Aemond's proposal, but it doesn't come, leaving her shocked and impressed. More often than naught, most discussions within these chambers bring forth heated arguments. Either the lords are in a good mood and are pleased with the proposal brought on by the young prince, are afraid of the wrath that may come down upon them for disagreeing or throwing it out completely ( though that has never stopped them ), or they are eager to get on with their days.
Still, she is pleased with how things have been handled; between Aemond and the council members. Maybe she should allow him to attend more often — after all, he seems more interested than his brother, and if Aegon ever sits upon the throne, there is a chance Aemond could be a member of his council. But as things stand now, it is princess Rhaenyra that stands to inherit the throne, leaving uncertainties lingering for Alicent and her children.
As the council members depart, the Queen remains seated — nodding and bidding them all farewell. Her gaze lingers on each member, making sure to account for their departure, with the Hand being the last and Criston Cole behind him when she dismisses him, who is sure to close the door leaving the two of them alone. )
You conducted yourself well today, Aemond, ( she praises as she turns to face him. Never did she think otherwise, but rewarding to see all of his hard work, studying, and effort put toward something instead of sitting by idly. )
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Still, she is pleased with how things have been handled; between Aemond and the council members. Maybe she should allow him to attend more often — after all, he seems more interested than his brother, and if Aegon ever sits upon the throne, there is a chance Aemond could be a member of his council. But as things stand now, it is princess Rhaenyra that stands to inherit the throne, leaving uncertainties lingering for Alicent and her children.
As the council members depart, the Queen remains seated — nodding and bidding them all farewell. Her gaze lingers on each member, making sure to account for their departure, with the Hand being the last and Criston Cole behind him when she dismisses him, who is sure to close the door leaving the two of them alone. )
You conducted yourself well today, Aemond, ( she praises as she turns to face him. Never did she think otherwise, but rewarding to see all of his hard work, studying, and effort put toward something instead of sitting by idly. )