hotmtlnovel Chapter 461: Alicent Suffers a Sword Cut
Chapter 461: Alicent Suffers a Sword Cut
Chapter 461: Alicent Suffers a Sword Cut
A familiar voice echoed through the hall, causing the two Kingsguard and Alicent to freeze.
Rhaenyra turned quickly to the source of the sound.
In the long corridor leading to the council chamber, a slightly stooped figure approached.
"Father."
Rhaenyra's face was a mask of surprise, wondering how her father had awakened.
"Leave us. Didn't you hear me?"
Viserys, pale but determined, wore the crown of authority.
Alicent, caught off guard, stammered, "Viserys, why are you here?"
Realizing her mistake, she quickly fell silent.
Several figures gathered behind Viserys.
Lorent and Steffon, members of the Kingsguard, glared at the two brothers in the hall.
Maester Munkun, who had been bribed, stood with a calm expression.
Alicent's personal maid, Tera, stood with her head bowed, avoiding eye contact.
Understanding dawned on Alicent.
Maester Munkun spoke, his tone measured, "I am sorry, but every Maester must uphold justice or he is unworthy to serve the realm."
He could not betray his conscience, especially after the king had treated him so well.
Tera, the White Worm's secret agent and later joined as a member of the Master of Whisperers birds, trembled in the background.
'I'm sorry, I have always been an undercover agent.'
Viserys surveyed the room and waved his hand dismissively, "Take these traitors who dared to threaten my daughter."
"Yes, Your Grace!"
Lorent and Steffon quickly moved to disarm and capture the two Kingsguard brothers, who did not resist.
Clang!
The situation intensified as a deputy commander of the royal guard led his team into the corridor, weapons at the ready.
Seeing the king, the young commander hesitated, "Your Grace, the Red Keep is on lockdown. Please give your orders."
Viserys, startled, looked at Rhaenyra seated in the chair.
With unwavering confidence, Rhaenyra commanded, "Guard the corridor and remain on standby."
"Yes!"
The deputy commander responded, leading his team to secure the corridor exit.
The tension in the room eased slightly as everyone began to grasp the unfolding events.
Alicent was the first to react, rushing to her husband, her voice frantic, "Viserys, listen to me. Rhaegar tried to—"
"Silence!"
Viserys's face darkened, his voice thunderous.
Alicent froze, mere steps from her husband, unable to move closer.
Rhaenyra seized the moment, pushing The Realm's Delight away.
Today, Alicent would face the consequences of her actions.
As Viserys's shouting subsided, he began to pant, clearly exhausted.
Maester Munkun had not administered any milk of the poppy, instead awakening Viserys from his coma.
His prolonged bedridden state had weakened him significantly.
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Alicent, tears streaming, stood paralyzed with guilt.
"I said shut up."
Viserys's gaze was sorrowful as he looked at his wife. "Alicent, I never thought you could be so foolish."
Alicent shook her head, feeling as if the ground had given way beneath her.
"Don't bother arguing. I know everything."
Viserys's voice was heavy with disappointment. "You are my wife, yet you treat the children so harshly. You couldn't wait to tear our family apart before my death!?"
His breathing grew erratic, and he began to cough.
He couldn't fathom how much chaos had erupted during the two months he had been unconscious.
Viserys was well aware of the strained relationship between Alicent and his eldest son and daughter. Before his marriage to Alicent, she and Rhaenyra had been inseparable, sharing everything as best friends.
The marriage changed everything, with Rhaenyra feeling deeply betrayed. The threat posed by Alicent's children to the succession led to the formation of the rival factions known as the Blacks and Greens.
Fortunately, his eldest son, wise and capable, managed to keep his younger siblings in line, and they all went to war together. Viserys had cherished the times spent with his children, riding dragons on the battlefields of Dorne.
Despite a near assassination, his passion for dragon riding remained undiminished. He was especially impressed with Aemond, who was determined to protect him, and felt immense pride in his eldest son and second daughter’s timely arrival.
The arrival of the seven Targaryen dragon riders at Dorne was a significant honor for the realm.
With a single sentence, he sealed their fate.
"Your Grace..."
The two Kingsguard hurriedly knelt, desperate for the king's mercy.
Bang! Bang!
Lorent and Steffon delivered swift kicks and punches, dragging the disgraced knights away with force.
A breach of principle could not be forgiven.
Viserys glanced at his royal advisers one last time, thinking of their role in safeguarding the kingdom during his absence. Forcing a smile, he said, "Everyone, disperse."
As he turned to leave, he felt a sudden dizziness and fell backward.
"Your Grace!"
Maester Munkun reacted quickly, catching the king before he could hit the ground.
Lyonel and the others rushed over, the scene immediately descending into chaos.
"Your Grace... Your Grace..."
"Send a letter to Oldtown and recall the heir prince immediately!"
"..."
...
Meanwhile,
Rhaenyra returned to her chambers, cradling her stomach.
"Princess..."
In the bedroom, her foster daughters, Baela and Rhaena, were crouching by the door and greeted her anxiously.
"You're here."
Rhaenyra closed the door behind her, leaning against the door frame for support. She reached into the long hem of her skirt with her right hand.
At first, she felt nothing.
Then a cool hand met a warm, wet sensation between her legs.
When she looked at her hand, she saw blood.
Her distress had triggered the rupture of her water.
"Princess?"
The twins, alarmed at the sight of blood, immediately surrounded her.
"It's nothing. I'm going into labor."
Rhaenyra forced a wry smile, looking at Baela first. "Go tell Grand Maester Orwyle I'm in labor."
"Okay!"
Baela nodded repeatedly.
Rhaenyra then turned to the shy Rhaena and spoke softly, "Go to the Master of Whisperers and ask him to send a letter to your mother, telling her to ride Vhagar to King's Landing."
Having Laena by her side would bring her comfort.
"Mm-hmm!"
Rhaena nodded eagerly.
"Good girl." Rhaenyra felt a wave of relief and moved to the bed.
The twins quickly opened the door and rushed out.
As soon as Rhaenyra sat down on the bed, she looked up to see Sara standing at the door.
Sara's face was solemn, but she nodded reassuringly.
Rhaenyra smiled, her heart finally at peace.
The twins were quick at their tasks.
In less than half an hour, Orwyle arrived with the midwife and the maid, practically flying through the halls.
The king had Maester Munkun with him, so Orwyle had to hurry to the Princess.
Bang!
The door closed and the maids helped Rhaenyra lie down.
Rhaenyra's eyes were tightly shut, fear gripping her heart.
She suddenly regretted not agreeing to Alicent's plan to summon Rhaegar back sooner.
And she regretted not killing Alicent when she had the chance.
She feared she wouldn't survive the birthing bed, wouldn't see Rhaegar again, let alone deal with Alicent.
"Mother, please keep me and my child safe."
Rhaenyra prayed silently, and then the pain hit her.
The next second, her screams of childbirth echoed throughout the Red Keep.