(Ellion's POV)
So the King wants me to go and kill some people for him.
If I do that, then he'll let me have sex with any servant of his. This is quite the predicament I have gotten myself into. I was planning on fucking someone the moment I got to the capital, but this just makes it a bit easier for me.
If it benefits me, I might do what the King wants.
I was in the Training Yard, sharpening my blade when I saw that most of the Knights that were there kept staring at me. Most of them were much older than I was and I could feel their angry glares pierce right through me. I really didn't know what I did to piss them off this badly, but I really didn't give a shit.
I was just minding my own business.
I felt a presence approach me, a familiar one at that.
"Prince Rhaegar." I said, without looking up, "What can I do you for?"
I felt as he stopped several feet away from me, "How could you tell it was me?" He asked me, "Ser Ellion."
"I can hear the fluttering of your long hair as you walk against the breeze." I said as I looked up at him, "Did you need something?"
"My Father intends to wield you as his personal blade." He said, "I can only see more harm being done than good."
"Hm." I said, "He is the King. Do you intend to oppose his decisions?"
"Sometimes, that sort of power can control a man." He said
"Is that meant for him or for me?" I asked
"Mayhaps both." He said seriously
"Hm." I said, "I wouldn't worry about me being controlled by power."
"And that means what?" He asked with a raised eyebrow
"I only wish to be Free, that is all." I said, standing up and sheathing my blade, "I don't intend to rise up and possess the power like most men do. I intend to be free of the restraints that is the Realm, that is my dream."
"In this world? Impossible." He said seriously, "And I think you know that."
"Only if your will is inferior to what is necessary." I said
"You mentioned that already." He said, "What does that mean?"
"Mayhaps one day, I will show you." I said, "But today? I intend to relax."
"Mhm." He said, "If that is what you say."
"Rhaegar!" I heard a woman's voice call out, "You have returned....!"
I looked over to see a white-haired woman wearing a white and blue dress walking up to us. She was beautiful, with striking purple eyes that seemed to hold such serenity. Her dress outlined her mature curves, which were proof of motherhood.
I knew exactly who she was without having anyone telling me. Every one of the Knights that were present parted away and bowed their heads in pure respect, not wanting to look up at her directly.
Such was the power of a Targaryen Woman, so beautiful and akin to a Goddess.
"Mother." Rhaegar said as she approached us, "Forgive me for not seeing you. I was told you were in bed, resting. How is Viserys?"
Queen Rhaella Targaryen, wife of King Aerys, and the mother of Rhaegar. To think that I would lay my eyes upon such a beautiful Targaryen Woman so soon in my life. She was quite beautiful, with a body a bit curvier than Lady Joanna's, but not as much as Lady Genna's.
If I were to compare her, I would say she was comparable to Lady Cassana. But in general, Queen Rhaella was much more beautiful than Lady Baratheon and only Lady Joanna would be capable of rivaling her. But that was my bias speaking, Queen Rhaella was ethereal, even for someone of her age.
She was so beautiful, I felt like I was in a daze.
"Viserys is good." She said, "And who might this be?"
She was looking at me with her beautiful eyes. Upon closer inspection, I saw that her eyes were a bit tired, which told me a few things: she was physically exhausted or she had gone through some experiences that left her eyes like this. From what I understand, her marriage to King Aerys was not that happy, and she tries her best to put on a front.
I bowed slightly, "Your Grace." I said politely, "Forgive my rudeness, I am Ser Ellion."
"Ser Ellion?" She spoke, "Oh, wait. I did hear about you from Aerys. You are the Champion of Lannisport. The one who unhorsed Ser Arthur to win the Tourney that celebrated my son's birth."
"The same." Rhaegar said, "He named Lady Joanna Queen of Love and Beauty."
"Oh my." Rhaella said, "Well, Ser Ellion, it is a pleasure to meet you."
I straightened up, "The pleasure is all mine, Your Grace." I said, "Not many get to meet the Queen and I hope I don't insult you with my presence."
"Why would you?" She asked, tilting her head slightly
"I am but a Rivers." I said
"Oh, that is no problem to me." She said with a frown, "Do not think otherwise."
I nodded, "Thank you."
"I was speaking to Ser Ellion about his sudden privileges." Rhaegar spoke up, "Father wishes for him to be a high-ranking Knight."
"Oh, I wouldn't know anything about that." Rhaella said as she hugged Rhaegar's arm, "Let us go for a walk, my son. I have missed you dearly. Ser Ellion, if you excuse us...."
I nodded, "Yes." I said, stepping to the side, "Go ahead."
As the two walked away, I looked at her backside, seeing how beautiful the sight was from behind. Even through her dress, I was able to see the outline of her rear. Such a goddess had given birth, meaning that her body had excess curves, which made her much more desirable. Not only that, she was giving off a beautiful glow, which was incredibly alluring.
The mere sight of her was enough to excite me, but I had to show restraint.
After they left, I simply sighed, "Hm...." I said to myself, "I ought to visit a brothel."
"I'm pent up."