(A/N: I tried something new, aka adding thoughts of characters in between lines!)

TW: Grooming, Show! Alicent and Otto but make it 10x worse

OLDTOWN, 43 AC

After King Maegor I and Dowager Queen Visenya threatened to incinerate the Starry Sept at Oldtown, they were met with the new High Septon anointing Maegor as king.

After this small success, with Jaehaera and Kathryn still gone, Maegor decided to take a short stop in Oldtown, to visit his half brother and family.

"Welcome to Oldtown, brother." Baelor, Maegors younger brother, gave a short bow.

Maegor could only laugh and smile at his younger brother. He was a handsome young man with a kind soul. "Come here boy, give me a kiss."

Baelor didn't need to be told twice. "Welcome again, We hope you find everything okay and will enjoy your stay."

Ceryse Hightower, Baelors wife, just gave an annoyed bow. Maegor just threatened to burn their place of worship down with his mother and now he was playing family again?

"I hope so too. Tell me brother," Maegor starred at Ceryse. "Have you done anything with that beautiful maiden you married? How was she? Have you bedded her yet?"

Ceryse just grew ever more annoyed but kept her composure for the sake of peace.

"Ceryse? Oh she's amazing. You have missed so much since you've last been here." Baelor changed the topic, seeing how annoyed Ceryse was.

"I bet you love her with everything you have in you, don't you? Oh, and did you have anymore children since I left? I would love to be an Uncle again." Maegor chuckled.

"Of course, it's been ages since you been here. Your nephews are in the sept and your nieces are upstairs, I believe." Baelor answered.

"It has been so long. You know how I love little children, I cannot wait to see them. How old are they now? I swear it's been ages since I came to visit you."

"Maelor and Aegon are just three, Naerys is 16 and Daenys just turned a year old." He smiled in pride.

"16 already? Oh gods, time passes like the wind. What about little Naerys? Is she still that wild girl who had a crush on me?" Maegor joked.

Baelor giggled at the joke. "She still does. Probably."

"Oh little Naerys, I remember, she was always so fascinated by my scars, wasn't she?" Maegor laughed. "I wonder what her reaction would be if I were to kiss her and take her hand with all of you watching? That might make an impression."

Ceryse just shot a look to Maegor that could kill even the toughest of men, it might just awake dragons from stone.

Watch out or I might just strangle you in your sleep.

"Ceryse would probably strangle you in your sleep, but it would do good to see my wife be a little feisty." Baelor joked, desperately trying to make Maegor change the topic.

Baelor you insufferable cunt, I might just make you sleep in the basement of the Hightower for this.

Ceryse thought.

Maegor laughed at that. "I bet she would. But I would love to try it. Come, let's go see our little Naerys, I can't wait to see that pretty little face of hers."

"Of course."  Baelor went upstairs with him, far away from Ceryse.

I might aswell just feed myself to Balerion before facing my lovely wife.

Maegor started walking towards the stairs with his brother close to him. "She would be a little older now, wouldn't she? I hope those feelings of hers have not changed and are still present. If so, that would be quite exciting, now wouldn't it? How is her beauty?"

Baelor sighed. "Ive lost count of the men asking for her favor at tourneys."

"I bet you have. No doubt, her beauty is well known. That's good. I can tell she's your favorite little lady, and by the sounds of it she's your pride and joy, no?"

"Of course she is, she's my firstborn and a spitting image of the goddess that is my wife." Baelor said.

"I bet she means the world to you, brother. Can't wait to see her again. Do you think she will remember me?" Maegor asked with a raised brow.

"She probably will." He then lead him to Naerys' chamber.

Maegor followed behind his brother, smiling at the memory of Naerys. When they both came to her door and stood in front of it, Maegor looked back at him.

"Shall we knock?"

"Of course. We can't just enter without knocking, now can we?"

He knocked on the door gently. As they waited for Naerys to open the door, he looked at Baelor.

"Do you think she will be surprised to see it's her Uncle Maegor? She always loved that nickname and my scars."

"She definitely will be excited." Baelor smiled. "I shall leave you two alone, Ceryse needs me."

I lied. I just don't think I could restrain myself from knocking his teeth out for lusting over my Naerys.

Maegor smiled. He was eager to see his little Naerys again. He didn't want to admit it, but he had missed her dearly and she was always on his mind. When the door opened, he saw her in front of him again, taller and more beautiful than ever.

Naerys was quick to open the door.

"Well, hello uncle." She smiled slightly.

Maegor looked at her, stunned by her beauty. Her eyes captured him and he couldn't take his gaze away from her.

"Naerys, you've grown so much. I was worried you wouldn't remember me." Maegor grinned.

"How could I forget you, uncle?" She seemed confused.

To what is he up now?

Maegor laughed at that. A beautiful, wild woman was before him and his loins stirred at the sight. "May I come in?"

"Of course." Naerys smiled, letting him in.

Maegor moved over to her and looked her in the eyes.

"I am going to be extremely straightforward with you. I have missed you, your beauty captured me from the moment I first saw you and that admiration only grew as I watched you grow as well, from a child to the woman you are today. And when you had those foolish crushes on me when you were younger and even now as you grew up...well, you must know what that did to my heart. Now I ask you, what do you feel towards me?"

Naerys look of shock was indescribable.

What the fuck did he just say? Doesn't he have a wife, or well, two and kids at home?

Maegor felt her look of shock and it brought a smile to his face. Naerys was as beautiful as ever. Her beauty captured him all over again. Her shock was an indication of her feelings and her blush was proof that he was right about his suspicions.

He stepped a little closer and spoke softly. "You're blushing, little girl. It is cute. You are so beautiful. Do you still think of me as you did when you were a little girl, or have those feelings changed?"

"I.. uh.." Naerys responded.

Oh, he is serious then. Well what choice do I have? Reject his confession and risk my family getting burned to ash or accepting it and praying he doesn't want to marry me.

Maegor chuckled at her hesitation. He felt her words would only confirm what he already knew. In his mind, Naerys was still infatuated with him and he was enjoying every moment of it.

"Please, don't be shy. Speak freely, you are safe around me. Your beauty stirs something inside me and I wish to know if you feel the same for me."

Right, if I spoke freely you definitely wouldn't hurt me, what a joke.

"I.. uh.. gladly accept your confession." Naerys eventually responded.

Maegor's face lit up. The Gods had answered his prayers and gave him what he had wanted. Naerys was his. She would be his and he would be her's. Her confession made him feel butterflies and his heart fluttered.

"Oh, Naerys, I have waited so long for this moment. You have no idea how much I have longed for this."

He walked up to her and took her hand in his, gently caressing her fingers with his thumb.

Naerys smiled lightly.

Hopefully someone strangles him in his sleep.

Maegor leaned in and kissed her softly. The kiss was one he had dreamt of and it was better than he imagined. The moment he had fantasized about since she was young had finally came.

Their lips parted and he pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her body and holding her.

"My little Naerys, all that time I have watched you and yearned for you...for this moment. Finally you are mine. Do you know what this means between us?"

If you propose to me I might just actually fling myself out of the window.

"What does it mean?" Naerys asked, even though she knew deep down.

Maegor smiled as he looked down at her, enjoying their close proximity. She was so adorable. Her lips made him lose his breath and her beauty was captivating.

"It means we will be together, as lovers. You are my lady and I am your man. We will be wed, as husband and wife. Our union would bring the Houses Targaryen and Hightower together in an unshakable union."

He brought her even closer to him, his lips gently kissing her neck. "Do you not want it to be this way?"

"Of course I do." She smiled.

Ah yes, I can imagine nothing better than being your THIRD WIFE.

Maegor broke his embrace with her and stepped back to take her hands in his again. He looked down at her, a little shocked at the realization that she didn't seem to mind that she was not his first.

"Are you not angry with me for having already been married? I know most women would see me as a vile man for not being true to my wives."

"Of course I'm not angry." She smiled, her face ached from those fake smiles.

She was in fact VERY angry, her mother was an extremely pious woman, the faith was an essential part of Naerys' life.

A while later..

"You asked for me, uncle?" Naerys walked into the study of her uncle Dorian with this question.

"Yes, niece. There is something I wish to talk about with you. Take a seat." He smiled, gesturing to the seat across him.

Naerys quickly took the seat. "What is it?"

"I've noticed your.. behavior with king Maegor. I don't mind it, but I suggest something. Be more affectionate with him." Dorian looked at her with a small smirk.

"He likes it, and I like it as well. You know, as your uncle, I'd like you to be closer to Maegor so he doesn't get to find other interests or get the idea to replace us. He is powerful and we all know what can happen if he finds other women. You don't want that to happen, dear niece, don't you?" Dorian leaned in closer to her.

"Of course not, I understand.." Naerys sighed.

"I'm glad you do. We wouldn't want anything to happen to you or your brothers and sisters. You're my favorite niece and I couldn't imagine anything hurting you. You know that I love you, right?"

As Dorian was talking, he began grabbing her hand softly, as if he was trying to gently caress it.

"Of course you do.." Naerys took another deep breath.

"Good, now my dear niece, do promise me you'll act as I told you. I don't want Maegor getting bored and deciding to turn to someone else to satisfy his... desires." Dorian smiled.

"Sure. Thank you for your efforts.." Naerys gave a small bow before exiting the room.

"Good girl. I can count on you, I'm sure." He muffled under his breath.

(A/N: SOMEONE GET THOSE MEN AWAY FROM NAERYS. Before anyone asks why I am so good at writing in the predatory male gaze, I was a grooming victim too.)