Chapter 56 - The Preparations Before the Coronation (I)

"Love is a strange thing, doing unthinkable things to you and giving you a strength that is simply shocking. At the same time, it's a poison against your determination and courage. But we love nonetheless, humanity is strange." Aenar Targaryen when thinking of his three Empresses.

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Volantis, First Daughter.

Diving into the warm water on the cold night, Aenar couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The water was comfortable and pleasant, there was nothing better than a hot bath on a cold night. The white ivory bathtub faced the balcony, which showed the gigantic city of Volantis in its entirety.

The red towers burned in seemingly unquenchable flames, illuminating various parts of the city.

Candles burned around the bathroom, illuminating the surroundings with a flickering light.

Aenar looked up at the beautifully painted ceiling and smiled. His coronation was near, in a few weeks he would be crowned king in Volatins, something he wanted to repeat in King's Landing.

"Aenar Targaryen, first your name." Aenar muttered to himself, this title carried an incomparable weight on his shoulders, but he had gotten used to it, and for some reason this heavy responsibility kept him lucid, focused, and concentrated.

Suddenly, Aenar heard the rustle of someone's clothes being undressed behind him and a sweet, gentle female voice from the bathroom. "May I join you, dear nephew?"

Aenar heard her words and smiled. "Of course, share a bath with me tonight, Auntie."

The moment he spoke, a figure appeared beside him and Visenya's naked body appeared fully in front of him. In the candlelight, her beauty took Aenar's breath away for a moment. He had seen many beautiful women in his life, Kinvara, Catelyn, Bellegere, but they all seemed inferior to the woman before him.

She looked like an elf shyly covering her sacred garden with her long silver hair, her small breasts were perfect and her pink nipples were hardened by the cold wind coming from the bathroom balcony, her immaculate skin looked slightly sweaty in the candlelight and her violet eyes showed a surprisingly adorable shyness.

Visenya felt her cheeks burn like never before, her heart seemed to explode from her chest, Aenar's gaze seemed so intense and hot that it made her skin burn. His gaze traversed every inch of her exposed skin. She quickly dove into the water and sat down next to him in the ivory bathroom.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of my beautiful aunt's doorbell on this cold night?" Aenar asked with a smile on his lips, a gentle look on his face. He didn't want Visenya to feel uncomfortable right now.

Visenya looked at his gentle, calm smile and felt her heart calm down, but her heart was still racing, there was no way she could remain calm when she saw a naked man for the first time, and her future husband at that.

"I came to keep you company, you looked tired." Visenya, her cheeks still flushed, replied in a low, shy tone.

Aenar's gaze softened as he listened to her words. He could hardly believe that this beautiful, sweet young woman was a warmonger at war, chopping people up like vegetables, but so shy at times like this.

"You are adorable." As he approached her, Aenar spoke, forcing her to turn her face toward him. He looked into her violet eyes and kissed her lips gently. Visenya was surprised for a moment and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her naked body against his.

Aenar's hands automatically wrapped around Visenya's waist and they both surrendered to the kiss with a warm, enveloping intensity.

They both seemed desperate to feel each other's lips, colliding, sucking and biting like there was no tomorrow. They were satisfying each other's decades-old desires as they tasted the intense, hot sensation of the kiss.

Surprisingly, Visenya's shyness lasted only for the beginning, as she became bolder and used her hands to explore Aenar's body without scruples. While one hand clung to his hair, the other ran down his body.

They parted for a moment, both leaning their foreheads against each other and catching their breath.

"This kiss was better than Dany's." Aenar spoke between quick breaths, his lips slightly swollen from the wild kiss.

Visenya smiled and seemed to gain an almost supernatural confidence. "Let me wash your body." She spoke in a soft, gentle tone.

Aenar nodded and allowed it. Visenya took the cloth from beside the ivory bathtub and rubbed it gently against his chest, wiping his skin with care and devotion as she watched his body with a gaze that gradually grew warmer and full of desire.

"Aenar, you don't have to burden yourself, I will be your queen." As she gently rubbed the silk cloth against his face, Visenya commented as she kissed his lips chastely.

"I'm sorry, I've done so many things on my own over the years that I forgot that I now have two beautiful wives." Aenar replied, stroking Visenya's face with his thumb, gliding slowly over her wet skin.

"A Targaryen alone in the world is a terrible thing." Visenya nodded, enjoying the caresses on her face, feeling that in these small gestures he truly cared for her.

It wasn't love they both felt at the moment, but companionship, love that would come later in their marriage when they got to know each other better. Perhaps only Daenerys was truly in love with Aenar at this moment.

"Thank you, I will remember your words, Visenya." Aenar spoke, kissing her cheek gently as he pulled her into a tight embrace, their naked bodies fitting perfectly into each other's.

Feeling her body and her small breasts pressed against his chest, the softness and warmth of them, Aenar began to breathe a little faster. Even with the extreme self-control he had over his emotions, he felt a certain part of his body stiffen like never before.

"Do you know how much I'm holding back from fucking you right here and now?" Nibbling at Visenya's ear, Aenar spoke in a husky voice, full of desire.

Visenya let out a soft, sensual moan as she felt the nibbling on her ear. She looked up at Aenar with her watery eyes and felt something hard and warm touch her belly, almost like a sword.

She knew exactly what it was, she wasn't a child, she was almost nineteen. Women her age had been married for a long time and had children.

But she wasn't ready to consummate her marriage in a bathtub, she wanted a night worthy of a queen with her king, not just a night of passion, she could have endless nights like that in the future, but the first one would always be special.

Aenar knew that, but that didn't mean they couldn't do something else.

Hearing the whisper in her ear, Visenya's cheeks flushed like never before, as red as two juicy apples.

"I will repay you, my dear queen." Aenar whispered again, like a demon tempting his prey to unknowingly fall into the abyss.

Visenya looked at Aenar with a hesitant look, she was reluctant to continue because she didn't know if she would really make her future husband comfortable, and coupled with her inexperience, she feared to cause more pain than pleasure.

But seeing Aenar's encouraging and increasingly tender gaze, she gradually began to kneel before him, keeping her gaze fixed on his eyes.

What followed was something Aenar loved every moment of; seeing that adorable, innocent face do something so indecent made his sense of conquest rise to simply astronomical levels.

Stroking her silver hair lovingly, Aenar enjoyed the feel of her mouth as he closed his eyes.

He was in heaven.

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Seeing Visenya return from her long bath, Daenerys quickly jumped out of bed and asked with a curious look. "Tell me all the details, sister!"

Visenya's face instantly turned red as she remembered the events in the bathroom. How could she tell her sister and mother that she had done something so shameful and unworthy of a princess.

However, she had to admit that she enjoyed every moment of it, especially when Aenar knelt before her and did as he had promised. Knowing that she had the power to make the most powerful man in the world kneel and do those shameful things certainly made her sense of conquest grow like never before.

"Daenerys, stop pestering your sister, she certainly doesn't want to talk about it." Rhaella commented, seeing the embarrassment on her daughter's face.

She was a grown woman, how could she not know what could happen in a bathroom? Especially when two lustful young men were involved. However, when she saw her daughter's normal walk, she knew that her daughter still retained her purity. For which she thanked her beloved grandson.

How could a queen have her first time in a mere bathtub?

Daenerys rolled her eyes, but didn't ask what had happened in the bathroom again, though she was curious.

If it hadn't been for her mother's insistence, she would have wanted to go in Visenya's place. But as her mother had said, they both needed equal time alone with Aenar.

Something Daenerys agreed to; she didn't want to be like Queen Rhaenys and Queen Visenya.

Aegon spent a day with Visenya and ten days with Rhaenys; she'd heard the stories and didn't want that to happen to her and her sister.