(Third Person POV)
Aemon looked at him, "W-What did you do?!" He bellowed, "What did you do?! Drakken!!!"
Astorias frowned, being held by Drakken, and began to cry.
Drakken glared at him, "Do you see what your ceaseless yelling does?" He said, "She's crying now. Maybe it's you, not the red worm. I ought to do something about it."
Jocelyn looked at the girl, "Oh, the Lady Astorias...." She said as she leaned in, "It is okay, little one. No need to cry."
Aemon looked at her, "Jocelyn!" He exclaimed, "It's me, don't you remember?!"
Jocelyn straightened up, "What is there to remember?" She asked, "Prince Aemon, I am sure that we've known each other to an extent. You are my nephew after all."
Aemon stepped back, "You....you are the mother of my children...." He said softly, his face pale, "You gave me three children....a son and two girls....I lost both you and our son.....T-This cannot be.....I must be dreaming...."
Jocelyn looked at Drakken who was calming his daughter down, trying his best to ease her crying.
"My Lord." Jocelyn said, "Is this true?"
Drakken pointed past Aemon and at Caraxes,
"Stay"
Caraxes then laid down, his eyes turning black as it let out a rumble.
Aemon looked back at this, "W-What....."
Drakken then snapped his fingers, and all four of them were suddenly transported in the Throne Room. Jocelyn stood in front of the throne were Drakken was sitting down, holding the girl who was calming down.
Aemon looked around him and then right at Drakken, "What are you playing at?!" He shouted, "D-Drakken!!!"
"Maybe you're hungry too....." Drakken said, ignoring Aemon
Aemon then walked up to Jocelyn and grabbed her hands, "J-Jocelyn!" He exclaimed, "Listen to me, you have to remember! I am your Husband! You are the Mother of my girls! Our Daughters! Rhaenys and Rhaella!"
Jocelyn looked at him and smiled slightly, "That is sweet, Prince Aemon. For you to think that I would be worthy of you a Targaryen Man such as yourself." She said as she pulled away, "But I am merely a Lady of Storm's End."
"N-No..." Aemon said, "I...."
"Technically.....you're not her husband." Drakken said with a slight smirk, "Not anymore. She did die, after all."
Jocelyn looked at him, "Wait." She said with a frown, "What are you saying? It is true? What he is saying?"
Drakken looked away, "Oh." He said, "Shouldn't have said that."
Jocelyn walked up to him, "My Lord, why would you keep that from me?" She asked with a frown, "Is this another of your lies? Another one of your tests?"
Drakken cleared his throat, "Yes, Jocelyn." He said as he chuckled, "This is but a test."
Jocelyn looked back at Aemon, "Why is he crying so much?"
Aemon touched his cheeks, feeling the tears that were running down, "Drakken...." He said, "I....w-why would you do this....?"
Drakken pointed behind him, "See that?"
Both Jocelyn and Aemon looked over where he pointed; the massive portrait of Daranne behind the throne, on the wall.
"That is...." Jocelyn said, "Is that....Lady Daranne....?"
Drakken's face was serious, "Prince Aemon Targaryen....had a hand in dealing with our friend downstairs, whom you've grown quite close to, Jocelyn." He said, "He is partially responsible for taking away my Daranne. And now...she is gone...and I cannot bring her back. So, I got you back instead....as an experiment....to see what the effects of resurrection would be. I already had your body...and your Mind."
Aemon took a step back and shook his head, "T-That's not just it, isn't it?"
Drakken nodded, "That's right, Aemon." He said, "I wanted to get back at you. I wanted to wait until you and Daella are stuck to the hip. So you can fucking suffer....and now that you see her, Jocelyn, you will have no choice but to be conflicted inside....what will you do now, Aemon?"
Aemon looked at Jocelyn who was a bit confused, "Jocelyn....." He said, "Do you not remember me?"
Jocelyn shook her head, "No, I am sorry..." She said, "I don't remember anything."
"I should...." Aemon gulped, "I should bring you to your daughters then....so you can see-"
"No." Drakken said, "Jocelyn belongs to the Trinity now. There's not much you could do about it. If you take her away, I will simply undo what I have done."
"What?!" Aemon exclaimed, "You brought her back so you can take her away again?!"
"That is right." Drakken said
Jocelyn began to shudder, sweat began to roll down her forehead, "N-No...." she said softly, "P-Please, don't.....My Lord, I beg of you....."
Aemon glared at Drakken, "You took her from me!!!" He shouted, "You were behind the Essosi attack!! If it were not for you, Jocelyn and Aenys would have been fine!!! Because of you, their ship was attacked and burned!!"
"Oh yea?" Drakken said, "Last I checked, you conspired to kill me!! Doing whatever it fucking took to get rid of me! And guess what happened, Aemon? You lost!! And you paid for it! But you never learn do you? You just kept trying to piss me off. You took what was mine and I will make you pay for it again."
"I had nothing to do with Daranne!!!" Aemon shouted
Astorias began to cry, causing Jocelyn to wince and her eye twitched slightly.
"Ah...." Jocelyn said, "L-Lady Astorias, don't cry....it's okay, my dear...."
Drakken pointed at Aemon, "Tell your Father that he can stick his meeting up his fucking ass." He said, "He made his choice. If he has second thoughts on sticking with the Faith, then too bad. You know, Jocelyn is one thing. What do you think I am truly capable of, Aemon? I brought her back, i did it. What is stopping me from bringing your son back? Hm? Nothing! That's what! I can bring anyone I fucking want!!"
"Except Daranne." Aemon said with an angry glare
Drakken's eye twitched, "Oho...." He said as he stood up, ignoring Astorias's crying, "Good one. You're right, I can't bring her back. And I am angry because of that. But don't worry, I will take that anger out on you. Just you wait. Your precious Jocelyn.....she is mine now. Not yours, mine. And I know that by now, you must know about Daella and I....about what she and I shared...."
Aemon scowled, "Y-You....!!" He said as he clenched his fists, "I will fucking-"
"What is going on?!" a voice shouted
Aemon turned around to see Saera walking up to them, an annoyed scowl on her face, "Saera...!"
Saera stopped next to him, "What are you doing here?" She asked, "Have you come to bother us, brother?"
"I-" Aemon started
"Shut up." Saera waved him off and walked over to the throne, "My daughter is crying. Probably because of you, you stuck up prick."
Saera took Astorias away from Drakken's hands and began to pat her back.
"Is that..." Jocelyn held her side of her head, "Princess....Saera...."
"Oh, hello Aunt." Saera said as Astorias slowed her crying down, "There there, my beauty, don't cry. Mama is here....I know you love your Father more, but who doesn't, hehe....."
"Saera!" Aemon exclaimed, "Did you know of this?!"
Saera rolled her eyes and looked at Drakken, "Get rid of him, please." She said, "I am in no mood to see his stupid tears, wailing about his dead wife."
Jocelyn looked at her, "W-What?"
Aemon took a step forward, "W-WAIT!"
Drakken snapped his fingers and Aemon was gone; he had been teleported away.
"There." He said, "That was quite the unexpected statement....I suppose I have to move on to my other plans.....Fuck, it's gonna be half-assed, but I guess. I need to contact Sol'Tyr."
Saera raised an eyebrow, "What are you scheming, Lover?" She asked as Astorias stopped crying, "You best finish this quickly. I don't want our girl to be constantly crying because of my foolish brother."
Drakken looked at Jocelyn, "You." He said,
"We'll speak later. Go."