Alicent Hightower, goddess of marriage and queen of the gods, could no longer stand the stupidity of her husband, god of gods, Viserys.

Alicent knew that Rhaenyra's, Viserys' child from his first wife, Aemma, children were bastards. One look at the faces of the children of Rhaenyra, the goddess of love and beauty, was enough to understand that they were bastards.

But Viserys was acting as if this wasn't happening. What Rhaenyra did was an affront to her marriage to her husband, Laenor, the god of waters. What Rhaenyra did was an insult to Alicent, the goddess of marriage. But Viserys acted as if it was no big deal.

Where was the duty, where was the sacrifice? She could not understand how Rhaenyra's actions could be so overlooked. As the goddess of marriage herself, she had done nothing but be a faithful wife to her husband Viserys to uphold her vows.

She couldn't stand how easily Rhaenyra could get away with everything she did while she was trying so hard to stick to her oaths. It was so unfair.

This morning, screams echoed on Mount Olympus, and Rhaenyra gave birth to a new child. A new bastard. Harwin, the god of fire and blacksmithing, whom Alicent thought was Rhaenyra's lover, was with the goddess of love throughout her birth. And this situation made Alicent's nerves jump.

Rhaenyra's new bastard, whom she claimed to be from her husband Laenor, was presented to the gods and the birth of the child was being celebretad. However, the child was too plain to be a child of god. As Alicent watched with a cold face the charade that her husband ignored, she had no doubt that the child was a bastard.

Alicent tried to calm her nerves as she took a sip of the nectar of the gods. At that moment, the goddess's gaze found you approaching her. The goddess of marriage loved gossiping with you. You were kind of friends. She muttered in a voice only you could hear.

"Am I the only one who sees the bastard's resemblance to Harwin or is everyone just pretending?"