House of Caletara

Coronotion

The next morning arrived within a blink of an eye, even though last night she brought khaleesi to bed she wasn't able to sleep. The white haired woman slept on her chest , and she gently threaded her fingers through the soft white locks, while staring at the ceiling of her new accommodations.

Tyrion had told her to take the Queens chamber, there was no need to delay it. Whether the noble houses bent the knee or not there was enough support and she was the one who dethroned Cersei and took her crown. Her name was called for, the people wanted her and the seven kingdoms would need to come to terms to either pledge their fealty to her or make an enemy out of the next lady of the seven kingdoms. She sighed, winter was here , the weather wasn't the best but she'd rather be here that the north that's for sure.

A knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts "enter" she muttered she didn't even need to look to know it was the hand maidens Tyrion sent.

"Your grace , we're here to ready your grace for the coronation" she finally turned her gaze at the three girls.

"I need three girls?" She snorted. The movement caused Daenerys to wake, when she did she looked to the hand maidens then back at her.

"Your lord hand seems to believe you're incapable of making it on time.. he's even sent three hand maidens to assist you."

Alexandra smirked "You don't have an issue if these three lovely ladies bathe and dress me then?" She shot a look at said girls who conveniently looked down.

"Your grace" Alexandra rolled her eyes at the tone. She watched as Daenerys not perturbed by their audience pushed off the covers and strolled out of the bed as naked as the day she was born. "You wouldn't dare stray would you?" Alexandra grinned at the milky skin on display.

"Two wives to be is more than enough for this queen" she glanced at the girls " well shall we get this started ladies?" She smiled when she pushed the covers off she herself was stark naked, her cock was quite the sight , her battle scars told a story, and her lean muscles were finely toned giving each girl quiet an eye full. But she was sure her tattoos imprinted on her back was thing that made them gasp. She ignored it and instead pulled Daenerys into a gentle kiss.

"You need to get ready as well my love, Clara will be arriving today and I wish for the two of you to get along. So that means being nice" she warned lightly.

"I know.. I'll be the perfect lady" Alexandra snorted in amusement.

"Mmm I'll see you later my love" and slapped Daenerys ass that made her yelp in surprise and she went off laughing as her betrothed glared at her.

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The newly repaired doors of the great hall was opened slowly before her, the walls that was once sprayed with crimson gore of her enemies now cleaned, the floors that ran red with the reminder of the lives taken now simply washed away.

Alexandra stood at the entrance at the very edge of the long red carpet as the great hall was filled with nobles from the reach, high garden and the principality of dorne who according to Tyrion instead of sending word of their intent to bend the knee they arrived by ship to witness the new queens coronation.

To her the entire affair was overly extravagant and a waste of time. She'd much rather get to the crux of matters. One being the fleet of iron borne ships that remained anchored in their waters or rather black water bay.

Now with a seemingly quiet Yara Greyjoy and with a very dead Euron courtesy of her they had just been there. Waiting .. for what she wasn't aware but she wouldn't let them do is go unpunished for the part they played in Rhaegals injury. Either she'd destroy their ships and take it as reparation or take it as her own and sent on their merry way back to the iron islands to grovel for mercy;she hadn't decided yet.