The carriage ride to the fest was uncomfortable to say the least. Not that Rhyaella heard any of it since she fell asleep. To which Viesrys was thankful knowing he could never win against Rhaenyra and Rhyaella together.
Rhyaella wakes as the clapping sounds from outside the wheel house. Rhyaella looks over at Rhaenyra who looks back at her unwashed tears in her eyes. Rhyaella smiles as she brings her into a tight hug.
'We will get through this'
'You have no idea what it is like, Aunt'
'I might have no idea what you are going through my child, but remember I am the wife of the Prince who has brought us into a war'
They walk into the tent hand in hand, making several people look over at them before going back to what they were going. They look around before walking over to the women who sit gossiping around Alicent.
They walk over just as a lady says 'Perhaps the Princesses could give us some insight'
'I am not sure how I could, we have never been to the Stepstones'
'Your uncle and husband is the great mind behind this war is he not?'
'I would not know, I have not spoken to my husband in years, nor has my niece' snaps Rhyaella coldly shocking some of the ladies who had never hear Rhyaella talk so coldly before
'Since the Princess Rhaenyra supplanted him as heir'
'Daemon made his choices Lady Ciara, the Princess was more suited to the role' cuts in Alicent
'He has made a mess and the King must put an end to it, send fleets and men to clear out the Triarchy for good' says Lady Redwine
'But the crown is not at war' says Rhaenyra confused
'The crown is at war, Princess. Though your father refuses to admit it we have been dragged into it by your uncle the Princess Rhyaella's husband and the Sea Snake'
'And how have you served the relm of late Lady Redwine? By eating cake?' says Rhyaella before she sweeps back her skirts and walks away with Rhaenyra behind her.
'That woman is given to much power, your grace' says Lady Redwine to Alicent
'She is a Princess, Lady Redwine'
'But she acts though she was Queen! The Princess even walks behind her, though she has been named heir'
'I would remind you Lady Redwine, that while the Late Queen and our current Queen are in their birthing chambers, it is Princess Rhyaella who acts as Queen' says Lady Ciara
As they walk away Rhyaella turns to Rhaenyra who looks at her 'I might go find a quiet place to rest my dear, I am feeling faint'
'Of course, Aunt, go' Rhaenyra smiles. Rhyaella smiles back as she kisses Rhaenyra's forehead before walking out of the main tent. As she walks out she puts a hand to her forehead just to feel it burn.
Rhyaella frowns before coughing, she continues to cough as she puts her hand in front of her mouth as she pulls out a square of cloth which she holds to her mouth. When she finishes she looks at her hand and the cloth to see it covered in blood. Quickly hiding them she walks over to a fire which she throws the cloth into before walking away to find a quiet tent.
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The Fire Wife || The Dance of Dragons
FanfictionDaemon Targaryen's wife Rhyaella is one of the most feared women in the seven kingdoms