Fire and Blood // Daemon Targaryen

29. Fuck Off Lannister

Present day

Inside the celebration Rhaenyra felt just as out of place as she walked the crowd. Rhaenyra kept a hold of Davina so she couldn't run off.

'Lady Johanna was reported to have been abducted when one of Lord Swann's ships sailed through the Stepstones.' Ceira Lannister remarked.

'Lannister's.' Davina hissed as they approached. 'nothing worse than a Lannister.' Rhaenyra nodded, knowing her aunts hatred with them, having burned a lannister husband previously, Rhaenyra assumed that the Lannister's were not a fan of Davina either.

'What will happen to Lady Johanna?' Alicent questioned.

'She's to be sold to a pillow house in the Free Cities if you believe the rumors.' Ciera told her.

'I fear the gods did not make me for hunting. Might I sit with you, my ladies?' Larys had a brace on this leg and a cane in hand as he approached the group of women chattering.

'But of course. Please join us. Larys Strong, the youngest son of our Master of Law, Lord Lyonel.' Alicent remarked.

'My Lord husband says that no King has even been able to tame the Stepstones for long. It's an inhospitable place suited only for savages.'

'Perhaps the Princess... can give us some insight.' Ceira remarked as they looked to Rhaenyra in the doorway. 'Or the elder Princess.' She turned her bitter gaze to Davina.

'Oh, I'm not sure how I could. I've never been to the Stepstones.' Rhaenyra told them. Davina stayed silent.

'Your dear uncle is the great mind behind this war. Is he not?' Ceira questioned but she stared locked on Davina.

'I wouldn't know. I've not spoken to Daemon in years.' Rhaenyra told her bitterly.

'Since you supplanted him as heir.' Ceria corrected.

'Daemon made his choices, Lady Ceira. The Princess was more suited to the role.' Alicent said kindly trying to win back favor with her friend. It wasn't working.

'Have you seen daemon recently?' Ceira questioned

'No.' Davina told her stiffly. 'We keep our distance. It pains me but it was needed.' Best one of the twins was semi in the good graces with the crown.

'Well he's made a mess and the King must put an end to it.' Joselyn Redwyne remarked. 'Send fleets and men and clear out the Triarchy for good.'

'But the crown is not at war.' Rhaenyra told them.

'The crown... is at war, Princess. Though your father refuses to admit it, we've been dragged into it by your uncle and The Sea Snake.' Joselyn told her.

'And how have you served the realm of late, Lady Redwyne, by eating cake?' Rhaenyra pondered as Davina chuckled.

'Definitely my niece.' Davina said with a laugh. 'Come on,' Davina whispered, 'before I rain dragon fire upon them all.'

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Heading outside Rhaenyra needed a breath of fresh air, this life was not for her. this place was not for her. Viserys had a son and she was becoming obsolete. Daemon was causing chaos and every time someone brought him up, claiming he should be stopped or killed Davina wished death upon them. her brother was just confused and lost and he didn't have his sister to guide him. It was both their faults. Mainly Daemon's fault but Davina could have reached out sooner but she didn't know what to say and now this blasted war, Davina wanted to cry but she couldn't she had to put on a brave face.

'I wonder, Princess... was your own second name day as grand as this?' Jason remarked.

'Oh no a Lannister pompous blondes nothing good comes from them.' Davina hissed as he walked towards them.

'Hello my princess.' He said to Davina she offered him a cold stare in return.

'I honestly don't recall and neither will Aegon.' Rhaenyra remarked.

'Lord Jason Lannister.' He introduced

'I gathered that from all the lions.' Rhaenyra remarked noting his cloak.

'I think most of them are dull and need to be reminded when they look at their reflection.' Davina mused and Jason forced the smile to stay on his face.

'I don't think we've been properly introduced.' Jason said focusing on Rhaenyra.

'Your twin serves on my father's council.'

'Tyland is... frightfully dull, gods love him.' Jason said as he handed her a glass of wine. 'The finest honeyed wine you'll ever taste. Made in Lannisport, of course.'

'Of course.' She agreed dryly as she brought it to her lips. Davina smelt it before lowering it. Lannister port, a sorry excuse for a port.

'Ah, the Kings wood, it's fine hunting ground. But the best spot is to be found at Casterly Rock, near my home. Have you been?' Jason questioned

'It is a bore.' Davina assured and again Jason tried to keep his smile on his face.

'Um, once... on tour with my mother when I was young, and honestly can't recall much of that either.' Rhaenyra told him.

'The Rock is thrice the height of the Hightower in Old town, taller still than the Wall in the north. It's been said that if one were to stand in the tower... on a perfect day, one could see clear across the Sunset Sea.' Jason boasted

'It must be quite something.' Rhaenyra said as Davina faked a yawn.

'Hm, I don't have a Dragon pit, of course, but... I do have the means and resources to build one.'

'Why would you need a Dragon pit?' Rhaenyra questioned.

'One dead uncle wasn't enough for you, Lannister?" Davina mused.

'To house dragons, of course. I'd do anything for my Queen... or... lady wife.' Jason mused leaning in.

'Stay in Your own lane, Lannister.' Davina sneered

'Thank you for the wine.' Rhaenyra said politely as she handed it back handing it back to him.

'Fuck off lannister she is too good for the likes of you and your kin.' Davina snapped dumping her wine at his feet.

'Thank you auntie. '

'Of course. Us girls have to stick together.' Davina told her softly. "I'm not allowing my brother to sell you off like he did me.'