This is a spin off Fire and Blood // Daemon because I wasnt done with DAVINA! I don't know that I ever will be.
-arcturuss lanapearl0808 koreanpoo you were vocal about your love of Harwin and Davina, so I hope you enjoy.
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For Davina and Daemon's backstory and journey to getting to this point please read Fire and Blood // Daemon, up until Rhaenyra's wedding.
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''It is with great pleasure that His Grace, King Viserys, announces the start of the royal wedding celebrations. House Lannister with their lord, Jason Lannister. Lord Paramount of the West, and Master of Casterly Rock. House High tower with their lord, Hobert High tower. Beacon of the South, Defender of the Citadel, the Voice of Old town...'' Harrold announced. Davina searched for Daemon, surely he would be here, any moment now. it was Rhaenyra's wedding festivities, he would walk through the door sweep her off her feet and that would be the end of it. Happily ever after.
''Congratulations, Your Grace. You have made a fine match for the Princess.'' Jason said as he approached and Viserys could practically hear Davina holding back a groan.
''Thank you, Lord Jason. I could think of no better man than Ser Laenor.'' Viserys said with a chuckle as he grabbed to Davina's hand.
'Well... if this is only the welcome feast, I admit, I cannot imagine what you might have planned for the wedding.'
''Well, my daughter is the future queen. I wanted this to be a wedding for the histories.'' Viserys reminded him.
"Can't have just any old celebration, Rhaenyra is perfection can't settle for the dullest of wines from Lannisport, only the best would do for Rhaenyra." Davina added and Jason offered her a pinched smile.
''Where is the Queen? I had hoped to pay my respects.'' Jason offered looking down the table.
''I understand the Queen is still readying herself for the celebrations." Viserys informed him.
"This is why men wage war... because women would never be ready for the battle in time.'' Jason remarked with a chuckle.
"Yet I'm sure you worked on your hair longer than I did mine." Davina offered. "And your hair still looks like a greasy rats nest." Viserys pinched Davina's thigh but she just smiled sweetly back at him.
''Your presence is always such a pleasure, Lord Jason.'' Rhaenyra remarked stiffly.
''Princesses... Your Grace.''
''Your Grace, Princess Davina, Princess Rhaenyra, congratulations are in order.'' Gerold remarked coming up to them.
''We are very honored to have you as a guest, Ser Gerold.'' Viserys agreed ''I must say, I was most distressed to hear of the Lady Rhea's tragic passing. I'm very sorry for your loss.'' Davina nodded in agreement, Viserys elbowed her discreetly.
"So very sorry." Davina said on command.
''Lady Rhea was a unique character. Her kind... is not soon to be seen again.'' Gerold told him
''If there is anything the crown might do to aid House Royce...''
''Lord Corlys of House Velaryon. Lord of the Tides, Master of Driftmark. And his lady wife, Princess Rhaenys Targaryen. And their son and heir, Ser Laenor Velaryon, the future king consort.'' Harrold announced as the drums beat.
''My Betrothed. My Betrothed.'' Laenor said happily.
''Be welcome, as we join together in celebration. Tonight is only its beginning. We honor the crown's oldest and fiercest ally, House Velaryon. Reaching back to the days of Old Valyria and the Age of Dragons. With House Targaryen and H...' Viserys began but the door swung open and stopped him mid speech the guests started murmuring, loving a good gossip.
''The King will not be happy.''
''Right in the midst of his speech.'
''The beacon on the High tower, do you know what color it glows when Old town calls its banners to war?''
''Green.''
"Bitch please." Davina muttered. "Hightower's always have to make everything about them." Rhaenyra glared over at her. "Fury needs the exercise, hasn't had his fun in a while.... I don't mind being on the run." Davina murmured to Rhaenyra.
"No." Rhaenyra said softly. "Let her play her game. I am the rightful queen." Rhaenyra said confidently.
"Yes you are." Davina agreed holding tight to Rhaenyra's hand. Alicent walked forward her dress a deep green as she kept her head held high as she approached the table making her way to Viserys' side.
'Congratulations, stepdaughter. What a blessing this is for you.'' Alicent remarked as she kissed Viserys cheek lightly. Rhaenyra sucked in a tight breath as her nails dug into Davina's hand.
"That little...' Davina muttered but Viserys pat her shoulder a silent plea to not make things worse.
''Please be seated.''
'Where was I?'' Viserys said with a soft cough.
'The joining of the two houses, Your Grace.'' Lyonel remarked.
'Yeah.' Viserys cleared his throat. 'Yes. With House Targaryen and House Velaryon united, I hope to herald in a second Age of Dragons in Westeros.'' The crowd broke into an applause and cheers. ''And after tonight's small affair... Seven days of tournament and feasting. At the end of it all... At the end of it all, a royal wedding... between my daughter, my heir... your future Queen... and Ser Laenor Velaryon, the heir to Driftmark.'' The drums picked up again as Viserys finished.
''I was never much of a dancer.'' Rhaenyra remarked as Laenor offered his hand and lead her out for their first dance to set off the night.
''It's not much different to combat.'' Laenor informed her.
''Hm, I shall hope for a different outcome.''
"That was highly disrespectful of not only you but Rhaenyra and her future husband AND his family AND-"
"I understand Davina." Viserys whispered bringing his drink to his lips.
"Bitch needs to learn her place." Davina said stabbing at her food.
"She is the queen."
"No." Davina corrected "She is A queen. Rhaenyra is THE Queen."
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Fury // Harwin Strong
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