𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 • Jacaerys Velaryon

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑: 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬

Renva was up before the sun was. Thinking about all the things that could occur after last night's dining fiasco. She looked out the window of her and her brother's room and saw what looked like the whole of King's Landing. She knew in reality it wasn't, King's Landing was much bigger than she had thought. All she wished for in that moment was to go back to the cold of the North. To spend her days with her brothers and father. Normally back in Winterfell, Signe would sleep on the floor near the foot of Revnas bed. Unfortunately, those in King's Landing were weary of direwolves and so treated them as they did dragons. Finding a specific place for them to stay.

Revna got dressed by herself. She didn't find the need for others to dress her, she'd rather have that time to be alone and to think over things that she has to do for the day. After dressing and styling her hair, Renva left the chamber. Revna had crept through the castle, only seeing servants running about. She came upon an open door which led to the training grounds. There she spotted Signe laying with Nika, she walked over and laid her upper body on her direwolf. The gesture was something the two did often. When Revna was feeling overwhelmed she would often seek solidarity in her direwolf's company.

She laid there until the sun was up and saw her brother along with the Targaryen and Velaryon Princes step into the training grounds. Revna sat up straighter to get a good look at their training. Oh how she wished women could be trained alongside men, but her brother Cregan told her that it was not a Lady like thing to do. To which six year old Revna rolled her eyes and said, "a lady could do as she pleases, it's men that feel threatened by our greatness". Her brother would use that line on her whenever she would start to slack in her training.

Renva watched as Ser Christon Cole dueled with Aegon. Even Renva could be a better swordsman than Aegon, it was as if he had no care in the world for training. It didn't take Ser Cole to disarm him, Aegon was then sent to practice with a practice dummy. Renva chuckled to herself. She knew about the battle for the throne and how many would rather see Prince Aegon on it, rather than Princess Rhaenyra. After Aegon's display of combat she was sure even a child could beat him. Next up was Aemond, she noticed how Ser Cole spent more time on the Targaryen boys rather than the Velaryon. It didn't settle right with her, she knew there was something Ser Cole was holding against them.

She couldn't deny that Aemond was a great swordsman. Seeing him give Ser Cole a hard time was comical. Renva watched as Aemond swung his sword underhanded and knocked Cole's sword out of his hand. Aemond then gave Cole a swift kick to the chest which knocked him to the ground. Seeing as Cole's sword was too far for him to reach, Aemond won once he held his sword to Cole's neck.

Renva gave a small clap. The heads of the boys whipped towards her, noticing her as she got up from her spot next to sitting Signe.

"Could I have a go?" Renva said as she approached Ser Cole.

"I don't think so, Lady Stark." Cole said as he stood from the ground grabbing his sword.

"And why's that?" She spoke, crossing her arms. Ranvir took a deep breath knowing where the conversation was heading to. He knew his sister like the back of his hand, and knowing her she was taking Cole's words as if she wasn't capable of fighting.

"I mean that I am training the Princes and your brother. I cannot possibly train you as well. Jacaerys, you're up." Cole spoke as he looked to the eldest of the Velaryon Princes.

"I guess you're not a very good teacher then." Renva said, unfolding her arms and clenching her fists. Coles head looked towards her. Not one person on the training ground had moved a spot. "Excuse me?" Cole walked towards her, "I mean if you can't even train a woman what makes you think that you are fit to train Princes?" Renva said with a slight smirk. "I am a knight of the King's guard and a sworn protector of the Queen. I am fit to train the Princes." Cole said as his nostrils flared in anger. "Then you should have no problem training me as well." Renva replied. The Velaryon Princes tried to hide their chuckles, "I think Ser Cole is right, the training grounds are no place for a woman, Lady Stark." Aemond spoke as he strided up to her. "Then you and I shall spar, If I win I get to train with you all for the remainder of my time here. If I lose I will not bring it up again." Renva said, looking up at Aemonds face.

She was growing to really despise the one eyed Prince. If he would not let her train, what would he try to control if they were to be married. "I don't want to hurt you Lady Stark." Aemond responded by taking a step back, "Funny, I don't want to do the same to you Prince Aemond." Renva said, stepping forward.

"Very well Lady Stark, go grab a training sword and come back." Ser Cole said, knowing that once she goes against Aemond he will be able to rid her from his presence. As Renva went to grab a sword Ranvir leaned towards the three Velaryon princes, "This is going to be fun to watch." He spoke with a smirk.

Renva approached Aemond, twirling the sword in her left hand, "Are you ready"

Aemond swung first, aiming for her sword arm, Revna blocked with minimal effort. Going on the offense Revna stepped forward taking a swing at Aemond's left knee, her swing was blocked, their swords struck one another. The force of Aemond's swing knocked Revna back a foot. Regaining her stance she blocked another blow, as he swung down to hit her right shoulder.. Revna faked another swing towards Aemonds knee, as he went to go block Revna swung upwards and hit his right wrist which held his sword. Aemond watched as his sword flew out of his hand and Revna put hers to his throat.

"I win." Revna smirked as she walked away towards Singe signaling for her to rise. As she heard her brother and the Princes' minus Aemond clapping, she walked towards Ser Criston Cole with Signe at her heels. "I guess this means I will be joining the lessons. I'll start tomorrow." Revna smirked and walked towards the godswood that was in the Red Keep. "Your Graces, brother, I shall see you all after your training." She slightly curtsied and walked out of the training ground. Following her were the eyes of a certain brown haired Prince.