a younger sister. someone who has protective big siblings to look after them.
in which Rhaenyra Targaryen doesn't understand why everyone has began to treat her like a child.
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"WHEN DRAGONS FLEW TO WAR EVERYTHING BURNED." Rhaenyra started as Daemon brought up dragons can kill dragons and that they have more than the greens, but Rhaenyra couldn't help but call her husband denial, the greens didn't want to fight, Otto Hightower did. "I do not wish to rule a kingdom of ash and bone."
"Are you considering the Hightower's terms, your Grace?" One of the members around the tables asks.
"As Queen what is my true duty to the realm, Lord Bartimus?" Rhaenyra asks the suspicious man who declared earlier that maybe Aegon should be king, she had a feeling something was not right here. "Ensuring peace and unity or that I sit the iron throne no matter the cost."
"That's your father talking," Daemon scoffs walking around the table towards the fire place.
"My fathers dead." The Queen told her husband, "and he chose me as his successor." She said raising her voice towards him, "to defend the realm not cast it to war."
"The enemy has declared war!" He raises back, "what are you going to do about it?" He says making eye contact with his wife.
"Clear the room." She orders, listening to people leave quickly not wanting to get involved in this quarrel. She walks up to her husband with an understanding look, "does the promise of war excite you?"
"We cannot bend the knee to the Hightower's, they stole your birthright." He says tiredly.
"Otto Hightower did, the Queen and her children had nothing to do with it. I know you dislike them, but they are on our side, imprisoned in their own home by that cruel man." She says, Daemon's face softens before he turns back to the fireplace.
"Are you not angry?" He questions, he was confused why she wasn't reacting to the way he was.
"I should declare war because I am angry?" She questions walking closer to him.
"No because it is your duty as Queen to crush rebellion." He says staring down at her.
Rhaenyra sighs, "you know my oath reaches our personal ambitions. The song of ice and fire." She mumbles to him.
He gave her a confused look, "it was the conquerors dream, Viserys shared it with me when he named me heir." She stood back when she could see madness in his eyes, "you best calm down, husband." She was slightly scared of what he could do and will do.
"My brother was confused while he was dying on his deathbed, but what does this have to do with Otto fucking Hightower stealing your throne?" He asks, he calms himself down lightly and watches as her eyes glaze over.
