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A MONTH IN AND THE WAR WAS STILL GOING ON, the war had initially started a week after she'd gotten the letter of her son being dead. The black's have more allies than Otto and his councilmen who have already killed so many people to get back at Rhaenyra, yet, she and the people on her side have killed so little; but they were traitors to the realm.
Daemon had flown out and killed Borros Baratheon for lying about Lucerys who he claimed to still be alive, and burned his stone city to the ground. Rhaenyra thought that he went a little too far, but let him do as he pleased; she, Jace, Baela and Rhaena were just as angry. Gods, she could still remember Jacaerys' sobs and screams of anger – blaming himself for not protecting his little brother, she doesn't want him to go through that ever again, she'd hate to see it too.
Rhaenyra knew that Otto Hightower was afraid when he had heard about them burning down cities, the Queen had already burn old town down. That would make him angry; of course it had. But at the same time of all of this, she knew that he was up to something. Yet, at the same time, she was worried about Alicent and her siblings, she had told every single person around the table that they were not to be hurt. She made every single one of them swear that they wouldn't be harmed, and during all of this; Rhaenyra had not regressed even when Rhaenys was trying to get her to calm down and sleep off the stress.
But at this moment, she was stood around the table facing everyone of her allies. The Starks, the Arryns and the Mormonts; they heard about the ongoing war and decided choose Rhaenyra while the others were asked – and came even if they did swear their allegiance to her.
Rhaenyra stood causing Rhaenys and Daemon to assist her, "tomorrow." She starts causing all heads to turn to her. "Tomorrow we fly to the red keep, tomorrow is the day I'll be taking back my throne. Tomorrow is the day this bloody war ends for good; Cregan I want you to lead your horseman to the front entrance, and wait on Daemon's signal to enter." The man nods, "Freya Arryn, thank you again for assisting me, I want you and Princess Baela and Rhaena along with your army to just enter as a distraction." The girls and Lady Arryn bow and smile at one another, "Gladys Mormont, you and your me will be with the Starks. I need all the men we have to invade once Daemon gets his way in with his dragon." The man smiles and gives a nod. Rhaenyra then turns to Rhaenys and Jacaerys, "you'll be on your dragons with me until I get away into the castle, and then Princess Rhaenys is with me when we enter with some of our men."
Everyone seemed to agree upon these words, the older woman placing a coaxing arm upon Rhaenyra. "Well, this is a map on how we dox each other and our surroundings." Baela says as she places it down, "my apologies if it isn't correct, I tried to think about it earlier."
"Thank you, Baela." Rhaenyra smiles softly at the girl she considers her eldest daughter. "This will do perfectly, and do not apologise, it's perfect." The girl smiles brightly causing Daemon to gently take her into his arms into a fatherly hug.
Rhaena stood close to her grandmother and the Queen before handing out the darts for the Maester to mark the map of where each will be. Rhaenyra gave her a bright smile and then she puts on her serious face, "this will be where your stations are," she pointed to Daemon, Cregan and Gladys. The Maester puts the darts down, "and here will be Baela, Rhaena and the Arryn's." She then looks to her eldest child and her hand, "we do not need to be situated, we will be flying in and if we have to burn things, do not hold back, just burn."
"Is everyone ready!" She says loudly.
"Yes, my Queen!" All rang around the meeting table along with families cheering around the hall.
"Well then, let's begin the preparations!" She calls out loudly.
People started to rush around with doing things, but Princess Rhaena grabbed her step-mother by the hand and led her out. "I hope you don't mind, your Grace, but I made battle gowns for us woman and I was hoping you'd try yours on?"
"Of course I will, thank you, Rhaena." She says softly, "this is very generous of you."
"Thank you, my Queen." She chuckles, "I wanted us to look like warriors just as the men do."
They entered Rhaena's chambers, Rhaenys had followed them to get a small look since she and Baela had already tried theirs on the day before. There on the stand was the battle gown; the skirt and sleeves of the dress were black and the breastplate was iron but it seemed Rhaena had decided it with Syrax's gold scales that she sheds off a couple of months, the shoulder and elbo pads were the same. Rhaenyra gasps softly, it was very beautiful. She turns to the young girl who's blushes, "it is very beautiful!"
She went behind the curtain as Rhaenys approached with the small manican, she smiles at the smaller woman before helping her with it on, she tied the dress from the back and then slid the breastplate over her head and helped with the shoulder and elbow pads. Rhaenyra then puts her crown over her head causing Rhaenys to gasp softly, she looked exactly like a real Queen. Rhaenyra herself was stunned that it fit very well, she walks out making the young girl gasp as well. "It's stunning, Rhaena." She felt proud of her daughter.
"You look exactly how I imagined you would, you look very much like a warrior Queen. I also asked the maids to put your hair up in braids, and give you a pair of boots." She blabbed a little before turning attention back to the woman, "I hope it fits?"
"It fits perfectly, thank you." She says once more, and looks into the mirror, she was truly doing this, there truly was going to be a battle tomorrow. She knew this could end terribly, but she had to try and save her family and save the realm from the men who wish to thrive and take everything away.
She must do it for herself, her family and the realm, and she will. There will be no one left standing in her way, no man shall ever take her rights away. Her reign had truly just begun.
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im truly excited!
also, I have the flu and I'm
sorry if chapters get delayed or
whatnot.but her warrior outfit! I literally was
like what if I put dragon scales on the
breastplate, she'd truly look like a queen then.thanks for the love y'all!
vote, comment & I can't wait to see Otto's face.
<3
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realms littlest delight ■ hotd agere
Fanfictiona 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.