'' All hail Rhaenyra of House Targaryen, Princess of Dragons tone and heir to the Iron Throne and her royal consort, Prince Daemon Targaryen.'' Steffon Darklyn announced as they arrived at the capital.
''Welcome back, Princess.''
''Lord Caswell.'' Rhaenyra remarked as they walked inside. "I would say it's nice to be home, but I scarcely recognize it."
''Mm.'' Daemon agreed looking around it looked full of life and love and smiles, not the proper guards standing staring back at you with dull eyes. There was a dark peace over the land.
''We have continued to enjoy improved customs duties since the settling of the Step stones. And the extent to which we exploit those is contingent on the harbor master's receipts. Of which, um, uh, the, uh, septons have requested half that again for a bronze bust they wish to co... to commission for the, the Festival of the Mother, which I would not recommend." Beesbury said to the council.
'Thank you for that exhaustive accounting, Lord Beesbury." Davina told him, Alicent sat in Viserys spot. He rarely left his bed and he was in no shape to rule. But everyone knew that Davina was in charge.
''I remind you...'' but the door opened and Davina turned to the guard.
'' Your guests have arrived, Your Grace.'' Ser Barnes told Alicent and Davina's face pinched as she released a hot breath.
''I trust they've been welcomed... by Fury..." Davina mused.
''As you instructed, Princess Hand.'' Barnes chuckled.
'' It was my understanding Lord Corlys wished for his grandson Lucerys to succeed him as Lord of the Tides. The boy has been raised most of his life away from Driftmark. He can fly a dragon, yes, but can he command a fleet?'' Grand master Orwyle reminded them.
''Ability does not alter his claim.'' Davina reminded him.
''The Sea Snake has never formally named him as heir, if it comes to that. The crown must choose what is best for the realm.''
'' He is Laenor's son. What grounds could there be...''
''What indeed, Lord Beesbury. What indeed.'' Davina agreed. "The boys are wonderful, Laenor loved them before his untimely demise at his own wifes hand." She added. "Luke has the claim. The name and my support."
''We shall hear Rhaenyra's petition, along with those of the other claimants on the morrow." Alicent told them as she rose up
''But...' Beesbury tried again
''I do beg your pardon, my lords. I must greet our guests." Alicent told them stiffly.
''Shall we levy a tax on the sale of new wool?" Davina rolled her eyes.
"You can handle it." Davina agreed as she followed Alicent out.
''Your Grace, princess... a matter has arisen that requires your attention.'' Erryk said as they left the small council room.
" Whatever it is, Ser Arryk, it'll need to wait." Davina hissed she was already in a sour mood and didn't need more drama. "I need to start reminding daemon of my promises to remove his head..." Alicent grabbed her hand as they walked.
''I'm Erryk, princess.''
'Erryk, Arryk, honestly how can you tell if I'm saying the wrong name?" Davina mused nudging him with her shoulder.
"I can tell." Erryk told her.
"Of course you can." Davina agreed.
"What's wrong?" Alicent countered.
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Fury // Harwin Strong
Fanfiction"You will always fall in love and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast." 🐉 Daemon had a choice to make. He chose wrong. Davina was left with her fury and rage to boil inside of her. Or was the man she really needed right...
