The Bastard Queen

the wife of the father

As Alyssa walks into what she presumes to be lady Laenas chambers she gets dragged to a large bed in the middle of the room by Rhaena. She spots the woman nearly immediately. The woman's stomach was slightly protruding from the covers making it obvious she was early with child.

"Hello my darling" the woman smiles tiredly. Rhaena looks towards her mother with an equal smile of joy.

"Mother I've brought someone to meet you." Rhaena says making her mother look from her daughters face to Alyssa's own. Alyssa could sense lady Laenas surprise from where she stood. The shock was quite clearly evident on her face.

"Well? Who are you?" Laena questioned with a raised brow.

"This is Alyssa mother. She is here to claim father as her own father. Only she doesn't really like to call him that..." Rhaena explained. "Since father isn't here I thought what if I introduced her to you!" Rhaena looks between the two women before her with a smile. Obviously happy at the current near to none interaction between the two. Oblivious though to the sudden tension that had risen in the room when the women made eye contact.

Laena could not help but open her mouth slightly in surprise. She expected herself to bring a new Targaryen into the world. Not have another women do it and have the child come to their door. Yet when Laena looked at this girl her daughter had brought to her she could not deny in that moment the child belonged to her husbands. The way the girl held herself was stiff, as if she already held the world on her shoulder not even looking older than seven and ten. Laena felt sorry for this girl. She had no idea what she was in for. Laena herself had only merely escaped the grasp of Viserys Targaryen at the age of two and ten by a hair and that was only as Viserys was a kind man. A fact Laena was grateful for. "What is your full name? If you wish for my husband to claim you, you need for him to believe you posses some of his characteristics. Though the seven forbid you inherit that blasted smugness of him. I already wish to murder him when he spits that fucking smirk on his face so I hardly need two of them cursing me..."

Alyssa could not help the smile peek from her face as Laena slightly ranted about her husband. She could already tell that herself and Laena would get along nicely. "My name is Alyssa Blackstar my lady." The girl said calmly and almost authoritatively as she quickly wiped the small amused smile of off her face.

"Not anymore. When my husband gets back I will talk to him about this and if I have anything to say about it my darling, you will officially no longer be Alyssa Targaryen, Bastard daughter of the rogue prince. But become Alyssa Targaryen, eldest claimed daughter of the prince of Westeros." Laena states with a firm stare as she rubbed her belly. Sympathy peeking out of her stare only for a fraction before hardening again. "The king will listen to his brother. As much as the queen will most likely argue with her husband he will follow through with Daemon and myselfs request. Though I must admit you do share a similarity to the former queen Alysanne so that may grace you with a few favours when Viserys looks at you. Though stick by my side my dear. The Targaryens may be a queer family, but they do not quote fire and blood simply to strike fear into their enemies heart, they derive pleasure from the blood they spill and the fire they bring to the realm."

Alyssa looked at the lady in shock. Not even bothering to hide it on her face. She had only met this woman for less than an hour, and she was already being claimed as a Targaryen by Daemons wife. Rhaena was looking thrilled and was beaming a smile as bright as the sun at the thought of Alyssa becoming her eldest sister. Though as Alyssa thought over what Laena has said to her, she could sense the warning she was being given. Alyssa knew now she must tread lightly and not step on any dragon tails in fear she may provoke the roar. For the fire it may bring could be deadlier than anything Alyssa could think...