The Mother of Dragons

Crabfeeder

"Ser Ryam was a strong lord commander of the kings guard. But he was Ill for some time. He passed in peace I hope." Her father Viserys spoke.

"Yes your Grace, he was found to have passed gently in his sleep." Was the answer he got.

Rhaenyra walked around the table, pouring these men drinks as they ran out of theirs. 

Daenerys on the other hand was sitting in one of the chairs to the side. Only in the room for her sister.

No one made comments about it even if they did notice. Everyone had been warned that she had become volatile. As her father put it.

No one could understand the way she grieved. No one but Daemon, Rhaenys, and Corlys, who had strangely taken a liking to the first born of Viserys.

"His remains are being prepared by the silent sisters. The succeeding lord commander, Ser Harrold, would like to make haste in finding Ser Ryan's replacement on the Kingsguard." The man continued, telling Viserys of the news on Ryams death.

"Your Grace, My Lords. The Kingsguard must soon be restored to its full complement of seven. With the help of the Hand, I've invited a number of fine candidates to court. All have passed fair trials."

The Ser finished speaking just as the doors burst open and in came Lord Corlys waking with a vigor of an angry man.

"Four ships have now been lost. The last one was flying my banner. The step stones have now grown into a conflagration, yet you sit here and dither about court business." Lord Corlys imputed viciously.

Danaerys sat up and leaned forward, now this meeting had finally caught her attention.

How amusing.

"If you have something to discuss, Lord Corlys-" Otto intended to interrupt.

But Corlys was not done yet.

"I'm want to know what is to be done about my ships and my men." He snapped angrily at Otto.

"The crown will compensate you for your ship and crew, and make an offering to the men's families." Otto tried to appease.

But he was irking Danaerys.  How dare he speak for her father. Who did this blithering idiot think he was to speak for the crown.

Danaerys glowered in the corner but kept quiet.

"I don't want compensation." Corlys stated darkly. "I want to seize the Stepstones by force and burn out this crabfeeder." Now speaking to her father directly.

"I am not prepared to start a war with the free cities." Was her fathers weak and impudent response.

"These pirates are not the Free cities." Corlys refuted.

"Who do you think provides them with their ships and tender?" Her father asked.

"In all of its history, my lord, the seven kingdoms have never entered open war with the Free cities. We're that to happen, the loses would be incalculable." One random man from the table spoke.

Costly stalked forward and closer to the man before responding. " what reason does the Crabfeeder have to fear us?"

"The kings own brother has been allowed to seize Dragonstone, and fortify it with an army of his gold cloaks."

Daenerys laughed quietly into her arm. Good for her uncle, pissing off her father still.

"Daemon has squatted there for over half a year. Without even a protest from the crown." Corlys goads and digs at her father.

"I'll caution you, lord Corlys. A seat at the kings table does not make you his equal." Otto interfered.

This time Danaerys couldn't help but laugh louder.

"Otto let me tell you, that's honestly gold coming from you who has not once but twice spoken for my father like you are his fucking mother. My father is a grown ass man and can speak for himself. Keep your mouth shut." Danaerys snapped out, all the heads turned to stare at her as she glared balefully at The Hand.

"Danaerys-" Otto began.

"You will address me as Princess Danaerys if you are to address me at all!" She interrupted before leaning back and leaving the talking to Corlys.

"I have acted Corlys. I've sent envies to pentos and Volantis to see if we might find common cause. Ships and men are at the ready. The Stepstones will be settled in time."

Rhaenyra after listening to her father, rather impulsively said," you have dragon riders, father."

Everyone turned to look at her, "send us."

King Viserys looked at his table full of men before letting out a quick awkward smile.

"It isn't that simple Rhaenyra." Viserys told her, rather coldly.

"It would be a show of force!" Rhaenyra continued to argue.

"At least the princess has a plan." Corlys insults.

Rhaenyra having realized her mistake was quick to try to cover it up.

"I only meant that we should at least-" she started.

"-Perhaps there's some better use for the princess's talents, Your Grace." Otto cut Rhaenyra off to speak to the king.

"Otto who In the seven realms do you think you're interrupting?" Danaerys snapped from where she was sitting.

She was quick to be on her feet.

"Rhaenyra has a point with the dragons anyways. Why the hell would we keep letting them get confident  with attacking Lord Velaryons ships?"
Danaerys was now standing with her hands slammed on to the table  they sat at.

A fierce look in her eyes.

"Perhaps you didn't realize Otto, but it is best to nip an infection in the bud. If we continue to let the Crabfeeder do as he pleases he will look down upon us."

She turned to her father, a cold look in her eyes as she truly never forgave him.

"Be serious, father, had you sent me, with my four dragons I could have ended this infestation of crabs long ago. You are just to-" Danaerys starts to rant.

"ENOUGH." Her father yelled angrily slamming his fist down and standing up to confront his firstborn.

"You and Rhaenyra will leave this room! And go find someone for the Kingsguard posting." He said anger evident in his eyes.

Danaerys, just as angry glared back at her father before spitefully answering.

"Yes I shall leave now before you call you guards to escort me out with force like you've become accustomed to doing." She but back with such venom even Corlys had to double take.

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