My Tears Ricochet // Alicent Hightower

90. So Dramatic

Monster / Petyr Baelish out now!

"Actually... let us move to Rhaenys." Davina offered. "You dont mind Otto, after all it is Rhaenys husband's throne that she perches upon." Davina remarked. Otto loved that he didnt have to be the bad guy but this was his moment of power and Davina was stealing it. 

"Of course princess." Otto agreed but it was better to be on Davina's good side. Even he knew better than to go up against a dragon. 

"Of course." Rhaenyra hissed as she stepped back bitterly as Rhaenys stepped forward

''It was ever my husband's will that Driftmark pass through Ser Laenor to his true born son... Lucerys Velaryon. His mind never changed. Nor did my support of him. As a matter of fact, the Princess Rhaenyra has just informed me of her desire to marry her sons Jace and Luke to Lord Corlys's granddaughters, Baela and Rhaena. A proposal to which I heartily agree."

"Did she now?" Davina questioned glancing to Rhaenyra.

"She did." Rhaenys assured and Rhaenyra nodded in agreement.

"Interesting." Davina remarked.

Davina's gaze shifted to Jace and his little face dropped. Rhaenyra was forcing her children into marriage and becoming what she loathed all for power. Davina knew it would happen, knew she didn't care about her children only the power behind it. Helaena stared back at Jace and he looked just as perplexed. Vaera held tight to her sisters hand.

 Luke looked to Draeya, what happened to all the plans he had for them? THey were never happening in Draeya's mind but Luke had plans. 

 Rhaenyra wanted to step forward again but the doors swung open and Viserys came in, cane in hand as he took shaky steps forward. A golden mask covering his lack of eye as he moved closer and closer all could see the age and pain and disease that spread over his body.

" King Viserys of House Targaryen, the First of His Name, King of the Andals, and the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm." Tommen announced. "Sorry I'm late." he added winking to Davina. 

" I will sit the throne today." Viserys said moving forward slowly, his breath shaky but he ascended the steps

''Your Grace.'' Otto agreed. Viserys groaned doubling over his crown falling to his feet. Daemon stepped forward to help but Viserys didn't want to be weak.

''I will be fine.'' Viserys assured his chest rising and falling heavily. "I said I'm fine." Viserys snapped but Daemon helped him up to his seat. Davina shoved Daemon out of the way and helped Viserys. He offered her a small smile as she got him settled.  Viserys groaned with every step and Davina hated seeing him like this. 

 "Vis, bad timing." Davina teased. "You dropped something. Dont want Daemon getting his hands on this." Davina put his crown back on his head before stepping down. 

"Thank you Dav." Viserys remarked watching her go. SHe saluted him as she moved back to Alicent's side. Viserys collected himself before looking out over the council.

"I must... admit... my confusion. I do not understand why petitions are being heard over a settled succession. The only one present... who might offer keener insight into Lord Corlys's wishes is the Princess Rhaenys." Viserys remarked.

"He wanted Luke to be his heir." Davina informed him. 

"But you have another thought." Viserys realized. 

"Yes." Davina agreed. 

"I would love to hear it." Viserys agreed.  Davina marched back up to his side. 

"I would ask you to move but I know the effort it took to get up here." SHe teased and he grabbed her hand. 

"Luke... please step forward." Davina requested and Rhaenyra glared up at her. But Luke stepped forward. "What do you want Prince Lucerys?" Davina questioned.

"I-" Luke began but Daemon stepped forward.

"What a child wants is of no consequence." Daemon declared.

"Is your name Lucerys?" Davina countered glaring back at Daemon. "I think not. Shut up before I deem your outbursts worthy of losing your tongue." Daemon huffed a breath.

"There is a way of the world. Lucerys Velaryon-" Daemon went on and Vaemond stepped forward.

''Velaryon?'' He hissed. "No! Your brother broke law... and centuries of tradition to install his daughter as heir. Yet your idiotic brother dares tell me... who deserves to inherit the name Velaryon.'' Vaemond shouted in outrage. ''No. I will not allow it.''

"I agree with certain points of your statement." Davina remarked calmly. "But what you allow is of little matter to me. Because it is you begging for your brothers lands. On your knees for something you always wanted. Second son syndrome." Davina declared. "Expect Luke is the second son and would get driftmark..."

''That is no true Velaryon, and certainly no nephew of mine.'' Vaemond shouted pointing back at Luke and Jace.

'Go to your chambers.'' Rhaenyra told her boy nervously. ''You have said enough.'' Vaemond didn't budge a smug smirk pulled at his lips.

"Do not insult my boy. Their parents are one thing but the children did nothing." Davina hissed. "You won't like me angry." Davina warned. Vaemond glared back at her.

''Lucerys is my blood. My family. You Vaemond may run your house as you see fit..." Viserys warned ''but you will not decide the future of mine and those I love.'' Viserys felt stronger with Davina by his side. It was better than prophecy. 

'' My house survived the Doom and a thousand tribulations besides." Vaemond hissed ''And gods be damned... I will not see it ended on the account of this...''

''Say it.'' Daemon said softly from behind him.

"Her children..." Vaemond shouted ''are bastards! And she...'' he pointed at Rhaenyra ''is... a whοre.'' A smile pulled at Davinas lips.

"Insulting my boys..." Davina tsked.

"Can I say it?" Haven declared.

"Say what?" Alicent questioned confused as Davina nodded.

"OFF WITH HIS HEAD!" Haven shouted out. Daemon stepped forward slicing his head free from his neck is an elegant swoosh. Daemon's gaze shifted to Davina, she didn't flinch, Valyria jumped back though and Haenry picked her up hugging her to him as she hid her face.

"Always so dramatic that one." Davina muttered before looking to her children. Aemond's stare was that of a king. Confident and empowered, protective as he held the hilt of his blade ready in case Daemon decided to keep going.

'' Disarm him!'' the guards shouted

''No need.'' Daemon said putting his blade down.

"Until Corlys Velaryon's body is found dead or alive Driftmark stays in his control." Davina declared.

"Davina-" Daemon hissed.

"Find me a body Demon." Davina hissed and Daemon tilted his head at to her. Demon. The was what he was. "Search for six years if you have to. Otherwise get the fuck out. This petition is over." 

"Wait." Viserys countered. 

"Sorry, I got a head of myself." Davina remarked. "Get it... A head..." 

"I have something else. I wish to announce." Viserys remarked.