The small council had reunited inside the chamber of the painted table to doscuss with the queen the possibility of a marriage pact between herself and Robb Stark. But first the queen had decided to appoint Lord Randyll Tarly a place in her small council.
"Lord Tarly, i thank you for your help in this times of war and would like to appoint you my Master of War." Yes, the tittle did not original exist, but at least for the moment, until the war ended, it woupd have to do. Rhaenya stated seriously as she pinned the pin brooch on his chest. She respected the man that stood before her, as he was, according to Ser Arthur and Nyzam a great warrior and the only man to defeat Tywin Lannister in battle.
"Thank you your grace. I won't disappoint you." The serious lord thanked his queen.
"There is another issue that needs to be discussed your grace." Tyrion said trying to aproach the possible upcoming nuptials between the queen and king in the North.
"Very well. What is this issue?" The Dragonheart said as all members took their seats around the painted table.
"We have been discussing the best way to gain the support of the North and one way has arisen." Varys continued.
"That's good. What is it?" The queen asked her Hand and Master of Whispers.
The two men shared a slighty worried look before Tyrion answered. "Marriage."
"Marriage?" Daenerys enquired. She had been once married against her will, even though she ended up loving Drogo, she did not like the idea of her or her niece, who also already had married in Meereen for the good of its people to be pushed to another political wedding.
"A marriage between whom?" Rhaenya asked, even though she already knew the answer.
"Between yourself and Robb Stark." Tyrion states, and as soon as the proposition is thrown into the air the whole room turns into chaos, as lords, like Monterys Velaryon, Mace Tyrell and even Randyll Tarly wanted their sons to marry the queen.
"This is an outrage. My House is from Old Valyria and one of the first to bend the knee, yet you propose that it is that boy, who refuses to recognize our queen, that marries her and becomes king consort of all Seven kingdoms?" Monterys stated so angry that his face was becoming red.
"Your grace, that boy already lost the North once he has proven himself weak in battle. While my House..." Mace started before being interrupted by Oberyn himself. "While your House just goes to whichever side is winning. Not to mention that you have already tried to marry your daughter to three imposters."
Both Daenerys and Rhaenya remain quiet, until the queen herself stands from her chair at the head of the table.
"Thank you for your opinions my lords i shall have them all under consideration. Please give me and the Hand the room." Rhaenya said with a stoic look.
One by one all the lords and Daenerys, minus Ser Arthur Dayne left the room, leaving only the queen and her Hand.
"Whose idea was it? Your's or Varys?" She asked as she looked at the part of the North of the map on the table.
"Neither. It was actually Ser Davos who..." Tyrion tried to say but was interrupted by Ser Arthur. "So it was Robb Stark's Hand idea to put his "king" sitting next to the iron throne?"
"Yes. But i don't think that is what he wanted. I truly believe Ser Davos wants your support to save the North and because the northerners won't bend the knee again to a southerner a marriage would be the solution. Hence the pact of Ice and Fire. With Robb as your King Consort the North has someone of their own looking after their interests in the South. And you gain the North who will bend the knee. And lets face it as king consort Robb's true job would be giving you heirs." Tyrion explains to both Rhaenya and Ser Arthur, with a smile in the end.
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FIRE AND ICE - ROBB STARK X TARGARYEN OC
FanfictionRhaenya lost everything during the stag's rebellion, her father, her mother, her siblings, her country. Now she plans to come home and take what is hers, but there are lions, stags, krakens and wolves in her way. oc x robb stark. i own nothing but m...