"forged from fire"
house of the dragon season one
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Time has passed, five months and my stomach has grown the court does whisper though, since I am with child and Daemon is still in the stepstones. I sit beside Rhaenyra as we look upon many suitors that present themselves. Nyra turning down everyone of them, "He should return once he's grown some hair." Nyra whispers to me and I giggle as I look at the young boy. The boy speaks and I laugh as Nyra try's to keep it together. "Protection? The Princess has a dragon you dumb cunt." A lord says and I laugh quietly, Nyra giggles as well. "I'm begging to like this one." Nyra says about the lord and the boy storms to him and pulling out his sword. "Enough, the princess hasn't have anytime for your childish bickering." I say to the lords and they put away their swords still angry with each other.
"We're leaving." Nyra says and we stand walking with her from the suitors. I hear fighting and the lords have drawn out their swords once more. I gasp as the child kills the Baratheon lord. "Look away." Sr Criston says pulling me away from the sight. We make way to the boat sailing back to kings landing. I hold Nyra's hand as we look at the kingdom growing closer.
"Take cover!" Criston yells as I can hear the growls of a dragon I do not duck inside I find myself looking up, Nyra and I stay standing. But the ship is rocked and we are thrown Sr Criston pulls us up. "Are you alright?" He asks, "Naya are you alright." Rhaenyra asks turning her attention towards me. I nod rubbing my neck anxiously. But I calm down when I see the dragon is Caraxes, Daemon has returned. A smile comes to my face.
The court gathers in the throne room when we return, whispering and surprised faces of Daemon's return. He comes with a crown on his head, made of bones he looks to me and my stomach. "Are you alright my love?" He asks softy and I nod with a happy smile he then walks forward to the guards who bring swords to his chest. He takes out a sword from his victory and throws it to the ground. "Add it to the chair." He says and the knights lower their weapons. "I hope you've been treating my lady wife well." Daemon demands to the king and he huffs a little. "You wear a crown. Do you also call yourself king?" Viserys asks and Daemon smirks.
"Once we smashed the Triarchy, the named me king of the narrow sea. But I know that there is only one true king, your grace. My crown and the stepstones are yours." Daemon says bowing down to his brother and I sigh with relief. Daemon won the war and I am glad he gives the king the crown and looks at me. I smile softly at him and he rises hugging Viserys and everyone claps. Nyra looks at me and I squeeze her hand tightly.
The nobles gather in celebration of Daemon's official return I smile happily as Viserys and Daemon reconnect. Nyra joins giving Alicent a look, and smiles "Congratulations on your victory and the soon to be birth of your first child, uncle." She says and Daemon places a hand on my back. "Thank Princess I can only hope the court doesn't think that the child isn't mine." Daemon says and I give him a look. Alicent sighs, "Perhaps Prince Daemon would care for a tour of the gallery? He hasn't yet seen the new tapestries gifted to you by Norvos and Qohor." Alicent says and I sigh as he laughs with his brother and I giggle softy.
