Fire and Blood: Fury in Fire (Rewritten)

Chapter 7: Driftmark Petition Part 1: Contest to the Silver Princess

The Year is now 129AC, Vaemon and Maeva lay on the grass in Dragonstone by the Dragonmont, Thurrax' large body lay beside them sleeping, and running around in circles, a little boy of five, Daemon II Targaryen, or nicknamed as Little Daemon by his father, mother and grandfather, his namesake, the Rogue Prince Daemon Targaryen, the little boy was mostly loved by his grandfather, as the boy spent more time with his grandfather than his parents, uncles and step-grandmother for that matter.
 
The boy was born months after the wedding, now here he is, already been through five name days, when he was born, Vaemon let Joffrey pick out a dragon's egg for the boy, it has not yet hatched, throughout those five years, Rhaenys had been visiting Dragonstone, while she was there, Thurrax had started mating with Meleys, the two dragons were both in love, Meleys laid a clutch of five eggs, and already Little Daemon had himself an egg in his cradle, the egg was picked by Joffrey.
 
Sadly the egg had not yet hatched, and it won't be able to hatch at anytime, but it was okay for the boy, because when he grows up, Daemon said when he dies, he can try and claim Caraxes, the Blood Wyrm had already bonded with the boy, as Daemon carried him to his dragon everyday for Little Daemon to bond with him, he even rode Caraxes with the boy, if the boy does claim the Blood Wyrm and is fully bound to him, he maybe like his father, feel each others feelings.
 
While the little boy ran around in circle, Vaemon and Maeva was exchanging each other with fiery passionate kisses on the grass, beside them was a little boy of two, the babe was Vaemon and Maeva's second son Jaehaerys, the boy was sitting on the grass with his dragons egg, when Little Daemon turned four and the babe had his first name day, Jae's brother picked out a dragons egg for his cradle, Maeva was again pregnant with another babe.
 
Daemon was proud of his son having children, Daemon said once his grandson has his seventh name day, he will start training him, and when he has excelled in his fighting skills, Daemon will hand Dark Sister to him, he said he will forge Little Daemon into a great warrior as he was, one day the boy would make his grandfather very proud.
 
While Vaemon and Maeva were kissing, Jace, Luke, Alysanne and Joffrey came out to the Dragonmont, Joffrey wanted to see Thurrax and Vermax, he only liked Thurrax because of his mild behavior, the Red King was kind to the boy, but he didn't really like Valyrion and Rohaerys, because one day touched Rohaerys and burned his left hand, and everyday he always saw Valyrion fighting The Cannibal, so he stuck to seeing Thurrax, the Red King fathered Joffrey's dragon Tyraxes.
 
Thurrax had even taught Jace's Ill-Tempered dragon Vermax to be nice to his rider, the emerald colored dragon was rarely seen on Thurrax' back, biting at his horns, Jace and the others had only just come out from High Valyrian classes with Maester Gerardys, he had a hard time learning the language of his ancestors, there was yelling behind the Dragonmont, it was the voice of Vaemon and Alysanne's half-sister Rhaena, Vaemon stood up to see what was going.
 
Vaemon had to try and break away from Maeva's hold, as she was trying to hold him beside her and keep kissing him, Vaemon went around and saw Rhaena trying to claim a dragon.
 
"DOHAERYS GREY GHOST, DOHAERYS."
 
Rhaena was trying to claim one of the wild dragons, but the Ghastly Grey dragon was nipping at her, she kept dodging his muzzle from being eaten, Vaemon went back around got Thurrax to come around, the Red King had already gotten enough sleep, he walked around whilst Vermax was still on him biting his horns, as soon as the Red King saw what Grey Ghost was doing to Rhaena, he shook Vermax off from his back, the little emerald colored dragon was trying to pull Thurrax, the Red King pushed aside before roaring loudly towards Grey Ghost.
 
The Ghastly Grey dragon stopped trying to bite at Rhaena, the young Velaryon was frightened when she heard the loud roar of the Red King, Vaemon walked up and put his hand up towards Grey Ghost.
 
"Dohaerys Grey Ghost, kelis, lykiri, lykiri."
 
Grey Ghost soon calmed down with the command of the Red Knave, Vaemon then beckoned with his hand to tell Rhaena to come near.
 
"Now, Thurrax will be watching here, he'll protect you, now, when you want to claim a dragon, you must have patience, patience is really important when claiming a dragon, so now, with your heart, say Dohaerys, gently."
 
Vaemon taught his half-sister the basics of claiming a dragon, Rhaena was supposed to claim Vhagar, but the Mighty Old Dread was already claimed by Aemond, now she is going to finally claim a dragon, she took a deep breath and said the words, 'serve me' in High Valyrian.
 
"Dohaerys Grey Ghost."
 
Grey Ghost complied with Rhaena's command, the Ghastly Grey dragon was able to serve her, Vaemon then grabbed her hand and guided her to pat Grey Ghost's muzzle, Vaemon then pulled her around to the side of Grey Ghost's head, they stood near the grey dragon's jaw, the Red Knave put both his hands on the jaw and pushed his chest against Grey Ghost, the dragon could hear his heart and purred with affection, Vaemon would not let Grey Ghost bond with him, he reached out to Rhaena.
 
"Give me your hand."
 
Rhaena gave her hand to her older brother and her hand was pulled to the position he was in, he put her hand on Grey Ghost's jaw and then lifted the other to put it on Grey Ghost, he pushed her back so her chest was against the jaw, Grey Ghost then purred with affection to his rider, Grey Ghost the Ghastly Grey, a wild dragon now tamed by the Red King and claimed by Rhaena Velaryon.
 
Vaemon and Rhaena are now walking back to where the Red Knave and Thurrax were, the Red King then laid down, but he stayed awake, Vaemon and Rhaena were now talking to each other.
 
"Now if you keep on bonding with Grey Ghost, you may be like me, you would be able to feel each others feelings, like Thurrax and I."
 
"How long did it take you to be fully bound with Thurrax?"
 
"Not very long I guess, I think he just trusted me, he just loves me I guess."
 
After conversing, they saw their father walking up to them, he had a scroll of a message in his right hand, Little Daemon in his left arm.
 
"Kepa/Father."
 
Vaemon said to his father, the Rogue Prince handed the scroll over to his eldest son, Vaemon opened the message and read it, the message was from his older twin half-sister Baela, the Velaryon girl had gone back to Driftmark and was fostered by the Velaryon twin's grandmother Princess Rhaenys, the message said of a petition that was about to be held in court in King's Landing, the King Viserys was now bedridden, and could not tend to the business in court anymore, he could not finish his sculpture anymore, the skin disease now got the best of him, the message also said that Lord Corlys was wounded in the Stepstones War, the second one, the first was won with Daemon's help, Daemon was then crowned the King of the Narrow Sea afterwards.
 
Vaemon finished reading the message.
 
"Petitions? What for?"
 
"For the Driftwood Throne, the position of the Lord of the Tides, and Master of Driftmark, Vaemond wants the seat so bad."
 
"To King's Landing it is then, the inheritance of Driftmark is Luke's, when his father dies after Lord Corlys."
 
"Yes, to King's Landing, how are you getting there?"
 
"Father?"
 
"Dragon's back or ship?"
 
"Dragon's back, I feel we'll need Thurrax there."
 
Daemon was now joined by his lady wife, Princess Rhaenyra, carrying her babe named Viserys, Aegon on her side holding onto her leg, Jace picked him and walked to the harbor, joined by Luke and Alysanne, Little Daemon went with them too, meanwhile, the Red Knave and his Silver Princess went to Thurrax, Maeva climbed up before her Red Knave did, they soon took flight heading to Kings Landing.
 
The Red King with his rider and his rider's beloved soon reached King's Landing, they landed beside the Dragonpit and climbed down from the Red King's back, they walked down to the entrance of the Red Keep, Thurrax flew up the hill and rested there, Vaemon and Maeva then waited beside the entrance of the Red Keep, they were kissing with fire in front of the people, they did not like any of it, Vaemon's marriage to a lowborn folk and them having children, Vaemon's children were branded as bastards.
 
It didn't take long for them to wait for the carriages to come in, one in front carried Rhaenyra, Daemon and his grandson of his name, the one behind carried Jace, Luke, Alysanne, Rhaena, Aegon, Viserys and Jaehaerys, they were welcomed by a man beside the entrance of the Red Keep hailing to Rhaenyra.
 
"All hail, Princess Rhaenyra of House Targaryen, Heir to the Iron Throne, and her lord husband, Prince Daemon of House Targaryen, Princess.
 
The man bowed to Rhaenyra.
 
"Lord Caswell."
 
They were lead into the Red Keep by the lord, they were then let go to wander the castle, the younger Princes and Princess were lead to their bed chambers that were readied by the maids, Maeva and Rhaena went to the Godswood while Vaemon, Alysanne, Jace and Luke went to the training courtyard, Rhaenyra and Daemon went to see the King, introduce him to Aegon and Viserys.
 
Out in the courtyard, people were staring right at Vaemon, Lucerys thought that they were looking at him.
 
"What's your problem?"
 
Jace asked his little brother.
 
"They're staring at us."
 
"They're more like staring at me now."
 
Vaemon said butting into the conversation.
 
"Why would they be staring at you?"
 
"Because I married a 'common' whore."
 
Vaemon said making quote marks with his fingers.
 
"That's nothing, we're the bastards here."
 
Vaemon snapped and grabbed Luke by the neck.
 
"Now you listen to me, you're no bastard, your father is Ser Laenor Velaryon, not someone from Harrenhal, you got that?"
 
"Vaemon, enough you're hurting him."
 
Alysanne said trying to get Vaemon off from Luke, they hear a sword and what sounded like a chained mace, they see people gathered around, they break through the crowd and they all bow their heads to them, they see Ser Criston Cole sparring with Prince Aemond Targaryen, who now wears a patch on his left eye, they finally finish their match with Aemond making Ser Criston submit to him.
 
"Well done my Prince, you'll win tourney's in no time, as of now."
 
"I don't give a shit tourney's, let's just hope I win against that Red Knave this time, yeah.
 
Aemond looked towards the crowd.
 
"Nephews, cousins, have you come to train?"
 
Vaemon stared at him like he was staring right into his soul, then the gates opened up, coming through them was Lord Corlys' younger brother Ser Vaemond Velaryon, the Sea Snake's brother was looking upon Jace and Luke, Vaemon stepped in front of them, he was staring daggers into Ser Vaemond's eyes, it's like what he did years ago back in Driftmark, when they were at Laena's funeral.
 
When Ser Vaemond walked inside, Aemond called out.
 
"I would like to have a rematch, right here, right now, with the Red Knave, or is it the Bronze Prince."
 
Vaemon still had his back turned to his cousin and he talked.
 
"How about we wait, until the next tourney."
 
"Oh what's the matter, afraid of losing?"
 
This made the Red Knave's eyes fuel with fire, he was tempted by his cousin, he walked towards the one-eyed Prince.
 
"Fine, what is the prize?"
 
"Prize?"
 
"I always fight for something, what is the catch? I won at last year's tourney, remember? Both games of joust and melee."
 
It was true, he unhorsed all knights in the joust and defeated all the knights in the list, Ser Criston Cole who had a large winning streak, for years the knight has won many tourneys, until Vaemon came as an anonymous knight.
 
Flashback...
 
The year was 128AC, Vaemon arrived in a black and red hood, he had his Silver Princess, Little Daemon who was four, the Silver Princess who was unknown to anybody in Kings Landing was pregnant with Jaehaerys then, Vaemon had now dressed in an armor of Valyrian steel with red scales covering the chest plate, when he made himself presentable to the crowd in the stands, they did not know who was behind that helm, it was a helmet that had a mask on it, the banner he carried held no sigil, just a pure red heart with a black arrow and a letter K written on it, the background color on the banner was a sea of blue to represent Rhaenyra's second house, The Vale of Arryn, House Arryn.
 
"Lords and Ladies, I present to you, our reigning champion, Ser Criston of House Cole, Ser Criston Cole will now choose one opponent amongst the knights in this list."
 
The tourney announcer said loudly, Ser Criston rode along the line of knights to be chosen, next to the Red Knave was the one-eyed Prince Aemond Targaryen, up at the stands, Rhaenyra sat with her lord husband, the Rogue Prince Daemon, her children, Alysanne and her daughter-in-law, there was interruption as the lords and ladies looked out at the stand where the royal family sat in, an old man with his cane, weak and his skin debilitated, he wore a gold half mask on his face, the mask was to make his face  stand out in public.
 
It was the King Viserys I Targaryen, he was surely dying, he was helped into the stand by his lady wife, the Queen Alicent Hightower, even the King's good father and Hand of the King was helping, the King's children Aegon, Aegon's sister-wife Helaena, their children, Jaehaerys and Jaehaera, Helaena holding her third child and second son Maelor, even Daeron was sitting there with them, they sat behind Rhaenyra and her family, finally Ser Criston was about to choose his first opponent, it was a Baratheon knight from the Storm's End, they started the joust, Ser Criston started off and unhorsed the Baratheon lad.
 
Next up was of whom the people thought was a mysterious knight, Vaemon didn't like the title of 'Ser', Rhea and Gerold tried to raise him to become a knight more than a Prince, as he is Baelon's second son's child, and not the King's, Vaemon was rather a Prince than a knight, Rhea even tried to make Alysanne a maid instead of being a Princess who can fight as well as a knight, they took after their father, the Rogue Prince.
 
"Next up, the knight in red vs, Ser Renaud Dayne of Starfall, The Spear of Dorne, and The Sword of the Morning."
 
Vaemon was now going up against a knight from Dorne, he was a knight from a vassal House called Dayne, and their seat was Starfall, the knight they Vaemon went up against fought with both a spear and a greatsword, for all of Dorne, the knight was called, Ser Renaud Dayne, the 'Spear of Dorne' and to his House, he was called the Sword of the Morning as he wielded House Dayne's greatsword called Dawn, the Dornish knight has never been in a tourney before, he mostly helped to keep the safety of the Dornish royal family.
 
Vaemon had his lance up, pointing against the knight, they ride to each other before the knight of House Dayne had been unhorsed by the Red Knave, next up Vaemon was going up against Ser Gwayne Hightower, the Lord Hand's eldest son and the Queen's older brother, Vaemon took one look at the stand where the Targaryens sat, Vaemon saw Daemon nod at him before the Red Knave kicked his horse to start running, they were nearly in reach and Vaemon put his lance over the beam to make the Hightower knight's horse throw him forward, Daemon was heard laughing at the gesture, a reminder of what he did in the past to Otto Hightowers son.
 
Next up was the second to last match, this match was for the competitor to deem himself worthy a knight to go against the champion of the tourney in King's Landing, the Red Knave now going up against his own cousin Prince Aemond Targaryen, Vaemon was at his end of the lancing competition, Aemond was at his end, Vaemon kicked the horse and put his lance forward, just as they reached each other, Vaemon's lance had broken upon Aemond's chest.
 
Finally the end, champion vs a mystery knight, Ser Criston was now wondering where did such a knight get dragon scales for his armor, Ser Criston was now ready, he kick his horse, Vaemon kicked at his, they near each other fast, Daemon stood for this moment, in just a second 'CRACK', the Red Knave... won the competition, Vaemon rode up to the stands and the crowd cheered, some of them did as they still had no idea who it was behind the mask on that helmet, Ser Criston got up, grabbed his morning star, and swung it against the Red Knave.
 
Vaemon dodged it and kicked Ser Criston on the ground.
 
"Yield, or die, by Knaves Heart."
 
Vaemon said as the helmet muffled his voice, making him unknown, Ser Criston yielded, Vaemon picked up the lance and pointed it up to the stand, where his family stood.
 
"Nuha Gelenka Darilaros, may I have your favour, as the new champion to these games?"
 
Maeva picked up a wreath of white flowers, everyone looked at her, they did not know who she is, they watched her put the wreath over Vaemon's lance and talked to him before putting it over.
 
"Of course, Nuha Mele Kiritzoz, my Prince."
 
Maeva said with a smile on her face, everyone was shocked to hear the word Prince come out of her mouth and Vaemon speaking High Valyrian.
 
"And the winner is, what is your name lad."
 
Vaemon took off the helmet and made his presence known to the announcer, before his name is announced, the Red Knave told him his title then his name and house.
 
"The Red Knave, Prince Vaemon of House Targaryen, son of Daemon."
 
"Prince Vaemon of House Targaryen, the son of Prince Daemon Targaryen, he is proclaimed as the Red Knave."
 
People cheered to their Prince of the Seven Kingdoms, Vaemon went inside and made his way to the stand, the people then see Vaemon claim his Silver Princess' lips with a fiery passionate kiss, they all were shocked that he already took someone's hand to marriage, the Small Council had counseled His Grace to get him to take Princess Helaena's hand to marriage instead of marrying her off to Aegon.
 
The Council members never recieved any letters regarding to the marriage of the Red Knave and his Silver Princess, and why didn't they recieve any messages to notify them? The Queen and the Hand recieved them with Lord Larys Strong's help, Alicent and Otto were furious at the news of the marriage of Vaemon to a low born citizen.
 
They both wanted the Silver Princess to be rid of, but if they did it, who knows the Red Knave would kill them for it.
 
End of Flashback...
 
Aemond was trying to think of the prize for them to fight for, then one came up in his head.
 
"The prize will be..."
 
Aemond looked at Lucerys for a little while, the Velaryon boy was uneased by Aemond's stare, then he looked back at the Red Knave.

"Your Silver Princess, or is it the Silver Whore?"
 
Vaemon had a stoic look on his face, then he told the rules of the competition before fighting for Maeva.
 
"Fine, three submissions, 'if' you win, then my Silver Princess is yours, but 'when' I win, my Silver Princess will be mine, and mine only."
 
Aemond smiled, he didn't really follow what the Red Knave just said, the word 'if' for Aemond and the word 'when' for himself, Aemond just want to have her, since he laid eyes on her at the tourney the year before, he wanted to have her instead of the Red Knave.
 
Round one...
 
Vaemon grabbed a steel training sword for the match, he twirled it in his hand, Vaemon looked up and saw Otto Hightower standing on the fort watching over the courtyard, he smiled and looked back at Aemond, the Red Knave put the tip on the ground and lifted himself sideways to made his feet like he was running in front of Aemond's face, the Red Knave then dropped down, spun around and kicked Aemond in the face sending him to the ground.
 
Vaemon then used this as an opportunity to have the tip of his sword pointing right at Aemond's throat, thus ending the first round, everyone applaused to this.
 
Round two...
 
Aemond stood up and swung his sword at Vaemon, the tip of the sword had just missed the Red Knave's nose an inch, Aemond swung again and Vaemon parried the sword before spinning around, getting behind Aemond and putting the edge of his sword towards his throat.
 
Aemond lost again and it ended the second of the competition, Aemond was angry, he didn't want to lose this, he wanted Maeva so bad.
 
Round three...
 
Aemond spun around to swing his sword, Vaemon dropped the training sword, spun around, unsheathed Knaves Heart, he twirled the Valyrian steel sword around his hand, then he blocked every blow coming towards him, he spun around with the last blow before breaking Aemond's sword.
 
He kicked Aemond's chest and it made him fall to the ground, the Red Knave twirled Knaves Heart around his hand and pointed the tip of the Valyrian steel sword right at Aemond's right eye, the eye that wasn't harmed by the cut that happened on Driftmark, the Red Knave won the competition to win his Silver Princess, he would never let anybody have her, nobody.
 
Up on the fort above the courtyard, the Red Knave saw Otto's face, he was disappointed in his grandson, Vaemon walked up with Jace, Luke and Alysanne, they stopped where the Hand stood, Vaemon and Otto looked at each other eye to eye, Vaemon smiled at the expression Otto was making towards him.