ALEXANDER STRONG TRAINED IN THE COURTYARD as he thought of how he killed Aemond...
He turned with his sword at the ready and saw two horses ride up to the gates, the man riding wore a green hood and the girl next to him wore this:
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The soldiers turned to look at Lord Alexander for guidance as he walked over.
"Who comes to Kingslanding?"
The man looked up and Alexander got a better look realizing he wasn't a man; he was a boy nearly a man grown and the Green Prince...
"I am Prince Daeron Targaryen and this is my squire; Princess Aimee Martell," Daeron told him.
Alexander was shocked and wasn't sure what to do, "let them in."
He couldn't make an enemy of House Martell...
As they both got off their Horses, he got a better look at the girl:
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Alex felt himself freeze... She's beautiful.
"What's wrong, Lord Strong?" Daeron asked sounding quite like his brothers.
Aimee smiled a bit to herself knowing what made the boy Lord stop.
Alexander knocked himself out of it as he looked over at them, "soldiers, escort these two to the Queen."
DAEMON WAS READING AS RAEWYN SLEPT NEXT TO HIM when Rhaenyra barged in.
"Rae- Daemon, where's- Oh," she notices Rae asleep, "we need to wake her up."
"Is it an emergency?" Daemon asked.
Rhaenyra nods.
Daemon shook his wife, "wake up, my love."
Raewyn wakes up and she looks over yawning, "good morrow lover..." She sits up when she notices her Queen standing there, "and Niece," she tilts her head, "what's going on?"
"I'm not exactly sure," Daemon glances at Rhaenyra.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE, PRINCE DAERON?" Queen Rhaenyra questioned from the Throne, "and in the company of a Dornish Princess of all people?"
