Avalon's coronation came quickly, Robert died and Avalon was crowned, everything was happening, she never expected to be queen, never expected to be a Targaryen again, to reveal it to the world. But here she was, Avalon Targaryen once again and people, supporters came out of the woodwork.
SHe knew this was both dangerous and marvelous.
Avalon walked down the aisle and swords dropped after her, Renly had moved to the storms end already ready to gather his troops against them all and Stannis. Stannis was on dragonstone and didnt know of their plans. But he wanted the crown too. Sooner rather than late he would want the crown, hear the news and come after them.
"We live by a code of loyalty. We take care of each other. I know my brother didnt do a good job of that when he reigned but I swear I will do better." Avalon declared when she made it to the front of the throne room. "My name is Avalon Targaryen Lannister and It's my duty my honor and my privilege to be your queen.'' Avalon told them
'May the Warrior give her courage. May the Smith lend strength to her sword and shield. May the Father defend her in her need." the Septon began. ''May the Crone lift her shining lamp and light her way to wisdom." Jaime stepped forward the crown in hand. Avalon smiled back at him. He pressed a kiss to her cheek.
"The crown of the last Avalon Targaryen to reign along her husband Viserys the peaceful, untouched through generations waiting for its rightful leader to guide us into the future." Jaime spoke. Barristan was going to crown Avalon, he was the commander after all and he adored Avalon still, he was glad for this to be happening but Jaime asked if he could do the honors of crowning his mother. ''Let the Seven bear witness: Avalon Targaryen Lannister is the true heir to the Iron Throne." he announced putting the crown on Avalon's head.
Avalon felt like a dragon was placed on her head as the crown settled on her. she felt like the whole world rested on her shoulders.
'In the light of the seven I now proclaim Avalon Targaryen the second of her name the Queen of the andals and the first men and Lord of the seven kingdoms.' Grand maester declared to the people.
''long may she reign.'' Tywin declared.
''Long may she reign.' they echoed and everyone cheered happily. Avalon looked to Tywin he looked so very proud.
"Mum's the queen." Draco declared.
"Now we just have to fight for our home, to keep it." Tyon remarked.
"The Baratheon's are coming." Davina agreed.
"And we will be ready for them." Draco agreed.
"No." Chorused his siblings.
"What do you mean no?" Draco whined. "I'm-"
"12." Tywin reminded him.
"I'm very mature and very skilled." Draco corrected. "I've been working with my dancing master with Arya and-"
"Dancing and fighting-" Tyon began but Draco snatched his blade from his and pointed it at Tyon's chest. "I'm not going to fight you, real or not Draco... you are my little brother, I protect my family now put down the fucking blade." Draco sighed but didnt move Tyon disarmed him easily enough.
"I wasnt ready!" Draco declared.
"And you won't be. This war is coming fast and I need you to look after the girls." Tyon offered.
"If you think you are keeping me out of a fight-" Davina began.
"Honestly you think I control you?" Tyon countered looking to his elder sister. "No, I meant NOra and Kels, Sansa and Arya." Tyon clarified. "Draco you keep practicing every day and if by chance men breech the gates you will be ready but we are going to war, we wont lose our family in the process."
"So I'm like your back up?" Draco questioned.
"You are our plan B." Tyon offered.
"And whats the plan when they do come?" Draco questioned.
"Tyon doesnt have a plan, I will conduct a plan with father." Davina assured.
"I do have a plan... attack." Tyon suggested.
"Brilliant mastermind." Davina gave a slow clap.
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After the coronation Varys felt a pang of worry, Tywin lannister on the throne, that wouldnt be good. He knew another Targaryen across the narrow sea, and that was the girl he was putting his money on. But he wasnt a brave man, not by himself at least so Varys abducted Tyrion. Not seeing a good option, but knowing the Targaryen girl was making waves across the narrow sea, he thought Tyrion might be the man to do that. To be able to see and chose a better queen than the lannisters. If only Varys knew Avalon was the best Targaryen they could have asked for.
But Varys thought it would be Tywin ruling and he didn't think that was what the kingdoms needed. He didn't know Avalon that well, thought she was a quiet little dove, easily bent and broken, he was wrong and he was wrong to steal her child from her as well.
"Prince Draco..." Sandor drawled out.
"You dont have to be so formal Sandor, you are family," Draco remarked.
"Good thing you didnt turn into a twat like your nephew when you get a crown on your head." Sandor remarked ruffling his hair.
"Don't mess up a mans hair Sandor!" Draco corrected ducking out of his grasp.
"Gods boy, did the crown change you?" Sandor mused.
"I want to look good for Arya, before all the war and what not starts... you know?" Draco countered.
"Aye, to be young and in love." Sandor agreed.
"Tyrion has this fragrance I think Arya will like have you seen him?" Draco questioned.
"Where is Tyrion?" Avalon demanded. "No one has seen him since the coronation, Tywin someone took him! They took my boy!"
"We will find him." Tywin assured. "But my dear, we have bigger concerns-"
"Dont make jokes in a time like this, where is he?" Avalon begged.
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