Princess Rhaenyra walked through the halls with a bright smile, she would be picking her ladies-in-waiting today Visenyra and her mother would be there with her aunt Rhaenys to provide insight. She entered the room where the three women sat two heads of silver and one of ebony they looked like a perfect painting.
Visenyra's eyes were filled with pride as Rhaenyra entered "You are a woman now dearest sister, before we sheltered you from the game but now you are about to start playing officially" Beside her Aemma and Rhaenyra nodded "My darling child understand that your ladies-in-waiting are supposed to be your inner court men really on other laws and marriage alliances we women stay in the shadows. We learn how to speak, listen persuade and rule men are never really the true leaders. Once you understand that you will thrive"
Rhaenys gestured for her niece to sit down "You must understand the women you choose will become your allies; many will desire to be your ladies in waiting as it gives their family power to rise in the ranks."
Rhaenyra nodded and sat down before turning to her sister "Do you have ladies in waiting?" a look passed between the three women and the secret passage opened allowing ten women to enter the room. Rhaenyra recognised some of them but not all as they filled the extra seats in the Queen's personal solar. "These are my ladies-in-waiting though they prefer inner court, and they are right" Her sister had a smirk on her face "And they will be the tutors to whomever you choose" The women all gave Rhaenyra kind smiles or acknowledging nods.
A woman with black hair and stunning grey eyes approached her, she was dressed in a gown of silver and blue she wore a pendant that fell between the valley of her breast. If she had to go by the wolf on her necklace this woman was from House Stark. "Hello Princess, I am Lady Gwendolen of House Stark" Rhaenyra watched in shock as the Rose of Winterfell introduced herself to her.
Gwendolen Stark was the second daughter of Lord Rickon Stark and the twin of Cregan Stark. The girl was normally referred to as the Winter Rose beautiful, cold and with sharp thorns framed in ice. An intelligent woman who was well-known for her beauty and like her older sister she wielded a weapon. How did Visenyra manage to get the Warden of North to let go of his precious daughter?
As the Stark princess sat down another woman approached her with bright red hair and brown eyes, she was pale and had a soft smile on her face. She curtseyed before speaking "Greetings, Princess Rhaenyra I am Lady Alysarra of House Tully" Once again Rhaenyra wanted to know how her sister managed to get this woman away from her father. The only daughter of House Tully was the perfect bargaining chip for Lord Grover Tully. Yet at 20, she had not been married due to the fact her father found no man suitable for his daughter who was the replica of her mother.
Rhaenys herself was surprised her niece had gotten two amazing allies of two different Paramours she glanced at the other eight girls. Two girls approached Rhaenyra at the same time, The taller of the two was well-known to Rhaenyra as it was her cousin Lady Jacintha Baratheon. The shorter one, however, she did not know "Greetings Princess" Rhaenyra smiled "Hello cousin" She turned to the shorter woman whom Jacintha seemed quite close to.
"Greetings Princess I am Lady Elaenara of House Celtigar" Visenyra grinned when her aunt watched her in shock the Celtigars were incredibly loyal to house Targaryen this was something that would secure their loyalty.
"The others said to prefer to hold off their introductions for now." Rhaenyra nodded and looked over at the list of houses with daughters she could choose "Lady Tycella Lannister" Visenyra smirked and leaned forward "Why?" Rhaenyra looked at her sister silently before answering "She is intelligent and good at finding out information and is well-liked but quite underestimated as she is female and the youngest sister of Lord Lannister."
Rhaenyra watched as one of the women smirked "I forgot that my Tycella is your age are you one of her pen pals princess?" Rhaenyra nodded and looked at the woman sitting near her sister with golden hair that fell at her waist and emerald, green eyes. She was a Lannister. "Lady Joyanne it's nice to finally meet you"
Rhaenyra only knew of one other female in the Lannister family so this had to be her the Lioness of the West, the famed Noble Lion. The woman smiled "Nice to meet you as well Princess, it seems that your sister was right you are more than meets the eye. My sister would be pleased to accept such a position of honour".
Rhaenyra smiled and nodded firmly at the woman before carefully reviewing the list "Lady Aadya Dayne" She watched as her mother cleared her throat and tried her best not to laugh or was it a smirk?
"Aadya Dayne the Crimson star of Dorne. Are you sure my dear?" Rhaenyra nodded and Visenyra stared at her baby sister she was impressed "I see that is where you got your information on Dorne when we left, I presume how your letters from the youngest Lannister got to you undetected?" Rhaenyra nodded and a woman behind her cleared her throat "Impressive it seems as if you taught her well Visenyra" Rhaenyra watched as two women raised their glasses to her in approval "Princess Ashanti of Dorne and you remember Lady Vashti yes" Visenyra saidas she sipped on her wine.
Rhaenyra now understood why her sister had done this "The Riverlands, the North, Dorne, Essos, The Stormlands, Dragonstone and the Westerlands. You have made allies with the four biggest powers and armies in Westeros and the support of the riches lands and warriors in Essos all the while keeping an eye on our family base. You have armed yourself for war sister".
Visenyra now was very pleased the three unknown ladies now also seemed impressed "This is how you play the Game of Thrones sister. Each of my friends here wants something and we have a common goal to achieve that. In addition, these women make up my inner court not the outer why don't you guess who these three are".
Rhaenyra stopped and watched them "The Reach so either house Tyrell or Tarly" One of the girls nodded "I am Lady Aurelia Tyrell" Rhaenyra nodded before turning to the two other girls "Alysanne Blackwood" The woman with black hair and blue eyes smiled and nodded before Rhaenyra looked at the other woman.
"You are not of Westeros" the girl smiled she had dark skin covered in a red material on her arms were golden bracelets and her hair was dark and longer than Laena's it was braided at the front before flowing freely " No I am of Norvo's princess, you sister came to learn to our ways of war and my father enjoyed her company I am the daughter of the Head Priest my brothers will take that position after our father dies"
The Bearded Priest of Norvos another army that would aid Visenyra if she called it seemed. Now Rhaenyra narrowed down some things "Then I will have Lady Ivonne Tarly, Lady Rhallen Royce, Lady Braylin Tarth "Visenyra realised that her sister is looking at the list carefully before "Leana Velaryon, Lady Cassandra Bracken and Lady Alassane Poole"
Aemma smiled "Good you have made wonderful choices" Visenyra walked over to her little sister and placed a hand on her shoulder "I am glad you listened to my lessons, now quickly write that list give one to Father and leave the other two here".
When Rhaenyra left the room Visenyra turned to the women who were listening "Your thoughts" They all turned to Visenyra and nodded in approval "She is smart and quickly caught on to what you needed, she is not playing the game for her Visenyra" the Realms Blessings sighed and slumped down in her chair "She's doing it for me."
Aemma turned to her eldest and smiled "You will need the support" the queen stated before looking at the girls that willingly supported her daughter "This will be my last pregnancy girls be prepared to fight" Rhaenys helped her good sister out of the room before Visenyra closed the door "Dragon dreams are always accurate". Joyanne sighed and turned to Gwendolen who sighed the two had consulted with a greenseer and a witch in both their homes they would not be able to save the queen.
"Then we will ensure you take the throne Visenyra we promise, you will be Queen and we will not die in the process Westeros is not prepared for us" The other woman all nodded with bright smiles on their faces. Visenyra saved them so they would save her.
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The Targaryen Queen
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