THE HEALER PRINCE ( House of dragon reincarnation)(OC x Alicent)

Part 8

Chapter 8- GOING AWAY!

OTTO HIGHTOWER

Few men in the whole realm could change the fate of the whole continent. There were the obvious, The King, The High Lords. Yet among those names would also be his name. Otto Hightower, the second son, brother to Lord Horbert Hightower.

The same Horbert Hightower who now kneeled in front of the new heir apparent to the throne. Rhaenyra Targaryen, dressed up to look her best, was a testament to Targaryen's beauty. The Realm's Delight, her father had coined her, and the words were accurate, for no other lady at court could measure up to her.

"I, Horbert Hightower, Lord of Oldtown, the voice of Citadel and beacon of the faith,..." and his brother continued to swear his vows as Otto once more glanced towards the gates, followed by the lines of court ladies trying to find his daughter yet his gaze would return empty-handed, finding no trace of Alicent.

'Where had she gone?' he thought, for she had been with Rhaenyra while she dressed up yet had not entered even though the oats were about to be completed. His mind raced as he tried to think of any reason, yet found no answer as Horbert returned to stand by his side.

"Where is Alicent, I had thought she would be here?" his brother questioned, as Rhaenyra Targaryen stood there, obviously a bit nervous, but yet she stood there displacing her uncle as heir and defying hundred years of tradition.

Otto saw her eyes glance towards his area, probably for the same reason he had scanned the court and saw a little frown appear on her face.

"I don't know, brother...." But his words would be cut short as the doors to the throne room would suddenly be thrown open. Otto's head whipped back, and his eyes widened as they found the recently returned Prince standing at the door.

The throne room would be silent as the Prince, who seemed to be in no rush, would look around and walk towards the young heir. The Prince would use a cane to walk, and to his surprise, he would find Alicent coming in by his side.

"This might be interesting. Though, wasn't he unconscious? So, when did he wake up?" questioned Horbert.

"Apparently, just now," he responded as he turned to look at the King. Viserys Targaryen sat on the throne, Blackfyre in his hand, looking stoic and unbothered, yet Otto could tell, Viserys was rattled. Surprised.

"Why is Alicent with him?" questioned Horbert as he gave Otto a glance, and Otto could only shake his head as his fists balled up.

"I don't know," he answered again as he watched the Prince come and stand right in front of Rhaenyra.

Aenys Targaryen was a child that had vexed even his father. Though over the years, he wasn't the only Targaryen the young prince would vex. He had always been a recluse, preferring to remain quiet and observe. Though when he would speak, he would speak with the wisdom of a man perhaps thrice his age.

The young prince was doted on by the good Queen who would try and fill the gap of the mother the boy had lost, and the young Prince would be selected to be entrusted with her most important treasure. Yet tragedy would strike, with Princess Gael dying a tragic death, swindled by the guiles of a mummer.

The details remain unknown to this day, but it would be the first time the young prince would quarrel with his grandsire, though that would not be the last. The Prince was said to have steel in his spine, often compared to the stubbornness of Jaehaerys himself in his youth.

The Prince would stand in front of the Princess and, with a small nod, bend the knee.

Otto's eyes would widen as the Prince began to speak his oath of fealty to the new heir, one which had somewhat usurped him. The surprise and relief were evident on King Visery's face as well, showing that the King knew nothing of this as well.