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

Part 10

Chapter 10

RHAENYRA TARGARYEN

"I don't get it. Why does he have to return to Bravos?" she frowned as she was by her mother's side. And now, after several weeks, she could finally walk without support. Her mother placed down the letter she had been reading and looked toward her.

"Your uncle has many obligations back in Bravos that he needs to pay attention to. You don't have to worry about me, he believes that the danger has passed, and I am on the road to making a full recovery," her mother assured her.

But Rhaenyra could sense that this wasn't the whole truth. Rhaenyra may be young but she was neither dumb nor deaf. She wasn't blind to the tensions in the council meetings, nor was she deaf to the whispers in the halls of the Red Keep.

"But that isn't all, is it?" she prodded further, and her mother grimaced slightly at her answer. She then looked toward her and gave her a slight nod.

"Indeed. The truth is that while he hasn't said anything, your father's actions in naming you heir were a great slight against Aenys, and after this, there was nigh a chance that he would ever remain here," her mother said with a sigh making her frown more.

And Rhaeyra recoiled slightly as she understood the implication behind those words, slightly hurt that her mother felt like this about her becoming the heir.

"Are you saying that Father made a mistake in naming me heir? Are you saying that I am not ready for it!" she asked, chewing her lips, and her mother's head snapped towards her, a complicated expression on her face.

"Ohh! My sweet child, I did not mean it like that. I know in my heart that you would make a fine heir and an even finer Queen in the future. But that doesn't negate that the way your father did this was wrong!"

And Rhaenyra's heart relaxed as her mother squeezed her hand. Rhaenyra was not blind to the implications of her being given the title of the heir. Already, the court was clamoring over Daemon's exile and how he had taken refuge on Dragonstone, a ceremonial seat for the heir, yet there had been no little protest about it from her father.

"But he bent the knee that day. If he was angry about me becoming heir, why did he bend the knee?" she questioned her mother as she got up and snuggled into her side, wrapping her arms around her.

"And that is a testament to how much he has grown over the years, for I can assure you that if it had been Aenys from the years past, he wouldn't ever have knelt like that. Plus, he has no issue with you becoming the heir. The slight was how your father removed him while he lay unconscious in bed," and Rhaenyra nodded, understanding the situation a bit more.

This also explained why his behavior with her had not changed much at all. She liked spending time with him. Uncle Aenys was a well of knowledge and had no qualms over humoring her questions and curiosities. And he was also the one who did not look at her like a piece of lamb in the castle. With her ascension to the position of heir, she had noticed how the gazes of people had shifted.

"Then what will happen now? Is he not going to come back?" she questioned, and her mother shook her head.

"No! Perhaps recognizing his mistake, your father has also promised Aenys support in building his college here. So, he will probably return in some time, mayhaps a month or so."

And it all clicked. All the tension in the meetings between her father, the Lord hand, and the Grand Maester. They had seemed overly agitated in the Council meetings over the last few days.

"Is that why Father has been so adamant about supporting this? Even in the council meetings, he has refused to listen to the concerns of Lord Otto and Grand Maester," she questioned, and her mother nodded.