༆᯾𑁍 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 ( UNDER EDITING RN ( nothing major just spelling mistakes )
"To that bloodshed, crimson clover. The worst was over. My hand was the one you reached for
All throughout the Great War"
In which Aemond Targar...
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CHAPTER SEVEN.
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—EVERYONE WAS GATHERED around the Painted Table as they forged a plan.
"It's no easy thing for a man to be a dragonslayer. But dragons can kill dragons. And have. The Cannibal, Queen Elaena's dragon did. The simple truth is this, we have more dragons than Aegon." Daemon calmly stated as Queen Elaena stood by Jacaerys, Lucerys, and Aemond.
"Viserys spoke often of the Valyrian histories. I know them well. When dragons flew to war . . . everything burned. I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone, and to the courtesy of Queen Elaena, King's Landing is already half ash." Rhaenyra hummed, giving her daughter a deadpan look who only shrugged.
"Are you considering the Hightower's terms, Your Grace?" Lord Bartimos asked, and Elaena pursed her lips. Aemond shifted his hand on her waist at the name, tightening his hold while Elaena covered his hand with hers.
"As Queen, what is my true duty to the realm, Lord Bartimos? Ensuring peace and unity? Or that I sit the Iron Throne no matter the cost?" Rhaenyra spoke to him, and Elaena understood her reasoning, but she refused to let Aegon sit on the throne, she would rather die.
"That's your father talking." Daemon commented, and Elaena slightly agreed with him. "My father's dead. And he chose me as his successor . . . to defend the realm and not cast it headlong into war." She said, watching as Daemon walked towards the other side of the room.
"Well, the enemy have declared war! What are you going to do about it?" Daemon raised his voice, and Elaena watched as her mother's gaze turned into a glare.
"Clear the room." Rhaenyra harshly said, Elaena softly put her hands on her brothers shoulders and led them out of the room as her husband followed her.
