Chapter 18
RHAENYRA TARGARYEN
The last couple of weeks had been a flurry of activity. The death of her Grand Aunt, Lady Maegella, followed by Uncle Daemon's apology and then their journey to Dragonstone itself. That would have been plenty of drama for one week, yet as she stood there with her mother, looking at the open ground in front of her, she felt perplexed and astonished at everything going on.
"I still don't understand! Why can't Father just have the agreement with Lord Lannister nulled? There wasn't even a proper betrothal between her and Jason Lannister," she questioned her mother, whose health seemed to have deteriorated with all the ruckus around her. Yet she had still insisted on coming to see the duel. So, she had accompanied all the nobles who had come for Lady Maegella's funeral.
"The Lannisters are High Lords themselves. Interfering in this matter could be looked upon as an overreach. Since the dispute is between Jason Lannister and Prince Aenys and is of a personal nature, it will not look good if the crown intervenes," explained her mother, yet Rhaenyra did not agree with her mother. So, she huffed.
"I think if Alicent and Uncle Aenys want to marry, they should be allowed to. Why does it have to be so complicated," she complained and watched as the two men walked out, wearing full armor. Her uncle wore an armor that was colored black with. It was as if the metal had been burnt in the fire. It had none of the sheens of regular metal and was pitch black. The only color came from the rubies adorning its chest, blue pearly stones that shone brightly even at such distance.
On the other hand, Jason Lannister's armor spoke of one thing only. Gold. It was often said that the more gold on a Lannister's armor, the higher their standing in the family, and it showed. He was the Lord of Casterly Rock, and his armor, seemed to be made of gold itself.
It was bright and shiny, with ornate lions fashioned into its design. She frowned as her father suddenly walked down and talked to her Uncle Aenys, she couldn't make out what was said, but her father seemed dejected as he walked back up to his platform.
She noticed how her mother's face paled as her father ascended to her platform. Perhaps she knew what was said.
"What did he say to him?" she asked her.
"He offered to call this all off one last time. And it seems Aenys refused his offer?" and Rhaenyra frowned at his words. As suddenly, the crowd roared as her Uncle Daemon walked out. She noticed Mother stiffen up once more at his appearance. He smiled as he joined his Gold Cloaks. Soon they would be returning to Kings Landing as well. There was laughter and jokes until suddenly, his uncle took out a pouch from his pocket and threw it at one of the men.
"Two hundred gold dragons on Jason Lannister," and the crowd roared at the bet. The bet also took aback Rhaenyra, yet Daemon spotted her and gave her a smile, and Rhaenyra felt that his face was bruised though she didn't really think much about it as he seemed fine otherwise.
Perhaps it's just my eyes.
She could hear the murmurs beginning because of Daemon's actions as the two fighters took their positions. Ser Harrold stood in the center, ready to officiate the duel, yet suddenly the whole area became dead silent again.
She looked to the side and found the cause of the duel walking to the crow. Alicent took measured steps in her white dress as she stepped forward with her brother by her side. Her eyes seemed swollen, and Rhaenyra noticed that she was still mutilating her thumb. The biggest surprise was that she did not join her father, Lord Otto, in the royal tent. No, she went to the opposite side and joined Lady Rhaenys and her husband.
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