Separated from Geralt and Yennefer once again, Y/N of Lidenvale and Ciri of Cintra find themselves washed ashore and held captive by the rulers of the land of Westoros, the Targaryens. Unfortunately for all involved, as Geralt and Yennifer move thei...
A/N: Did you know the little crown Wanda wears is actually a form of a wimple? The more you know
Warning for Future: as this is HotD, there will be pregnancy, discussing of menstrual cycle, etc.
News of King Viserys' death spread like wildfire, Y/N was a bit preoccupied with the Prince in the library and was in a rather... indecent position when the handmaid had come to find Aemond and so a hue of red did wash over her when the handmaid had let out a shout at the sight of the two before she had exclaimed about the king's death.
That had been a day ago and her, and Ciri were now witness to a Targaryen funeral. It was odd, there were no tears shed for the king it seemed like, Alicent remaining stoic as ever as Rhaenyra handed her babe Visenya to Daemon, ready for her dragon, Syrax, was ready to breath fire onto the pyre.
The king laid on the pyre, wrapped up in cloth, flowers around him as the silence of the waves took over them. Y/N felt a hand upon her back as she looked back, Aemond behind her as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "And it is now that the game for the throne ends."
Whispering back, "What do you mean?"
"My grandsire has always wanted for Aegon to succeed the throne, but Rhaenyra was the crowned heir", Aemond whispered, "and with her here and not at Dragonstone, my grandsire cannot dispute the claim."
She watched as Rhaenyra sucked in a deep breath and said, "Dracarys."
With that, all were witnessed to the king's pyre being light on fire.
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"The Queen has requested your presence", the handmaid told her.
It was later in the day, Y/N watched Ciri practicing her magic with Lucerys watching in amazement when the handmaid came to her in the garden; Rhaenyra's title of Queen now invoked despite her crowning yet to happen.
"She is in the throne room."
"Thank you, Ciri, it seems I will be needed elsewhere. You can run off now."
Y/N proceeded to the throne room, her skirt brushing the ground as she went; once there, it seemed she interrupted a argument between the Greens and Blacks as she walked in. Rhaenyra sat on the throne, no crown yet as she came and stood in front of Rhaenyra, bowing to the Queen. She felt Aemond's gaze on her as she stood back up again.
"Your grace", Y/N said, she saw Rhaenyra holding her babe.
"Hello, Y/N", Rhaenyra said with a slight nod of her head. "I have brought you here because it appears... the Greens are at a impasse as to what to do with you and Ciri."
"Oh", Y/N said with a head tilt. "How... intriguing."
"Exactly as I said", Rhaenyra said with a playful smirk. "Otto Hightower seems to believe we should send Ciri to Nilfgaard and pledge alliance with them, and keep you here for ourselves."
