Rich Man / Tyland Lannister / Aislynn Hightower

24. Sugar

" there is lots and lots of drama at the castle. I can already tell." Aislynn remarked as she got Amelia dressed and changed for the day.

" yes, well when the Prince comes, there's always drama." Tyland agreed. " we don't have to go if you don't want to."

" please I love the drama I live for drama!" Aislynn assured him. " they're going to do this big pomp, and circumstance of trying to make a show out of it and then... He's going to be forgiven because he always is."

"you have the capital down to a peg" tyland mused.

" I most certainly do." she agreed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. she yawned out, rolling her shoulders back, stretching out her arms. Amelia smiled up at her, reaching up for her mother. " long gone are the days of waking up bright eyed and flawless hair." she amused, fixing her dress and slipping on her shoes. " now come the days where I wake up tired and ready to go back to bed."

" we can go back to bed." Tyland assured her. " there is nothing that says we have to go to this stupid thing. They put the prince in custody. While they gathered the council. But there's nothing saying that the whole council needs to be there for this. Just the court wanting to see punishment delivered."

" they are going to be sorely disappointed." Aislynn remarked. Another yawn escaped her lips, and she covered it quickly with her hand. " I'm sorry I don't know what the matter is I can't stop yawning." Tyland chuckled wrapping her up in a hug.

" all you're yawning is going to make me tired." he countered.

" come on the boys are going to stay with Finn. We got Amelia and hopefully this trial will be more exciting. Wake me up then this one wanting food every hour on the hour all night long." Aislynn decided.

" if I could partake in that duty and help relieve some of that from you, you know I would." Tyland declared.

" I know and I love you for it but you see that now because you can't." she teased. " come on we're already running late will miss any little bit of discipline the king has to give out."

The throne room was filled, whispered voices echoed Daemon's name. Viserys stood ready to reprimand his brother.

Daemon walked forward with confidence though, the kings guard unsheathed their swords ready to attack, to protect their king. A crown on Daemon's head he threw down his sword before them.

'Add it to the chair.' He offered it clattered before Viserys as the crowd murmured with anticipation.

'You wear a crown.' Viserys noted.  'Do you also call yourself "King"?' he sneered. Aislynn pushed open the door sneaking in. Amelia babbled out giving them away but she didnt much care if viserys knew she was watching.

'Once we smashed the Triarchy, they named me King of the Narrow Sea." Daemon informed him and the crowd murmured again, Daemon was no king. Everyone knew of his reputation.  'But I know that there is only one true king, Your Grace.' Daemon assured. 'My crown and the Step stones... are yours.'

'Well, where is Lord Corlys?' Viserys questioned hesitantly, Daemon was not one to bend the knee willingly.

'He sailed home to Driftmark.' Daemon told him.

"Smart man. Went home to his wife. And yet he has run from his wife that every given chance." Aislynn tsked. Otto glanced back at her.

" what are you doing here? Where are the boys?" Otto questioned.

" at home. hush." Aislynn instructed " it's route interruption these things don't you know Daddio?" Tyland chuckled as otto rolled his eyes.

'Who holds the Step stones?' Viserys countered