Rhaegar's Pov.
Seeing Rhaenyra getting stitched up i shake my head before marching out of the chamber, we will leave for Dragonstone and we won't return to King's Landing. We should have done it many years ago but we didn't but now it's just been to much.
Saying mine and Saera's children are bastards, cutting Rhaenyra. I'm done with it, i will return when truly needed or when i can take the throne.
"Ah heavy lies the crown and your not even wearing it." The voice of Daemons says and i raise my brow before walking past him. "The air stinks of shit whenever your near, uncle." I state as i hear him walk behind me.
"You got me banished, and not even a single bit of remorse. Stripped from my titles because of your lies." Daemon says as i see him walk next to me from the corner of my eyes.
"You've thought about it many times uncle, putting a blade trough my chest or removing my head from my body, take Rhaenyra and together the two of you would be crowned. I'm not stupid and unlike my father I'm not afraid to take measures." I simply say and he gives me a shrug with that arrogant look on his face.
"I have, but Essos is my home now let's hope it will continue to be my home after my brother passes. You never know what could make a man wish to come back and claim what is his." Daemon says and I couldn't stop but laugh.
"There's me, my children, Aegon and Aemond before you are in line Daemon you wish to simply kill us all?"
"Most despite you for what you have done, wedding two women. On top of that Saera was a bastard for most of her life only being legitimized after you wed her, the faith won't support you and many more won't, Wild Dragon." He says making me grab him by his throat before slamming him into the wall.
"If you wish to die just say the word, this night has already been messy enough but i will not mind making your head roll over this ground. You will never and I swear on all the god's never sit on the Iron Throne." I bite his way as I slam him harder against the wall pulling a groan from his lips, before I start walking away.
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Walking into father's chambers i close the door behind me while he turns in my direction making me release a sigh.
"We will leave for Dragonstone this afternoon, and i think it's best if you and your family will sail back to King's Landing, Your grace." I say as he sits on a chair by the window and he motions for me to take a seat on the other side of him.
Making my way over i take a seat and fill two cups with some wine before handing him one. "When did it all come to this?" He asks with a shake of his head as he takes the cup from me.
"I do not know, maybe you never should have remarried. Feel like most of our problems started with that, or me marrying Saera and Rhaenyra also didn't help my case for that matter." I breath out as i lean back in the chair.
"It didn't, but it was your choice and when you will become king you will not hear the last of it."
"Why do they even care? I'm not Maegor with his six wives, and cruel ways. But we are dragons and I simply do not follow their faith." I simply say and he chuckles at my words.
"Many years ago you told me we bleed and die the same like other people. Now you say we are dragons?" He asks me with a raised brow as i drink from my cup before speaking.
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The Wild Dragon.
FanfictionRhaegar Targaryen is the only son of Aemma and Viserys Targaryen, Heir to the Iron Throne, but many don't wish him to lead even his father has his doubts. Rhaegar is wild and mostly doesn't think about his actions. Therefore, many believe he will...