" laenyra, laenyra darling were are you" Rhaenys calls out looking for her niece.
The silly preteen laughs well jumping out from behind the flower garden.
" I'm right here aunt Rhaenys" The young girl tells her.
Well walking towards her aunt, A bright smile upon her face.
" Come little one we need to put you in a dress for the tourney" Her aunt tells her well grabbing onto her hand and guiding her into the hall.
The girl keeps walking until they make it to her chambers, Where her handmaidens dress her for the tourney.
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The princess leaves her chambers soon after her getting dressed, As she's walking down the hall messing with her bracelet she bumps into someone.
" Oh I'm so sorry ser i didn't -" She goes to say looking up at the man that just so happens to be Daemon Targaryen also known as her aunts cousin. She quickly bows to him.
" No need princess it was my fault, I hope to see you at the tourney today" He says staring down at her.
She felt shivers as his eyes still stared at her
" I shall see you later then my prince" Laenyra tells him well walking away.
The princess made her way down the hall and into her shared box for the tourney, The voices got quiet when she walked down the steps everyone staring at her to see where she would sit. As she sits down next to her cousin baela she can't help but turn behind her to see Otto High Tower staring at her.
She turned around to see his daughter Alicent also staring at her. She paid no mind to it though everyone in the realm was always staring or talking about how beautiful she looked and how much she resembled her mother's kindness and care. Her father often told her how beautiful her mother was but that was when she was younger and when he was more nicer, now they barely talked and when they did it was always in an argument.
Just then the bells started to ring as the king stood to talk
" Be welcome! I know many of you have traveled long leagues to be at these games. But I promise, you will not be disappointed. When I look at the fine knights in these lists, I see a group without equal in our histories. And this great day has been made more auspicious by the news... that I am happy to share Queen Aemma has begun her labors! May the luck of the Seven shine upon all combatants!"
The crowd cheered in excitement, then she heard Lord Boremund Baratheon talking to her aunt in a highly rude manner.
" Princess Rhaenys Targaryen! I would humbly ask for the favor of The Queen Who Never Was."
I thought he was done with his rude demeanor when he talked again.
" I would gladly take it if I thought I needed it."
I stand from my seat and the heat of my anger fuming from me.
How dare he talk to her like that.
I leave the box in a hurry and head down to the stables well the guys get ready for the tourney.
I enter someone's tent and look around for any leftover armor.
" Princess Laenyra what are you doing here" I turn around to hear an unknown voice.
" I'm looking for armor for the tourney" I get a better look at the boy before i start again. " your lord stark's son" i ask him.
He flashes a smile , a smile that would make any girl faint.
" Im cregan your grace" he lets out.
" No need for formalities i just need some armor and a horse". I tell him
He looks at me with his smile fading " your trying to enter the tourney" He asked
" Yes now do you have armor". I ask him.
He walks over to a large crest and pulls out some armor
" These are my sisters from winterfell they should fit you" he hands me the armor and leaves.
I dress quickly and exit the tent to get a horse.
I hop on my horse and ride to the tourney gate just as they began The Master of revels talks.
"Lord Boremund Baratheon and Ser Gwayne High tower of Old town, eldest son of the Hand of the King."
I see lord baratheon run out on top of his horse but when ser Gwayne doesn't come out i knew i had a chance.
I slip on my helmet and race out after him.
" Let us began" The Master continues.
I see Boremund on the other side and grip my stick as we charge at each other.
I hit his helmet off and turn around quick as we charge at one another again, this time i aim for his stomach making him fall off his horse. I jump off my horse and grab a sword from the bin.
" Looks like ser Gwayne would like to continue in a contest of arms!" Master of revels says
I see Boredmund get up from his spot on the floor and watch as he picks up a sword too. I charged at him and we began to fight or swords hitting one another until I pushed my sword into his shoulder making him yield. The crowd goes crazy but turns silent as i remove my helmet.
" Talk about my aunt Rhaenys again and next time I won't miss your heart" I tell him as i throw my sword.
I look up to the stands and see my aunt with a sad smile then i turn to look for the king but hes gone.
But i don't miss the look I received from the king's hand lord Otto He looked surprised and proud of me.
I head back to the tent to change when my aunt walks in.
" The queen has died" she lets out
I look at her with a tear in my eye as she hugs me.
