I walked into the council room and sat across Daemon, The Hand. Lord Tyland, my father, mother, uncle and children were all present for this meeting.
The doors opened and in walked Aegon, the new King, "King Aegon Targaryen, Second of this Name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm." Criston said.
Aegon strutted across the table to his seat at the head of the table, The King's Chair, Elia beside beside him, her swollen belly slightly shown through her dress. As he sat, everyone else followed. A awkward silence fell as no one knew what to say to their new rulers, I sighed, "There has been a report that Rhaenyra has crowned herself, 'Queen of the Seven Kingdoms'."
"A war is lightly to be fought over the succession, and that war will start soon but not by my command" Aegon said and looked around, "My Hand, Daemon, and I had a discussion and we have come up with a plan."
Daemon stood proudly, "We've sent raven to Dorne, Old Town and more houses to pledge there alliance. We await their response."
"The Velaryon fleet are on your side, your grace."
"And so is the Lannister army."
I stood up, "What of the strong houses, like Baratheon and Stark, Tully or Tyrell. Rhaenyra's mother was an Arryn, they will never turn a blind eye on there kin and with the allegations they made towards Daemon about killing Rhae, the entire Vale is against us."
"There's never lived a Stark that forgot an oath and with House Stark, the North will follow." Tyland stated.
I saw Eddard whisper something into Helaena's ear and she nodded her head, she stepped forward, "My husband is a Stark, they will not go against their kin,perhaps we could fly on Dreamfyre to the North."
I smiled and turned to Aegon who looked at his sister with soft eyes, "If I approve your request, who will go to Storms End or Riverrun or High Garden?"
Aemond and Aerion stepped forward, "We'll fly to Storms End and propose a marriage between Aerion and one of his daughter's" Aemond said and Aegon nodded his head, Baela stepped forward, "Perhaps I could fly to High Garden, they are said to be kind people."
I thought for a while as everyone discussed their strategy, I drew in a sharp breath, "I have a better plan" everyone quieted down and their attention fell on me.
"Spies. Dragonstone is farely small, perhaps we could use spies to kidnap her children and bring them here. Surely she will want her children and once she is her we'll make her bend the knee."
"Dealora, that is..."
"Cruel? The world is cruel and we have to use what we have to survive, if we are to win the throne without any war and blood loss we'll have use what she loves dearly, against her and if she doesn't we'll have to kill her."
Aegon sat back in chair, perhaps he was considering my idea, he reached or Elia's hand, "If this plan works who will distract her while the spies kidnap the children?"
"I'll go and 'bargen' with her, pretend to be considering terms."
Aegon turned to Elia, the table fell silent as they awaited his response, finally he turned back to the table, he nodded his head.
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The ride to Dragonstone was short and quick, Daemon had sent spies hours before we felt to kidnap but not harm Rhaenyra's children. Dragonstone came into view and a group of guards stood outside, ready for the talk.
Aegon had ordered a few len be with me as I distracted Rhaenyra, and I hadn't argued. I landed behind the guards and dismounted Vyrax, casually walking towards Rhaenyra and Harwin.
I scanned her guards and saw no sign of Laenor, perhaps he had left. I sighed, "I, the dowager Queen Dealora, have come on behalf of my son, the true King of the Seven Kingdoms with term to your surrender." I smiled.
Harwin, laughed and Rhaenyra scoffed, "Now speak it" she said, her voice annoyed as full of anger. "Princess..."
"I'm Queen Rhaenyra, and you all are traitors to the realm."
I chuckled, "King Aegon Targaryen Second of his Name, with his desire for peace is considering terms, acknowledge Aegon as King and bend the knee infront of thousand. In exchange, his grace will confirm your possession of Dragonstone, passing to you son, Jacaerys, upon your death. Your son's by Ser Harwin will also get high honor in court, Viserys as the king squire and Aegon as his cupbearer. We will await you response on the morrow, good day princess."
I smirked as I walked back to my dragon, and a scream was heard from the castle, I slightly turned my head then continued walked to Vyrax.
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I walked the walls of the Red Keep, Criston behind me, a guard passed by, "Where is the King?" I asked, "Your grace, the King was last seen with, Ser Westerling, they were heading for the dungeons."
I sighed and walked to the dungeons, Criston trailing behind. Reaching the dungeons, I saw Aegon and Ser Westerling standing by a cell, approaching I saw five figures chained by their ankles.
"Unchain them" I ordered, "Now!" Ser Westerling unchained the children and I sighed, "When I said we'll kidnap them I wasn't expecting you to chain them."
I entered the cell and squatted near them, "Why are we here?" Jace asked, clearly angry, "Your mother is a usurper, she stole your uncle's throne."
"My mother is the true Queen" Luke said, "No, no she's not, when you took my son's eyes, your grandsire changed the succession, many ravens were sent but your mother never answered them."
They looked at each other then to the ground, "We will not kill you, we need you alive. You will get your chambers back and you will be fed, I'm not heartless."
I stood up and walked to Criston, "Make sure their rooms are locked at all times, no one goes in or out, other than I or the King, understand?" I whispered, Criston nodded his head and I smiled, "Good" I began walking away.
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