10 years have past since the night of Driftmark, Rhaenyra decided to name herself an heir, as the Queen fell pregnant she knew the risks of carrying a child, so therefore she named a new heir just in case the worst ever caught her.
All those years ago, the Queen named her younger brother, Aemond Targaryen to be her heir, she knew that it was always his desire, and that it was rightfully his after her, however, Rhaenyra didn't know she would have had her children at such a young age, Rhaenyra gave birth to her daughter very young in her youth, the Queen was torn between her two family members, she couldn't decide who would be more suited, naming Aemond her heir made her have doubts, she knew deep down what he was capable of, but she couldn't go back on her word.
However, the Queen had came to her decision and the day finally came of her younger brother's coronation of being named heir by his beloved sister. Men of the realm expected the Kings first born son, Aemond Targaryen to named heir by his eldest sister Rhaenyra, but Rhaenyra had other plans. Instead of her younger brother she named her eldest and only daughter, Aelora Targaryen as her new heir.
This news made Aemond feel betrayed, she worked hard all of his life to be named heir, he did everything a Prince should do, he was good to the people, did his duties, did everything in his power to prove himself to his sister, hearing the Queens announcement to the whole Kingdom embarrassed Aemond, he was being replaced by a girl, not just any girl, the girl who took his eye when he was just ten years old, Aemond held his tongue, he stepped to the side facing the crowd of millions who were meant to be his subjects in years to come.
Alicent held Aemonds hand in devastation, she didn't blame Rhaenyra for her choice in her new heir, however, she felt it was unfair to her son, who had shown nothing but devotion to the crown.
Aelora walked down the aisle wearing traditional targaryen colours, and with a glittering gold head piece, she matured very well and looked almost identical to her mother.
Her snowy white hair gleaming and her eyes brighter than ever. As she reached the bottom of the iron throne, Rhaenyra stood and stared at her daughter in awe.
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"Aelora Targaryen......Princess of Dragonstone......and Heir, to the Iron Throne" the Queen said proudly.
Prince Aemond, on the other hand, also matured well, his eye was now healed but mentally he was not. Over the years his hatred grew more and more towards his niece, even if he hated her, he himself grew up very elegantly, you could tell he took care of himself his hair was always straight and not a crease in sight, his skin looked soft but also cold, you could tell the young prince had been training throughout his teen life, and now at the age of 19 he was in his mind ready to rule the 7 kingdoms after his sister.
Princess Aelora, was now heir to the iron throne, she was proud of herself, however what she also knew that men of the realm didn't accept Rhaenyra as their current Queen.....and now with another woman next in line....she knew this could mean war. However, Aelora looked on at the crowd who were surprisingly very supportive of Rhaenyra's choice. But, on the other side of the room the greens stood with a stern, The Queen mother Alicent never forgave Aelora, but she didn't think she had a bad bone in her body, Alicents three other children stood beside her along with Otto Hightower. Aemond stood with a strong posture, staring at Aelora his thought process was very different to how he looked at her.
"It should be me with that crown" the prince thought.
All, Alicent, Aegon and Helaena all bowed their heads, all except for Otto and Prince Aemond. Otto Hightower was not happy with Queen Rhaenyra's choice, in fact, Otto was still not happy that Rhaenyra was ruling the 7 kingdoms, however the lord hand stayed loyal to the Queens side, still giving Rhaenyra advice, which was quite hard to do with her consort King Daemon in the room.
Both Daemon and Rhaenyra were very proud of their daughter for taking this responsibility, despite the whispers in some parts of crowd.
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Later on, the Sun soon set and the moon rose. Rhaenyra and her family were settling down for the evening after a long eventful day. As everyone we're going back to their chambers, Prince Aemond was walking past Aelora's chamber. The princess was stood in the doorway smiling at him, he on the other hand looked at her like a piece of dirt.
"My Prince?"
"Say one more word, and I will take your eye out myself" the prince explained.
"If you were going to do that you would've done it by now?" Aelora said sarcastically.
Aemond grabbed her by her shoulders, he drew a sharp breath....Aelora felt his cold breath on her face, it sent shivers down her spine.
"Just because you have white hair, and you got named heir by my sister....doesn't change who you are. Who you really are....."
Aelora's throat tightened as the pressure from his hands gripped her shoulders harder.
"And you are nothing more that an eye taking bastard" he whispered
"And you will rue the day you took my eye from me"
He pushed her against the wall, her head smacking the concrete. He walked past her to his chamber leaving her alone in the corridor.
Aelora was shocked, she didn't move, she only processed what had happened....she then turned to her chamber shaking the door closed. She knew this was the beginning of the end, she also told herself what else could go wrong with her new responsibilities.
