"why would I choose one? I want them both, so I'll have them both. ask me again and I'll have one kill you. "
"..."
"you're dismissed."
{ in which the daughter of Rhaenyra bewitches the two Green princes and single-handedly make...
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"Both my seat and High Tide will be yours one day, Lucerys. Your brother will be king, of course. He'll sit on endless councils and ceremonies, but Lord of the Tides rules the sea." Valyria frowned as she walked to where Corlys and Luke were.
"No! Valyria will be Queen after Mother." Valyria stood by Luke, and Corlys nodded. "Perhaps. But, you will succeed me."
"Sorry. I don't want it." Valyria frowned and looked down at Luke, who was looking at his feet.
Corlys kneeled. "It's your birthright, lad." Valyria didn't like how he was speaking to Luke. Luke was only a child, and he didn't need to be thinking about that at this age, especially not now.
"If I'm the Lord of Driftmark, it means everyone's dead," Luke said, his voice choked. He took his toy, and Valyria walked him a few paces away.
It was her turn to kneel.
"Luke, look at me." He met her eyes, and there were tears in his.
"You're going to be Queen, right, Valy?" Valyria nodded. "Yes. I will, Luke, I will. After Mother. And you...you will be Lord of Driftmark. But not now. I promise, not now. Okay?" He sniffed, then wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"Don't die, Valy. Please, don't!" She sighed. "I won't. I'm going to live very long so that I may read your stories to you. Yes?" He smiled as he pulled back.
"Yes."
"Good. Now, go join Jace and offer your cousins your condolences. They are grieving. Can you do that?" He nodded and she patted him off as she stood.
She walked around for a bit until she was where Jace and the twins were, but Rhaenys was speaking to them. Jace was standing by the fire.
"Go find Mother, yes?" He walked away, and she stood there, watching the dancing flames. Until she saw a figure standing across from her.
The boy.
He wore a cloak of green, unlike her black attire.
She curtseyed, and he nodded. They didn't speak, but they just stood there, watching each other.
"You're Princess Valyria." She nodded. "Yes, My Prince." He was a Green. From how young he looked, he had to be Aemond.
"I am...sorry for your loss."
"Thank you. Welcome to Driftmark." He nodded, offered her a pitiful look, then walked away. She could see him walk in the general direction of the Queen, and the Queen was watching another white-haired boy.
Aegon.
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She walked to the ledge, and then noticed a figure down below.
