The Chronicles of The High Princess: Lotus Throne
follows the journey of High Princess Yuexiu Zhihua, a formidable diplomat and sorceress from the mystical land of Yi-Ti, as she navigates the treacherous waters of court intrigue and political upheav...
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a month later
The Small Council chamber buzzed with tension as Viserys looked up at the dragon keeper from where he sat at the head of the table.
"Ziry massitas isse se zōbrie hen bantis, issa lords, rȳ se jēda hen massa" the elderly dragon keeper spoke "Se issaros geptot īlva arghugon" he finished
Viserys looked at the man confused "Skorkydoso iksos ziry bona nykeā zaldrīzes's drōmon istan taken hen hen gō tōmēpsa zaldrīzes rāelagon?" he asked
"Ziry istan dārilaros daemon qilōni gūrotan se drōmon, aōha dārōñe " the dragon keeper said, his voice steady but laced with anxiety.
"Daemon" Viserys spoke his eyebrows furrowed absorbing the words, as Otto spoke up "The prince left a missive which I believe, might explain." nodding towards Maester Mellos who sat across the table from him a piece of parchment grasped between his fingers.
"It is the pleasure of Daemon Targaryen, the prince of Dragonstone and rightful heir to the iron throne to announce he is to take a second wife in the tradition of old Valyria, she is to assume the title of lady Myssaria of Dragonstone, her grace is with child and is to have a dragon's egg placed in the babe's cradle in the tradition of house Targaryen" maester mellos took pause "the prince has invited you to his wedding, your grace it is in two days time"
"gods be good" one of the lords murmured under his breath as he took a sip of his wine.
Corlys spoke up next "Who is the lady Myssaria?", Mellos responded "We believe tha-" only to be cut off by Otto "Daemon's whore, This is nothing less than sedition."
"i strongly agree sire" another lord spoke up, Viserys' eyebrows furrowed once more "My brother wished to provoke me, to answer him is to give him what he wants"
"the realm is watching your grace" Corlys spoke up almost pushing towards an i told you so, as he eyed the king his hands clasped in his lap.
"what would you have me do, send him to the wall, perhaps I can put his head on a spike" Viserys grew angry as Otto commented once more "Daemon has seized Dragonstone, has surrounded himself with an army of Gold Cloaks, and has now stolen a dangerous weapon"
Rhaenyra spoke up "Skori dōna ziry vāedis?" catching the attention of all those in the room, as she stood near the door her hands clasped behind her back, she asked the question once more harsher this time facing the dragon keeper "Skori dōna dārilaros Daemon vāedis?"
the dragon keeper seemed to take in the question his face taking on a rather grave face as he stood quiet. causing Viserys to look at the man with parted lips and furrowed brow as he tried to comprehend why this man was taking so long to answer.
The dragon keeper lifted his head "Bisa mazverdagon Dreamfyre issa, dāeriot ēdruta ao rūklis dārilaros Baelonot ezīmagon" his words caused heartache to Rhaenyra as it did her father a look of distress falling across both of their faces.
