The Dragon's Heart Is Mine || Geralt Targaryen [1]

71 • OF BANQUETS & BRIDES

Afternoon. The wedding reception took place in the Great Hall of the Red Keep. Every corner of the hall was crowded with guests and dignitaires, the room occupied hundred people.

On one corner, a huge table had been stacked with gifts of all shapes and size, many gift offered to the groom and bride, surplus foods and wine, even Alicent had sent an order earliest, to the kitchen that the remnants should be sent to the orphanage and small folks, nothing should be wasted, everyone must be fed.

"It is with great pleasure, King Viserys, announces to start the wedding celebrations." Ser Harrold began. "House Lannister, with their lord, Jason Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock, Shield of Lannisport, Lord Paramounts of the Westerlands and Warden of the West." He declares.

Lead by their liege, Lord Jason Lannister strolled in with his household in their family colors, portraying the distinct traits of his lineage, golden shrouds of locs, a handsome young man in his late thirties, skilled hunter, but emanated with the prideful nature and arrogance, a blueprint of all Lannisters.
His twin Tyland Lannister, followed thus, his nature, cunning and skilled in politics and strategy, yet unmarried like his older twin.

"House Hightower, with their lord, Horbert Hightower, Lord of Old Town, Beacon of the South, Defender of the Citadel and Voice of Old Town."

Leading the entire household, Horbert and his wife and his son Ormund, walked into the hall with other family members dressed in green and grey.

"House Tully, with their lord, Lord Grover Tully, Lord of Riverrun and Lord Paramounts of the Trident."

The old man was accompanied by his son's and grandsons, all wearing their house colors of silver, marron and blue, featuring: a silver trout leaping on red chief, over white waves and blue base.

"Lord Corlys of House Velaryon." Harrold continues." Lord of the Tides, Master of Driftmark. Lord Admiral of the Royal fleets and his Lady wife, Princess Rheanys Targaryen, accompanying them, their son and heir Laenor Velaryon and their daughter Laena Velaryon, their uncle Vaemond Velaryon and his son Legolas Velaryon."

The Seasnake, having resigned from the small council still attended the wedding, because Rheanys told him she'd never forgive him, if she misses her best friend's son's wedding. Visenna would roll in her grave and Geralt will unhappy if she wasn't in attendance.

The Greyjoys, the Baratheons, the Starks were all in attendance.

"And to our honorables of today... the Imperial Highnesses. Prince Geralt Targaryen and his wife, Princess Alicent Hightower!"

The royal couples entered as King Viserys stood up, clapping as everyone followed thus, giving a standing ovation. Watching the newly weds stride in regally was a tremendous sight. Geralt might be a Witcher with supernatural abilities, but Alicent is the moth of his flame and beat of his heart.

Both husband and wife arrived at the King's table and sat down beside, King Viserys, while Rheanyra was seated at the left, with her uncle Daemon, Otto sat beside his newly wedded daughter, while the small councils, and Prince Oberyn Martell where seated either side of the table.

Suddenly the King stood up to address his subjects. "Be welcome, my lords and ladies, I thank for coming all this way to witness the wedding of my son, Prince Geralt, and his new wife, Princess Alicent, my daughter in-law. May your marriage be fruitful, happy and full of joy. We will see many children. To Prince Geralt and Princess Alicent!" Viserys toasted, raising his cup.

"To Prince Geralt and Princess Alicent!" The hall erupted in unison and drank, as did their King.

Rheanyra emptied her cup, and asked a servant to refill it, while throwing foul looks to her sister-in-law. Again she emptied her cup, staring spitefully at Alicent. Daemon notices and whispered to her ears.