The Heir Returns

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Y/n: (Narrating) As the first century of the Targaryen dynasty came to a close, the health of the Old King, Jaehaerys, was failing.

In the destroyed Harrenhal castle two maesters carry a large chest through a crowded room towards the king.

Y/n: (Narrating) In those days, House Targaryen stood at the height of its strength with 10 adult dragons under its yoke. No power in the world could stand against it.

Y/n: (Narrating) King Jaehaerys reigned over nearly 60 years of peace and prosperity. But tragedy had claimed both his sons, leaving his succession in doubt. So, in the year 101, the Old King called a Great Council to choose an heir.

The maesters then bring the chest to Jaehaerys. And drip it in front of him.

Y/n: (Narrating) Over a thousand lords made the journey to Harrenhal. Fourteen succession claims were heard but only two were truly considered: Princess Rhaenys Targaryen, the King's eldest descendant, and her younger cousin, Prince Viserys Targaryen, the King's eldest male descendant.

Behind the king was every Targaryen that could be there. The chest is opened. Jaehaerys pulls out a scroll and reads it.

Jaehaerys: It is declared by all lords paramount and lords vassal of the Seven Kingdoms that Prince Viserys Targaryen be made Prince of Dragonstone.

Viserys and his wife Aemma look relieved, while Rhaenys remains mostly expressionless. Aemma then looks down at a 6 year old Y/n, who just looked confused.

Y/n: (Narrating) Rhaenys, a woman, would not inherit the Iron Throne. The lords instead chose Viserys... my father.

Viserys and Rhaenys exchange glances.

Y/n: (Narrating) Jaehaerys called the Great Council to prevent a war being fought over his succession. For he knew the cold truth. The only thing that could tear down the House of the Dragon... was itself. And before he died I made him a promise, that I would not let that happen.

IT IS NOW THE NINTH YEAR OF KING VISERYS I TARGARYEN'S REIGN. 172 YEARS BEFORE THE DEATH OF THE MAD KING, AERYS, AND THE BIRTH OF HIS DAUGHTER, PRINCESS DAENERYS TARGARYEN.

On a ship layed the now 17 year old Y/n Targaryen sleeping like a baby till he was by his knight Gwayne

Gwayne: Y/n, Man it's time to get up.

Y/n(weak): What time is it?

Gwayne: No idea, but we are about to hit land.

Y/n: So.

Gwayne: Don't you want to see you mom and dad?

Y/n: They can wait.

Gwayne: Don't you want to see your sister.

Y/n: And avoid her asking every detail about what he did, wait she will.

Gwayne sighed and got an idea on what to do to get him up.

Gwayne: Don't you want to my sister.

Y/n eyes shot up and he sat up, looking at him with a smile.

Y/n: Now that is how you motivate someone to get out of bed.

Gwayne: Yea, yea, just hurry up.

Y/n got out of bed and got dressed. He walked out his room and saw his home, after being gone for 9 months he really missed it, but he also enjoyed his time in Essos. He then looked up and saw his sister's dragon landing at the pit. Gwayne then walked to his side.

Gwayne: Her dragon has grown.

Y/n: I'm sure her voice has too.

The ship docked with everyone around looking and smiling at seeing the Prince come back home.

Man: Sir, Welcome home.

Y/n(smiling): Thank you.

Y/n and Gwayne then started walking to the red keep as everyone else was unloading the boat.

Y/n: I'm gonna go see if I can make this meeting, there is much to discuss.

Gwayne: I'll need to go find.

Y/n: Say no more. Don't have to tell me.

Gwayne smiled and ran off as Y/n walked into the Red Keep getting everyone attention as they greeted him and bowed. Y/n made a turn as one turn as he one thing to do before going to the meeting. In the Queen's Chamber, she was currently talking to her daughter with her daughter friend in the back.

Aemma: You will lie in this bed soon enough, Rhaenyra. This discomfort is how we serve the realm.

Rhaenyra: I'd rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory.

Aemma laughs.

Aemma: We have royal wombs, you and I. The child bed is our battlefield. We must learn to face it with a stiff lip. Now take a bath. You stink of dragon.

Y/n: That's an insult to dragons.

Everyone including the maids looked to the entrance to see Y/n. Alicent almost broke down and ran over to him, but remain still, Rhaenyra didn't as she stood from her chair running over and hugging her older brother. The person she wanted to be like more than anything. She then let go and hit on the shoulder.

Rhaenyra: What happened to you, your a month late.

Y/n: We lost track of time in Essos, I learned a lot through.

Rhaenyra: Something you can teach me?

Y/n: I think I could teach you a thing or two.

Y/n then looked at Alicent with a smile.

Y/n: Hello Alicent.

Alicent: Hello Y/n.

Alicent turned away, wanting to control her urges as Y/n looked at his mother

Y/n: Mother, I was gone for 9 months, how much did you eat while I was gone.

Rhaenyra: I have to get to the meeting, Brother are you coming, father would want to see you.

Y/n: I'll be right behind you.

Rhaenyra nodded as she and Alicent left, Y/n then sat In the chair and look at his mother.

Y/n: Now what the hell is this?

Aemma: Y/n!

Y/n: No this time mother, I don't understand what he wants.

Aemma: He's just nervous dear, something might happen to you.

Y/n: Oh that's bullshit. I've learned a lot mom, about almost everything, even having a baby.

Aemma: Y/n, did you?

Y/n: Heavens no, mom. I waiting for...

Aemma: Alicent.

Y/n: How did?

Aemma: I've seen that way you two look at each other since you were kids, but my question is, why is she...

Y/n: She's scared her father will won't like it, she thinks he'll hate her.

Aemma: And what do you say?

Y/n: If I could marry her right now, I would.

Aemma: Good, don't lose that love, dear.

Y/n: Mom?

Aemma: Yes.

Y/n: This is the last time you seat in that chair. You hear me?

Aemma: I hear you.

Y/n: Good, now get rest.

Y/n stood up and kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room headed to the meeting.

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