A crown for a queen

"She is dead,"

"Skoros iksos aōha brōzi" I shouted as he threw himself into the air. I held onto the spikes littering his back. They weren't the best handholds, but they would do. My ears popped as the elevation increased. He was truly a huge dragon, with beautiful black scales and huge wings. (Translation: What is your name?)
"I do not remember"
"Skorkydoso?" How does someone forget their own name? The flight to dragonstone was only moments from his cave. I do not want to call him the cannibal, he must have a name. He began to dip as we came closer to dragonstone. (Translation: How?)
"It has been long since I have been called by a name"
"Kostagon nyke call ao sȳndor sight" I asked as he landed. He spread his wings and roared, a sound so bone chilling I flinched away from it. (Translation: Can I call you Shadowsight?)
"You can call me what you wish"
"Vealla!" Mother shouted, running towards me, she enveloped me into her arms and looked down at me sternly. "What have you done?"
"You shouldn't worry yourself so much. You do not want to upset Visenya" I said, placing my hand on my mother's stomach. "I have claimed a dragon, wars between Targaryens cannot be fought without dragons, I cannot be someone you can be proud of until I had a dragon"
"I have always been proud of you Vealla, I do not understand why you push yourself so, You walked into the den of a dragon who is known to eat and kill other dragons just to prove yourself?" Mother said, her chest heaved as she looked from me to sȳndorsight.
"Yes. Only true Targaryens can claim a dragon, If i had not, the greens would have questioned my legitimacy which would put your claim to the throne on the line mother."
"She is right, Rhaenyra," Demon said.
"I do not care, I almost lost my daughter, my firstborn, my heir simply because of my own mistakes" Mother shouted.
"I am unharmed," I insisted. I pointed to sȳndorsight. "He will not hurt me"
"This could have proven deadly for you" Mother said again, brushing a stray hair from my face.
"But it did not, now I have claimed a dragon bigger than Vhagar, a dragon fiercer than Vhagar, I am them first rider sȳndorsight has bonded to in hundreds of year, he has found me worthy. So I will fight to remain worthy of his loyalty and your pride" I said, I looked up at my mother and placed my hand on her stomach. "I will fight to make the world a better place for Visenya"
"You needn't fight at all," Mother claimed.
"Alicent Hightower will stop at nothing to get her son on that throne, you are just in her way" I claimed.
Sȳndorsight's nostrils flared as Daemon walked towards me, he shook out his wings and stood. "Umbagon" I said, holding up my hands to him. (Translation: Wait)
"Seeking the pride of you house and your mother is the most honourable thing one can do, your worthiness is not based upon your fighting skills, but whether you fight for yourself or for others Vealla"
I smiled at him and looked at mother. "I understand your worry, but I wish to tell you there is no need for it, I am fine. Daemon, I am fine right?"
"You will get your saddle tomorrow." Daemon grumbled, he then walked away with his hand on the hilt of DarkSister.

"Rheanys has come on dragonback mother, I saw Melyes fly overhead" I said, bursting into the map chamber. Rheanys walked in after me, she took off her riding gloves and tipped her head to me and mother.
"Princess Rhenyra, I have some regrettable news," Rheanys said, clearing her throat. Mother nodded her head and gestured for her to speak.
"Your father, King Viserys, has died. And Alicent had Aegon crowned king by the high septon. She had held me captive until Sir Erryk helped me to escape. The greens are coming for you, Rheanyra, and for your children."
Mother held her hand against her stomach and groaned, letting out choked sobs she held onto the table for support. "Aegon sits on my throne? Did they make you pledge to him?" She sobbed.
"They tried," Rheanys said.
"We must have every dragon and soldier we have patrolling, and defending Dragonstone," I began. "There is no doubt Alicent and Otto will try to have you killed Mother, if only to eliminate the threat to their usurpation"
Mother pulled up the skirt of her dress, she held her hand up and it was covered in blood. "The baby is coming" She groaned.
I ran over to her, attempting to hold her up. "Mother just breathe"

"Vealla, your mother wishes to see you," Rheanys said. I was hunched over, looking at our alliance map, taking note of who was pledged to us and those who were pledged for Aegon.
"What is it mother?" She was in her nightdress, soaked in sweat and blood. Her hair was matted to her forehead.
"Do not let Daemon act rashly," She grunted as she began to push again. "By order of the queen he cannot do anything without my approval, please"
"Yes mother" I nodded, the sight of her in such labors was painful to see. Her eyes were full of pain and her knees kept buckling as she paced around the room.
I walked down the stairs back to the map chamber, Daemon was leaning on the table, pointing to soldiers and looking at the map. "You will not create any plans or orders without the approval of the Queen" I shouted, hoping everyone could hear my voice over the anxious chattering.
"What?" Daemon said, turning to glare at me. I held my head up and surveyed the room.
"By order of the Queen, nothing is to be planned until she is done with her labors" I said again, hoping this time they would actually absorb my words. I pursed my lips and sent the soldiers away. Daemon stomped out of the room, slamming the door on his way out.
"You are anxious," Rheanys said, stepping up beside me at the table.
"Yes. I told her that this is what they would do, I told her there was a war that would be fought, she didn't believe me. And now this is sprung upon us and we are not ready. When dragons fly to war, everything burns. But a war cannot be fought without soldiers."
"You have proven to be much wiser than I had thought Vealla." Rheanys said.
"Aemma was an Arryn, their house will surely stand with us. The Blackwoods have pledged their loyalty and so have the Starks. The Lannisters and Baratheons have the largest forces, but I cannot be sure they would stand with my mother. Can we count on house Velaryon?" I asked, I was uncertain about most everything. The usurpers must die. Alicent must die, they have committed treason against the crown.
"House Velaryon will stand with the Queen," Rheanys said.
"Lady Vealla" Someone shouted, walking into the map chamber. It was Sir Erryk. "I have the crown, King Viserys's crown."
"Which crown was Aegon crowned with then?" I asked, I looked at Sir Erryk, he was holding the gold crown in his hands.
"Aegon was crowned with the conqueror's crown." Rheanys said. Of course he was, the irony did not escape me.
"I have brought the crown for the rightful queen of the seven kingdoms" Sir Erryk said, he placed the crown in my hand and knelt in front of me. "I pledge myself to the rightful Queen and Princess of the seven kingdoms" He said, placing his fist on his chest.
"Rise, Sir Erryk" I said, he rose from his kneeling position. "Thank you for your honourable service to the crown"
Lady Elinda ran down the stairs from mother's room, her face was in her hands and tears streaked the sides of her face. "The Queen, Rhenyra has miscarried" She sobbed.
Visenya had died, she had died because of the greens. They killed my sister.
"Vengeance for your family is a simple yet complex thing Vealla, will you avenge your sister? Or will you wait for your mother's orders?"
"Nyke mustn't act rashly. '' I placed the crown on the table and ran up the stairs. I flung my mothers door open. She was sitting on the ground, blood covering the floor around her as she rocked VIsenya or what was supposed to be Visenya. (Translation: I mustn't act rashly)
"She is dead," Mother said.