Chapter 45

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" ... Queen Rhaenyra would fly into her first battle that day. Accompanied by her sister, Prince Daemon, Prince Baelor and Princess Lyanna, they flew to join their forces in Bitterbridge, where their army waited to crush the Lannister forces once and for all. Many had thought it a risk for the Queen herself to fly into battle so soon after taking King's Landing, but Queen Rhaenyra could not be deterred. She would not allow any more of her family to die for her ... "


" ... Witnesses often laughed when they described the expression on Lord Cregan Stark's face the first time he met his betrothed, Lyanna. The Princess had walked into a tent full of seasoned soldiers, held her head high and began directing orders with the naturalness of a woman born amongst war. Lord Stark's jaw had almost touched the floor when he learned that Lyanna was not just beautiful, but clever as well. Lord Frey would also say that Lord Stark had told him Lyanna was terrifying later ... "


" ... The battle of Fishfeed was perhaps the bloodiest one in the Dance. Bodies were piled so high on top of each other they resembled mountains, and the rivers ran red with the blood of the fallen for days ... "




Things had changed in the Red Keep after the Battle of the Gullet. With Jacaerys too injured to move, Vaelon hurt, and Vermax and Stormcloud dead, Queen Rhaenyra had had enough of waiting around and behaving herself in front of her small council and declared that it was time for her to act and show the men of Westeros why her father had named her his heir.

She had wanted to stay another few days in the Red Keep in case Jacaerys or Vaelon's condition changed, but luckily there had been no difference thus far, which reassured her enough to feel confident in being absent.

The original plan had been for Rhaellanne, Lyanna, and Baelor to head to the Lannister army who were marching for Harrenhal and crush them, however, the Targaryens were angry. They wanted revenge for their children and they wanted to shed blood, and none more so than Daemon and Rhaenyra who mounted Caraxes and Syrax and joined their family. 

Thanks to the darkness in the sky they met no obstacles on the way, and were able to land outside the camp of their army in Bitterbridge without a problem. Black soldiers bowed to the four Targaryens as they made their way through the camp and headed for the main tent where they could find the Lords Stark, Dustin, Frey, and Rivers.

"Your Grace" Lord Frey bowed to them as they entered the tent. "Allow me to introduce you to Lord Cregan Stark and his commander, Lord Dustin, as well as Ser Rivers."

All Targaryen eyes went straight to the Lord of the North who they had yet to meet. Lyanna had initially been nervous to meet her betrothed, but one look at him and she could feel butterflies in her stomach.

He did not look much older than Baelor, and had midnight black hair which cascaded down to his broad shoulders, contrasting against his pale skin. His expression was fierce and tough, and the clothing he wore was different from all the Southern men. They dressed themselves in nothing but armour, yet he wore a thick wool cloak on top of his very thick armour too.

While his exterior may have been composed and cold, on the inside he was nervous too.

Tales of Lyanna Targaryen's beauty had reached Winterfell, and judging by everything Jacaerys had told him during his time up North he had expected her to be beautiful and intelligent, but it was nothing compared to seeing her in person.

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