The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

27 - War Between Kin

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Dragonstone - Six Years Later

Tyrion was sipping on a glass of wine by the fireplace with a book on the old Valyrian language nestled in his lap silently reading it while he had the time to learn more.  The door a few feet behind the dwarf creaked opened and shut behind him. "Your mothers language is quite fascinating to me."

"I'm glad you're interested in it.  But we will have to talk about that later.  I need to speak with you now about something more important."

Shutting the book once he had bookmarked my page he gave her my full attention. "What do you need to speak with me about, your grace?"

"When I allowed your brother and my sister to leave Dragonstone I assumed that we would hear some sort of information by now.  But there have been no Ravens and our other supporters are nearly here.  I do not want to wait any longer to secure my throne from Cersei." The dragon queen remarked to her Hand.

Tyrion knew she had a point but he wasn't sure what his brother's plan was when they left. "Your grace, it takes a very long time to travel across the world.  Especially across the uncharted seas and lands that haven't been mapped really by anyone in Westeros.   You shouldn't be too concerned."

"I shouldn't be concerned that your brother and my sister may have lied to me and are really attempting to find their own army to make their own claim to the Iron Throne."

Tyrion bit his tongue trying to not sound worried. "They wouldn't do that.  Vaella is after all your sister.  Why would she want the throne for herself?"

"Because she has children who aren't actual dragons.  She has future heirs who can take my claim from me." She declares sternly to her advisor.

The young Lannister ran a hand down his face, beginning to worry about what she would do if what she was saying turned out to be true. "I assure you, your grace.  She has no desire to have the throne."

"If that is the case then my sister may have more of a chance of getting more supporters than I have!" She raised her tone towards the dwarf where he pressed his back against the chair not expecting that from her.

Tyrion gulped remembering who her father was. "My Queen, surely you wouldn't start a war against your own sister.  The Iron Throne isn't that important."

"I can't destroy the Cersei Lannisters of the world without it.  I can't break the wheel without it.  I did not go through years of torture and crossed the seas for nothing just to have my older sister take it from me!"

"She's your family.  Perhaps you should take some time to cool off and think about our current situation." Her Hand of the Queen ran a hand through his messy curls.

Daenerys eyed her Hand leaving the room quickly. "You are probably right.  I'll be in my chambers."

"Sleep well, your grace." Tyrion nodded simply hearing the door close behind him where he slid down in his chair, never feeling so terrified in his life and he prayed to the gods that nothing happened to his friend across the Summer Sea.

Vaella's pov

The bells rang from the bell tower of the Red Keep, which was a sign that something was happening at the castle, good or bad, that wasn't revealed until letters were sent out everywhere that a new king would be crowned.  I was standing among the crowd of citizens and Lords of the Realm who would swear their loyalty to the new king.

"May the warrior grant him courage and protect him in these perilous times.  May the Smitt grant him strength that he might bear this heavy burden.  May the Crone she knows the fate of all men show him the path he must walk and guide him through the Dark places that lie ahead.  In the light of the Seven I proclaim Robert of the House Baratheon first of his name, King of the Andels and the first men, Lord of Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm." The grand Septon sat the golden tree crown upon a thin Robert's head declaring to everyone before them. "Long may he reign!"