"Mommy, why are we having a feast today?" Rhana asked while I helped her slip on a light red dress and tied her hair into a braid.
She was always curious about the world and why we did the things that we did here. Reminding me so much of her Uncle Tyrion who I missed very much. "Because the Lords of this Island made a vow to me exactly six years ago today. To swear their loyalty to me every six years since the day we came to this place and they named me Queen of the Dragon Island."
"Does that make daddy King?" She asked me.
Brushing my hands down the front of my gown I sighed hearing someone knock on the chamber door outside. "Your father doesn't wish to be called King. So he is just called Lord Lannister."
"But why?" She asked me, wanting to know more.
Calling towards the door letting the person come inside and interrupt our conversation. "We'll finish this later. Come in!"
"Your dragon is ready for you, your grace." Lady Mandy slightly bowed to me. Sending my daughter off with one of the guards I knew I had a short window of time for me to take a fly on Amethyst.
Once inside the dragon stables my dragon lowered her wing letting me climb on her. Over the many years of ruling this place I had switched my free time of flying with her to teach my children how to fly instead. Amethyst flew through the white clouds and we circled the castle tower that we now called our home. "I've missed this, my girl...oh there's Jaime." Tugging on her reins she dived down and we landed a few feet in front of him.
"The Lords are already gathered in the throne room. I must say you always look suited on dragonback." My husband extended his hand helping me slide down her wing meeting up with him on the grassy ground.
Keeping my hand in his, I kissed him quickly with a smile. "You did marry a dragon princess. I only wish it were possible for you to be on a dragon of your own."
"The possibility of me ever riding on a dragon is slimy unless I wish to be burned alive." He remarked a valid point considering in the old histories only someone with some Targaryen blood could ride and not be injured. That's one of the reasons the people believed Targaryens were gods being able to ride dragons.
Squeezing his hand in mine I sent him a half smile. "I would never let Amethyst hurt you."
"We should go before the children start eating all the food in the throne room." Jaime nodded leading me into the castle and the throne room that had been formed out of the old dragon skulls rather than have them be thrown into the seas. Jaime stood off to the side with our four children watching me slowly sit down on the throne and the lords come forward to pledge loyalty once more.
A silver seahorse on a sea green chest plate belonging to the former bastard son of Velaryon lowered himself down on one knee before me. "I , Aurane Velaryon, Lord of the Tides and Master of Ships promise to be faithful to Queen Vaella and her children. I shall defend them against all enemies and use all my abilities to protect the Dragon Island from harm from this day until my last day."
"I, Jayse Quherys , Lord of Harrenhal, promise to be faithful to Queen Vaella and her children. I shall defend them against all enemies and use all my abilities to protect the Dragon Island from harm from this day until my last day." The sigil was a flaming saltire colored red and yellow between four white skulls.
The sigil that next addresses me is an orange phoenix on a purple background with a black border. "I , Garrel Macklyn, Warden of the South and New Valyria War Chief , promise to be faithful to Queen Vaella and her children. I shall defend them against all enemies and use all my abilities to protect the Dragon Island from harm from this day until my last day."
"I , Tymber Barlaeries, Master of Dragonlords, promise to be faithful to Queen Vaella and her children. I shall defend them against all enemies and use all my abilities to protect the Dragon Island from harm from this day until my last day." His house sigil was a sphinx that was shown on his chest plate.
Finally the last sigil sworn to me was a horse with wings. "I , Kavvin Valtigar , Lord of Valtigars Rest , promise to be faithful to Queen Vaella and her children. I shall defend them against all enemies and use all my abilities to protect the Dragon Island from harm from this day until my last day."
"I, Vaella Lannister , first of my name, formerly of House Targaryen , Lady of Casterly Rock, Adventurer of the Summer Sea and Sothoryos, Lady of The Dragon Island, take note of your constant support of me and my children. And if the day ever comes where I wish to take the Iron Throne I know you all shall follow me across the Summer Seas to claim it." Standing before my loyal men every time on this day the idea of me sitting on the Iron Throne became more real than the other days of the year. The black crown no longer a foreign weight and nightmare that reminded me of my father who wished to set the world on fire.
The sun had begun to set when there was loud music and people dancing in the lager hall near the throne room we had claimed. Jaime and I were sitting at the head table but I had removed my crown for that time. Watching our children dance around the other trying to win a dance contest between the four of them. Someone tapped my shoulder causing me and Jaime to turn our heads seeing a Velaryon master holding out a sealed envelope outward to me in his palm. "You're grace, a Raven brought this from Dragonstone."
"Thank you, grand Master." Taking it from his hand the older man bowed and left me and my husband alone at the table to read whatever it said. Jaime tour the dragon seal off unfolding the paper holding it before me so I could read it beside him. I was a much faster reader than he was. "Dear Sister, I have not heard any word from you and your husband for some time. I must either assume you are dead or that you are conspiring to take the throne out from under me. If you are alive then prove your loyalty or I may have to do something to your brother in law."
"She wouldn't lay a hand on Tyrion would she?" I could hear the terror in my hush voice. He had always done whatever he could to protect his little brother.
Brushing my fingers through my hair I leaned back in my chair re-reading over the letter a few more times. "Fire and Blood are her nature. I'd like to say she wouldn't hurt him. But that might not be the case."
"Are you saying the words I'm thinking?" He questions me.
Meeting his green orbs. "We have to return to Westeros, but not alone - the Valyria houses shall follow us until the day they die." Jaime's nervous slightly faded in awe at the love of his life finally embracing the nature of being a true Queen.
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The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess
FanfictionRobert Baratheon believes he has wiped out the last Targaryen children, but what if that isn't the case. What if Jaime Lannister who everyone refers to as "Kingslayer" had a hand in it. Would the middle daughter of the Mad King and Rhaella Targaryen...
