Robert 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...
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Tyrion's pov
Someone rolled the dwarf over harshly waking him up where he saw multiple dragoon guards standing over him. They yanked him up from his bed wearing only a night shirt and some trousers not given the chance to put on some boots so he was completely barefoot. "What's going on? It seems a bit early and I doubt our queen would like to see me this way."
"Be quiet, dwarf." One of the guards orders while the others push the door open, shoving him into the throne room of Dragonstone.
Tyrion lifts his head up to the dragon queen seated on her chair. "Your grace, I'm quite confused on what is going on here."
"What is going on here is you lied to me. You lied to me when you said that my sister would be loyal to my reign. That she would come back with more men to my cause."
"It takes time to sail across the world as you know. Give them time to respond." He attempted to explain the possible situations. "Or we have to think of the worse option that they are dead."
She clasped her hands together in her lap. "How would you feel if that was the case?"
"I would feel utterly horrible for the loss of my brother. He always treats me better than the rest of my family. And if Vaella was gone I'd miss a very dear friend, I happen to have few of those."
The Targaryen girl barely showed a sad expression on her face. "Let's say she's alive. What would you have me do if she shows up here with an army claiming her queen of the seven kingdoms?"
"I'd offer her a chance to explain. You have offered the chance to bend the knee to others. Your sister should be no different." Tyrion clasped his hands together.
"She has the same claim to the throne as I do. Yet she's the oldest daughter of our departed father meaning she could take the throne before I do."
Tyrion began getting more nervous seeing her purple eyes growing darker. "Vaella has never had any interest in claiming the throne."
"So she's said. That could just be a lie to you. She could be swaying your brother and commanding your family's fleet behind your back without your knowledge."
"Vaella and I are very good friends. I have high faith that she'd never do such a thing to a friend. My queen, please don't lose belief that you're sister will support you-"
Daenerys rose from her chair glaring down at her Hand. "Nothing you can say will change my mind. Either my sister shows herself and proves her allegiance to my claim or she's dead and you'll spend the rest of your life rotting in a cell-"
"Queen 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!" The double doors got thrown opened causing everyone to turn their heads when a random man announced someone's entrance.
Tyrion dropped his shoulders releasing a sigh of relief at seeing his friend stride into the room with a black crown on her head. "Vaella, thank the gods."
Vaella's pov
Striding up to my sisters thrown with my loose gown flowing behind me as I walked I showed no fear towards her. Jaime followed behind me with our four little ones on his toes. A few of the Valyria Queensguard were behind them. "Sister." I simply said giving her a curtsy.
"Ser Barristan." My sister called our fathers former knight's name causing him to draw his sword aiming it at the front of my chest.
Moving my right hand down I draw out my Velaryon sword aiming it at the center of his chest. "Ser Barristan, you swore you'd always defend my family. I know you wouldn't strike your blade against your other Targaryen princess."
"I will defend the Queen I have pride in serving. You're against my Queen at the moment." He responded sternly.
Gripping the handle of my sword I didn't remove my locked gaze from the knights. "Jaime!" Jaime draws his sword telling the others to do the same. My members of the guard draw their sword and my sisters men drew their weapons aiming them at my men waiting for either of us Queens to give our next command.
"You let the man who profaned his blade with the blood of the King he swore to defend command your Queensguard!" Barristan scoffed in my direction, eyeing Jaime standing behind me.
Glaring at the knight who protected me and my brother and was one of my friends. "Jaime, saved my life and the population of King's Landing by doing so, including yours. He is also my husband and father of my children. Rhaegar approved of him."
"He wouldn't if he was still alive to see him stab your father in the back, princess."
Holding my sword still I poked him with my blade tip, knowing it wouldn't break easily through his heavy armor. "My brother wouldn't allow you to strike his baby sister if he was still alive though. Is that what you want Ser Barristan to strike the only child left of Aerys II who lived through his reign of Wildfire and Blood."
"I don't want to hurt you, princess Vaella. But if my Queen commands me I shall do as I'm ordered to."
I knew the man before me was a true and loyal knight and he would be until the day he died. "Then lower your weapon, Ser Barristan....Daenerys, if you wish for a fight I will give you one but allow my children to leave before we do such a thing. They are still innocent and I'd prefer to keep them that way for as long as possible."
"Escort the children out now!" She raised her head watching two dragon guards lead them out into the hallway. Slowly walking to the edge of the steps standing slightly behind her lord commander of her Queensguard. "Nyke'll tepagon ao nykeā minute naejot explain aōla gō nyke mazverdagon issa decision. Yn nyke leaning va letting ao se ser barristan jikagon rȳ ziry rūsīr aōha korzoti. - I'll give you a minute to explain yourself before I make my decision. But I am leaning towards letting you and Ser Barristan go at it with your swords."
"You're grace-" Tyrion attempts to speak.
She cut his sentence short. "I didn't ask for your advice, Lannister."
Eyeing my sister I spoke old Valyrian to her. "Ziry istan dōrī issa intention naejot gūrogon se āegenka dēmalion se bona nykeēdrosa remains sir. Nyke dōrī intended naejot betray ao yn lo ao don't jaelagon naejot emagon mirre competition hen someone qilōni shares aōha ānogar pār nyke vestragon - "It was never my intention to take the Iron Throne and that still remains now. I never intended to betray you but if you don't wish to have any competition from someone who shares your blood then I say -"
"Princess?" Ser Barristan raised a brow.
Moving my sword down to the ground with a few steps backwards from the knight. "Raise your sword, Ser Barristan and face me." Raising my blade slightly behind my head keeping my gaze focused on him.
"Your grace?" The knight looked at his dragon queen.
Daenerys simply answered. "Face my seemingly traitorous sister."
"Forgive me, Rhaegar. Forgive me, princess." Ser Barristan reluctantly raised his sword and we began charging at the other about to strike the other until the double doors flung opened making us halt in our tracks.
Missandi rushed inside the room announcing. "The man named Jon Snow has arrived."
"Who the hell is Jon Snow?" Lowering my sword I placed it back in my holder on my hip.
Tyrion came over taking my hand in his nodding for his brother to follow him. "You'll like him and he'll like you. I know I like him. Come I'll introduce you, Vae." The three of us left the throne room without a word to my sister.
