The sky glooms as the sunsets. Daemon Paces back and forth along the bridge as Otto approachs with his guards. He stops and stand next to me as otto stops in front of us.
" I come at the behest of the Dowafer Queen Alicent, mother of King Aegon, Second of His Name, Lord and Protectot of the Seven Kingdoms, I've been directed to deliver her message only to Princess Rhaenyra. Where is the Princess?" Otto looks at me then down at the Hand of the Queen pined to my long silver dress. A Dragon screech fills the air a large dragons wings bats behind us.
" The Queen Rhaenyra will be joining soon otto." I look at him raising a eyebrow. Another screech fills the air as Rhaenyra flys by us. The wind throwing my hair behind my shoulders. Syrax lands behind Otto and his soilders. The soldiers draw there swords.
" I would not do that Syrax is quite protective of the queen." I say adjusting my stance. Rhaenyra slides off and walks over to us pushing past the soldiers and otto.
"Princess Rhaenyra." I laughs and cover my mouth with the back of my hand.
"I'm Queen Rhaenrya now and you all are traitors to the realm." Rhaenyra looks at all the men.
" King Aegon Targaryen Second of His Name, in his wisdom and desire for peace, is offering terms. Acknowledge Aegon as king and swear obeisance before the Iron Throne. In exchange, His Grace will confirm your possession of Dragonstone. It will pass to your trueborn son, Jacaerys, upon your death." I scoff and tilt my head glaring at otto.
"Lucerys will be confirmed as the legitimate heir to Driftmark and all the lands and holdings of House Velaryon. Your sons by Prince Daemon will also be given places of high honor at court: Aegon the Younger as the King's squire, Viserys as his cupbearer. And you Princess Viserra, you will keep your place as heir to oldtown and you husband will stay as warden of the north and lord of winterfell your son will say as heir to both the north and oldtown. Finally, the King, in his good grace, will pardon any knight or lord who conspired against his ascent." Otto finish interlocking his head and holding them in front of him.
"I would rather feed my sons to the dragons than have them carry shields and cups for your drunken, usurper cunt of a king." Daemon says straying daggers into otto.
" Cregan stark husband and father to my son has nothing to do with the affairs of the house of the dragon otto neither do you nor my mother." otto looks at me with disdain.
" Aegon Targaryen sits the Iron Throne. He wears the Conqueror's crown, wields the Conqueror's sword, has the Conqueror's name. He was anointed by a septon of the Faith before the eyes of thousands. Every symbol of legitimacy belongs to him. And then there is Stark, Tully, Baratheon. Houses that have also received, and are at present, considering generous terms from their king." I pull my sword from my scabbard.
" You will not bring the name of the House Stark into the affairs of the crown. The House Stark will follow the rightful heir to the throne. There has never been a stark who forgot a oath and my Husband serenely will not be the first Lord Hightower. If you dare mummer a word of my Husbands house or name I will have your tongue just as I did Ser Vaemond of house Valeryon." I take a step forward keeping my head high. I will be damned if otto uses Cregans house of a weapon against Rheanyra.
"I would advise you lower your sword Viserra. If I remember correctly your son Maegor is him Winterfell right now. Your husband is off at the wall gathering forces to us against your own family. It would be a real shame if your son was taken or worse kill." Otto says ever so calmly. My nose twitches in anger. My skin boiling in anger.
" I am not scared of a man who will not even keep the truth." I lower my sword and taken another step towards him this time his guards step forward to.
" If you touch my son I will burn you and everything you have ever loved." I turn around looking at Nrya and Daemon. I take a deep Breath and stand back next to Daemon. I slide my sword back into the scabbard.
"Stark, Tully, and Baratheon all swore to me when King Viserys named me his heir." Nrya can not fins before Otto begins stepping for ward interrupting Nyra.
"Stale oaths will not put you on the Iron Throne, Princess. The succession changed the day your father sired a son. I only regret that you and he were the last to see the truth of it." Otto stops when he hears the knights draw there swords. Rhaenyra rush him pulling his hand oin off and throwing it of the bridge.
"You are no more Hand than Aegon is king. fucking traitor." Rhaenyra stands looking at him only about a foot apart staring each other down.
"Grand Measter." Otto holds his hand back and the Measters hand him a folded piece of paper.
" What the fuck is this." Daemon says. I look over Nyra shoulder and it a piece of paper from a book.
"Queen Alicent has not forgotten the love you once had for each other. No blood need be spilled, so the realm can carry on in peace. Queen Alicent eagerly awaits your answer." Otto lowers his head in a kind way.
" She can have her answer now, stuffed in her father's mouth along with his withered cock. Let's end this mummer's farce. My dear Niece Viserra, bring me Lord Hightower so I may take the pleasure myself." Everyone draws their swords and I follow. Syrax roars and in the distance
"NO." Nrya turns to look at us. I lower my sword. " The queen can wait my anwser on the morrow."
" Thank you princess." I look down and walk back into the castle
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Sweet Crimson
FanfictionAlicent's oldest twin daughter are not very close with there mother. When they turned seventeen they were forced to marry two of the most powerful lords in the seven kingdoms. When her father dies and her mother forces her brother to be king what's...
