Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? / Aemond Targaryen / House of the Dragon

64. Bold

"Your Lord Oscar is bold. But he is perhaps not wrong." Daemon agreed. "I may have been a touch enthusiastic in pursuing my aims. But don't allow my failings to... keep you from supporting an upright man."

Tyler stared back at daemon before looking to young oscar, this was what he got for not stepping up sooner, a child was lord of the rivenrunns. Sure he wasnt heir but he was a better choice.

" Lord Oscar, we honor the old ways, as Prince Daemon says and the old ways call for justice to be done." Lady mallister remarked. The riverlords agreed out.

"Justice has been done." Willem countered. "They who bent the knee to the usurper have been brought to heel. And now, we unite before our liege lord... and our king consort." Willem agreed. He moved to oscar putting down his sword at oscars feet.

"I accept you as my vassal, Willem Blackwood... but... I am Lord Paramount of all River Houses." Oscar agreed. "And there is only one answer for the crimes you visited upon your neighbors."

"I did only what His Grace the king required of me." Willem countered. Of course. Tyler just needed a moment for them to get this out of the way and then he would handle Daemon and the riverlords.

" It is true that he made clear his base desires, but you did not have to pursue such savagery." Oscar countered. "You did it... because you wanted to."  Willem stared up at him confused.

"Our young lord speaks truly." Piper agreed.

"Seize him." Willem was grabbed and daemon hesitated.

"Don't fuckin' do this." Willem demanded as he was hauled to his feet. "Your Grace, command them. I've only served you." Willem demanded but Daemon didn't move. "Command them."

" If His Grace wishes to show contrition for his acts and to prove himself deserving of our banners he must now rectify his grievous error." Oscar countered. "Denounce your crimes... and dispense justice."

"Lord Tully." a few whispered moving to Tyler.

"Hello."

"Welcome home."

"My wife is queen of the north at the moment," Tyler whispered. "She will make sure the riverlands are taken care of when we stand with her." Tyler assured the high lords as the men wrestled with willem.

"Will she?"

"You are my people." Tyler agreed. "She will."

"What of Daemon?"

"Let me deal with Daemon." Tyler assured.

"Oh, dear." Simon whispered. Daemon froze as Willem was shoved down. He wanted the crown he had to get it over with. He rushed to willem pulling his sword free.

"No, no, no!" Willem begged. "I did as you asked, Your Grace, I have been faithful." But daemon cut his head clean off. Staring down at his head he didnt noticed Tyler approach until it was too late. Daemon's head joined Willems.

"Oscar." Tyler declared.

"Cousin." He whispered.

"Daemon and Rhaenyra were no kings and queens. My wife is however." Tyler declared. "Let us join together and defeat aegons army, then Rhaenyra's withering army will be no problem." Tyler assured. "Then we make the riverlands great again!" He declared they shouted out clapping. Oscar felt very small next to Tyler.

Carmen held tight to Addam as he led her to seasmoke but with Laenor coming back Addam wasnt sure that he was going to continue to claim this dragon.

Laenor was of fire and blood but also sea and salt. Laenor was his heir either way. He was alive.

Daemon is dead. That was the news rhaenyra got and the fell to the ground in tears. The man she loved and hated equally. Gone. At the hands of tyler tully. Her sisters husband.