The Promise Of Old Valyria

Moving On

140 AC. Kings Landing

The day after the trial, Ahsoka held the very first small council meeting since the end of the war. Everyone attended in high spirits. This meeting also included Cregan, Elaena, Luke, Aaliah, Helaena, and Anakin. Aemond, Ahsoka, and Anakin all walked into the small council chambers hand in hand, greeting everyone. "Your Grace." They all welcome as they stood up. Aemond pulled out Ahsokas' chair, allowing her to sit. He then pulled out his chair next to his mother and allowed Anakin to sit down. Aemond stood proudly behind his son. Ahsoka smiled at Lady Mysaria, holding her grandson Prince Torrhen Stark.

Ahsoka: Good morrow, everyone. *sighs* My lady? How are you faring?
Alicent: I am well your grace. I said goodbye to my father. I am at peace with my decision.
Ahsoka: That is very good to hear. I think that moving forward, we all need a break from council meetings. Just for a while. Give us time to ourselves. If anything urgent comes to light, just let me know.
Daemon: *smirks* Well, met your grace.
Laenor: A fine idea.
Ahsoka: I also would like to bring up the arrangement of estates.
Daemon: Your Grace?
Ahsoka: Dragonstone has belonged to the Iron Throne since the very beginning. But. That was when House Targaryen ruled Westeros.
Daemon: I will always say this to you. You are as much a Targaryen as you are Velaryon. Dragonstone is still yours by birthright.
Ahsoka: *smiles* Your support has always been a true gift to me, uncle. I thank you for it. However, I believe that a Targaryen should always rule Dragonstone.
Daemon: As you wish, your grace. *nods head*
Corlys: You wish to use Driftmark as the homestead for the heir to the Iron Throne?
Ahsoka: No. With my power, I will be able to produce more than enough gold to have a new castle built. It will be the new seat of the future heirs. Starting with my son Anakin.
Aemond: Where my love?
Ahsoka: Your island?
Aemond: *smirks* I... couldn't think of a better place.
Alicent: Anakin has told me of this island you and your children frequent. Where is it?
Aemond: It's not on any map.
Ahsoka: That will have to change. It's about an hour flight west of here.
Jaxton: You went west of Westeros?
Ahsoka: I believe this island is only the beginning of what's out there. But we will leave that adventure for another time. For now, I would like you to start construction.
Laenor: What shall it be called?
Ahsoka: Star Rock?
Aemond: Perfect. *kisses her hand*
Ahsoka: And Anakin. I may want your input on a few things. Since this will technically be your castle.
Anakin: Yes Muña. (Mother)
Ahsoka: Helaena? You and Aegon shall be named the Lord and Lady of Dragonstone. Once he is fully healed, you and your family may choose to take your place at your new estate or not.
Helaena: *smiles* Thank you sister.
Alicent: A most generous gift your grace.
Ahsoka: I would also give him Blackfyre. King Viserys Valyrian Steel blade. He should have it.
Aemond: Well deserved.
Ahsoka: Cregan? The Children of The Forest have requested your permission to be able to roam the northern forests for those of them who wish to live in winter.
Cregan: I shall give them safe passage.
Ahsoka: Ah. As well as Hugh Hammer. He requests permission to join your kingdom. He wants to build his home where the Dreadfort used to be.
Cregan: I see no issue. *takes Torrhen* I welcome him.
Ahsoka: Good. I shall inform them straight away. Luke?
Luke: Sister?
Ahsoka: In celebration of Aaliahs pregnancy, we have a gift for you.

Ahsoka waves her hand and the doors open to reveal men carrying something similar to a black pot. The lid pulled back to reveal a tan egg.

Luke: Sister, this is so wonderful of you.
Ahsoka: I figured the sand would make it easy for it to blend in.
Aaliah: Thank you.
Ahsoka: Does anyone have something they wish to add?
Corlys: I do your grace. *clears throat* We all know I am not getting any younger.
Ahsoka: *smiles*
Coryls: I request your permission to take my leave from the council. And return to Driftmark for the remainder of my days.