When rickard got to the capital he hugged his son saying how proud he was. Aelsa turned to viserys going into wedding planning mode after kissing her boy and declaring he would be king. A Lannister on the throne.
"I spoke with the king. Once rhaenyra is crowned our children will be targaryen". Brandon countered.
"Pish posh. Its in the blood". Aelsa countered. "Lannister-"
"Stark." Rickard coughed back but knew better than to argue with his wife.
"Mum-"
"My sweet boy. Brandon Lannister-"
"-Stark " Brandon cut in once again
"-future king of the-"
"King consort to my queen rhaenyra."
"-seven kingdoms-Brandon stop ruining this for me this is exciting!" Aelsa demanded
"I fell for her before she was heir."
"That's right you did have a little crush." Aelsa recalled.
"Dont diminish my feelings." Brandon tsked.
"Im not. Im sorry. I love you baby. Its just so exciting oh theres viserys-"
"The king." Brandon corrected
"We have to go over day two the festivities."
"How many days is there?" Brandon countered.
"Seven."
"And i get married on the first day?"
"Seventh." Aelsa countered
"Seventh?" Brandon whined.
"Seventh." His mother confirmed.
"Why!" Brandon cried out.
"Eager much?"
"Yes the time is approaching."
"Rhaenyra must name you King though. None of this consort nonsense when the times comes."
"You can't be serious." Brandon drawled
"As consort, you're nothing. I mean, you're, at best, a pretty toy."
"Thanks mum."
"But as King, you have power. Yes. To protect yourself You can devote every piece of you- And until that happy day of clarity but at that moment you are king. Not just consort you're safe. In the crown, on the Throne."
"Viserys is still alive and well." Brandon reminded her.
"Im planning ahead. Im a planner."
"Just enjoy the moment." Brandon suggested.
Viserys was on cloud nine. Rhaenyra was marrying a good man. An honorable man. She was marrying for love and he didnt have to force a union upon her. This was the best news of his life.
Everything came together surprisingly fast. Brandon was eating his first meal of the day with rhaenyra when the great hall was being arranged and by the time they were taking a moonlit walk that night the great hall looked ready for a grand celebration.
"You ready?" Rhaenyra asked. "To marry me?"
"Whats your name again?"
It had become their thing. Whats your name and nice to meet you. No one else understood but it made both rhaenyra and Brandon smile ear to ear.
Rhaenyra bumped her hip into him.
"Oh yes love of my life. Thats right."
"Thats correct." Rhaenyra agreed moving to stand before him so she could kiss him head on. "And dont you forget it."
"Never." He confirmed. "Remind me again, whats your name?"
Alicent was slightly bitter. Not only had she lost a chance at happiness when she let her father manipulate her but rhaenyra was still pushing her away. She vouched for her former friend when her husband said he was ready to give up on her. But rhaenyra didnt seem to care.
Two could play at that game.
"Alana?"
"Yes?" alana answered moving to alicent and a sleeping helaena.
"I have been looking a lady in waiting. Do you think you-"
"Um yes! A million times yes!" Alana agreed.
"Wonderful. I just know we will be the best of friends."
"Our children are a success!" Aelsa declared. Rickard chuckled. "Brandon will be king one day and alana is a lady in waiting for the current queen. Everything is looking up and i didnt even have to lift a finger."
"Just the way you like it."
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Nice to Meet Ya / Rhaenyra Targaryen x OC Male
FanfictionBrandon Stark was just the man Rhaenyra was looking for. But would her uncle Daemon mess things up? 🐺 "Nice to meet ya, whats your name?" 🐉 Most characters belong to grrm Any explicit content is between fictional consenting adult characters
