"Queen Rhaelys Targaryen first of her name queen of the andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men lady of the seven kingdoms protector of the Realm." Ser Harrold says as they walking the throne room.
Rhaelys walks with her head held high to the throne, everyonebowed as she passed them. She sat down facing the crowd with Otto standing at the foot of the throne.
"Your grace." Otto said bowing his head.
"Let's hear the first petition my Lord hand."
A man steps forward and removes his hat. "Goo..good morrow my lad..your grace." He says nervously.
"It's alright no need to be nervous. What's your name?" Rhaelys says calmly trying to calm the man's nerves.
"Ge..Gerard your grace."He stutters. Rhaelys smiles.
"Good morrow Gerard and how may your queen be of service?"
"'Tis my flock, a..a tenth of them... taken by the crown.. on the cusp of Winter, if I had the time to plan..."
"You want us to return them." Rhaelys says.
"Your grace?" Gerard says confused.
"You need your goats for the winter don't you?"
"Sheep your grace." Gerard says.
"Apologies sheep. How about I pay you for them."
"Your grace?"
"I need your sheep to feed my dragons and you need gold to pay for your needs, it's a simple exchange."
"Thank you, your grace." He says, bowing.
"Next." Otto says.
A man steps forward.
"Salts always rub scarce on the road to Winter your grace. We rely on ships from Essos for our supply but now with the blockade in place and the war-"
"That treasonous blockade won't stand for long, I plan to burn it to ash. We will supply you with what we have here in the keep." Rhaelys said. Rhaelys hates that the small folk was suffering because of her sister's selfishness.
"Your grace." The man bows before stepping away.
"Bring the next." Rhaelys says.
"Hugh your grace." The man says after bowing his head in respect.
"The smiths are all proud to support your grace in the war against Rhaenyra." He began.
"But..?"
"But iron costs have grown, a lone scorpion takes weeks to build, to put it simply we are struggling. If we could but get the crowns coin before we started work it would bring great relief, not just to me but to all the smiths serving your cause." He explains.
"You shall be paid and paid well. My army cannot fight a war without your weapons, you should continue their making. Our victory depends on the efforts of the small folk." Rhaelys says before looking at Otto, who nods his head.
"You have my most sincere gratitude your grace." Hugh says.
"Next."
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Rhaelys was tired of sitting, she had sat through hours of petitions. She walked to her chambers but was stopped by Larys.
"The prince Aeron has returned your grace." Larys said.
"Thank you for informing me, my Lord."
Rhaelys goes to walk but Larys stops her. "You carry the crown well, just as your father did."
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The Dragon Queen
FanfictionBeing a twin in a royal family, people expect you to be loved. But Rhaelys was not, well at least not by her father and she blamed her sister for it all. Ambition for a son killed her mother. Desperation for an successor made her heir. But a power...
