CHAPTER 51

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A council meeting was called. Rhaelys sat on her seat, everyone waiting for Otto to arrive.

"Can we please remove the rats catchers from the walls, it's a disturbing sight." Rhaelys requested.

Everyone could feel the tension between Daemon and Rhaelys.

The doors opened and Otto entered. "Good morrow, your grace. My lords." Otto said sending a smug look towards Daemon.

Daemon rolls his eyes and clenched his jaw in annoyance. Rhaelys clears her throat.

"Forgive my lateness."Otto said while taking a seat. Maelon moves to fill Otto's cup with wine.

"Important business, no doubt." Rhaelys said.

"You've appointed new knights to the Queensguard, Ser Harrold."

"To replace those we lost."

"The last one needlessly, some might say."said Lord Jasper.

"Ser Arryk was awarded the great duty of ending Rhaenyra's challenge." Daemon said.

"He failed to discharge it." Otto says.

"He failed because the scheme was rash." Alicent said.

"Perhaps, Lady Alicent but we all cannot hide in our castles waiting for war to come to us." Daemon said looking at Alicent.

"As now it surely will." Alicent said.

"As, now, it already has." Aemond said.

"House Bracken took it upon themselves to attack the Blackwoods, who declared for the pretender. Lord Samwell Blackwood himself is slain." Aemond informs.

"Good. First blood in our name." Aeron says.

"Both sides took heavy losses, my prince. I-im not entirely certain that we can declare this a victory." Tyland says.

Jasper sighs. "The Blackwoods and the Brackens have feuded for centuries."

" This is nothing more than an excuse for them to indulge their ancient grudge. It's no true war." Rhaelys said.

"Call it what you will...I call it war. And so will Dragonstone." Daemon said.

"The question is what are we going to do about it?" Rhaelys asked.

"We send a raven to Lord Tully. These houses are his vassals, are they not? He must control them." Orwyle said.

"Lord Grover Tully is a flaccid, old fool who couldn't control his cock in a cunny. Begging your pardon, your grace." Said Jasper.

"Do you have any better suggestions Lord Jasper?" Rhaelys asked him.

"Lord Ormand Hightower marches from OldTown at the head of a great host, your grace. And your brother Daeron's dragon nears fighting age. Call on them to suppress  the Riverlands." Jasper suggests.

"Alas, they are months away." Otto says.

"My Lord brother Jason is raising a great army at Casterly Rock. In a matter of weeks he will be able to harass the Blackwoods from the west." Tyland says.

"Should we not aim to unite these armies and then strike as one? Which is more powerful, five armies or one great one?" Rhaelys asked.

"Your grace you have never fought in any wars, you're a woman." Jasper said chuckling. Rhaelys turns to him and glares.

"I have fought, I fought at the StepStones for  a time. I might not have a military mind but I know what I'm talking about. Do you Lord Jasper?" No one said anything. Daemon smirked at his wife.

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