Where normally the protagonist is transported to another universe or dimension , the roles have now been reversed. The Targaryen uncle-niece find themselves in the home of the 17-year-old Allaria Black. How will she react to the arrival of the Targa...
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THE RED KEEP HAD BEEN transformed into a wonder of opulence and grandeur for the upcoming wedding of Lady Allaria, Prince Daemon, and Princess Rhaenyra. The corridors and halls, usually imposing with their cold stone walls, were now alive with a riot of color and texture, exuding a sense of celebration and majesty.
The Great Hall, the centerpiece of the Red Keep, was adorned with luxurious tapestries depicting scenes from Targaryen history, dragons soaring majestically across richly woven fabrics. Massive chandeliers, dripping with crystals, hung from the high ceilings, their light casting a warm, golden glow that danced across the room. Long tables covered in silken cloths of deep red and black were set with the finest silverware and goblets encrusted with rubies and sapphires.
Golden candelabras lined the walls, each holding tall, white candles whose flames flickered gently, adding to the room's ethereal ambiance. Vases overflowing with fresh flowers—roses, lilies, and exotic blooms from Dorne and beyond—added splashes of vibrant color and a sweet, lingering fragrance.
Even the imposing Iron Throne seemed to have softened its harsh edges with garlands of fragrant blossoms winding around its base. The throne room's high windows were draped with heavy velvet curtains in Targaryen red, edged with intricate gold embroidery. Rich carpets from Myr and Volantis, woven with intricate patterns, muffled footsteps and added a touch of exotic elegance.
Throughout the Red Keep, the corridors and staircases were festooned with banners bearing the sigil of Houses Targaryen. Luxurious tapestries depicting scenes of Valyria's past and the Targaryens' triumphs covered the walls. The staircases were adorned with garlands of greenery and flowers, giving the stone a softer, more welcoming appearance.
The courtyards and gardens were no less splendid. Pathways were lined with torches that would light up the night, and fountains had been meticulously cleaned and filled with floating candles and rose petals. Exotic birds, brought in specially for the occasion, chirped melodiously from golden cages, adding to the atmosphere of enchantment.
In the banquet hall, preparations were in full swing. Tables groaned under the weight of culinary delights: roasted boar, stuffed peacocks, and an array of seafood delicacies from Blackwater Bay. There were mountains of fruits, nuts, and sweet pastries, alongside vast casks of Arbor Gold and Dornish Red wine. Musicians tuned their instruments in one corner, ready to fill the hall with the melodies of lutes, harps, and drums.
The air was electric with anticipation as the tourney grounds buzzed with excitement. Banners of various noble houses fluttered in the breeze, and the stands were filled with cheering spectators. The royal box, lavishly adorned, held the three central figures of the day: Prince Daemon Targaryen, Princess Rhaenyra, and Lady Allaria, seated together, watching the proceedings with keen interest.
