The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

46 - Creating the New Westeros

Luciya's pov

Blinking my eyes my vision was blurred in front of me while I moaned, feeling pain from many areas of my body. Rubbing my eyes I finally raised my head upward and began looking around the area before me. The building I had crashed into with Shireen was completely destroyed and now just an enormous pile of rubble.

Shireen made a shrieking voice causing me to turn my head sharply and see her laying on the ground a few feet away from me. Pushing myself up to stand I rushed over touching the side of her nose seeing her eyes come down to meet mine. "Ohh I'm sorry this happened to you, girl." She whimpered and I noticed that her right wing was slightly torn from the crash before she laid her head back down on the dirt ground while I kept my hand against her scails.

"Luciya!" Whipping my head around I recognize my mothers voice coming through the distant crowd of smoke.

I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted back to her. "Mom! Mom, mom!"

"Luciya!" My father's tone came shortly after my call. The familiar blonde and white hair that belonged to both of my parents ran as quickly as they physically could until I was tackled in a bear hug with both of them hugging me. Burying my face in my father's chest I sobbed uncontrollably thinking that something bad had happened to either of them. My mother kissed the crown of my head and I could tell she was utterly relieved that I was still standing before her alive.

I broke the embrace rubbing the stray tears from my eyes seeing someone else coming towards us. "Rhae - Rhaegar?" I gasped watching my twin brother bolting directly at me and completely tackling me on my back and into the dirty ground.

"I - thought- you - were- dead." He sobbed into my hair with each of us clutching onto the other for strength, needing to believe we were physically here and it wasn't all a dream.

The words came out in a croaking manner, figuring he was blaming himself for me getting injured. "It wasn't your fault. You need to remember that, brother. It wasn't your fault."

"I love you, Luciya." He sniffed through some tears wiping away tears once we had broken the hug.

I nodded, keeping our hands intertwined together with his own. "I love you too, little brother."

Vaella's pov

Watching my two oldest children embrace in a high fit of tears and relief that the other wasn't harmed made more tears fall down my face. I had already wiped away the heavy amount of tears after I was relieved that she wasn't dead. Jaime touched my lower back drawing me from the trance that I was currently in. "Vaella, are you okay?"

"Yeah. Um - yeah. I'm just emotionally relieved they are both unharmed." I slightly turned my head and attention to my lord husband.

Jaime raised his hand from my back to cradle the side of my face in his palm. "What do you think we will have to do now? My sister is gone and the throne is up to grabs for anyone."

"It's down to me, Jon or my sister. All three dragons fighting for the throne made of swords." I declared up to my husband simply.

A different dragon's roar came down from the skies with the large dragon landing away from us. I noticed that it was one of my lords rushing over to us before he lowered himself down on one knee. "My Queen."

"What are the current circumstances, Tymber?" I questioned the Valyrian lord before me and Jaime.

Lord Barlaeries raised his head slightly responding to me. "The fleets and dragons have surrounded the secured gates of the castle, your grace. Once we open the gates we can distribute the food that you have brought to the outer docs. What else would you like us to do, my queen?"