𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍. [𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑥 OC]

ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ ３ ( WORTHY TO THE THRONE PART 1)

(Crystal Forest)

The radiant crystal trees cast shimmering reflections on the ground, painting the landscape with a mesmerizing array of colors under the brilliant sun. Spring has finally graced Cybertron, infusing the air with a sense of renewed vigor and making it the perfect day for another exhilarating hunt.

Legend has it that capturing the elusive white hart stag is the timeless tradition to prove oneself worthy of ruling Cybertron. Long before the dragons ruled the skies, the white hart was revered as the ultimate symbol of royalty in these hallowed lands.

As a massive cybertronian ship prepared for takeoff, the royal family stood at attention, flanked by the imposing high guards. Daenerys did her best to focus on her book, trying to ignore the presence of her father.

As the king appeared to be absorbed in conversation with Zeta Prime, he stood in front of a large window overlooking the majestic kingdom. Zeta Prime remarked, "Your Majesty, we will arrive in about 20 minutes." The king nodded, his eyes filled with anticipation, and moved to return to his seat, eager for the impending arrival.

"I thought you were looking forward to this trip, but you're still buried in that book," he exclaimed as he settled into his seat, only to realize that his daughter was still giving him the silent treatment.

"As you can see, Father, I am enjoying this part where Meagor Targaryen kills his brother for the throne, now isn't this fascinating?" Daenerys rolls her eyes. Dany said sarcastically, without even bothering to look at her father.

He grits his teeth, clearly displeased with his daughter's response. "It seems like you're still bothered by the engagement," he commented.

"Bothered? Of course, I'm upset! I want to rule Cybertron with my own choices. That's why I'm asking. I'll bide my time until my spark mate appears." Daenerys reasons.

The tension in the air was palpable as the king declared, "Your so-called Spark Mate is taking too long, and I am almost at my end. You don't have enough time. You are old enough to wed Daenerys," while the princess glared at her father.

Daenerys murmured, "Because my reason does not matter to you" as she gently set her book aside and gazed out of the window, lost in her thoughts.

With a defeated sigh, the king rose to his feet and solemnly bowed down to address his beloved daughter, expressing, "This decision is what I believe is truly best for the prosperity and well-being of our kingdom." Then he stood up, leaned in, and gently placed a kiss on Dany's forehead.

The princess threw her book with great aggression as soon as the king departed. At the unexpected noise, Starscream, Soundwave, and Shockwave, the three high guards, trembled and cast a hopeless look at their princess. All they could hear was a faint cry as she curled up on the seats.