The Kingsmoot - Rhaena

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[A/N: Just wanna throw in a quick note here regarding Jon; I've decided to change his name from Aegon to Jaehaerys. It makes more sense for him to be named as such, because why would Rhaegar name his second son the same as the first?]

     The meeting area agreed upon is just a few days from the Inn. Rhaena rides wearily, the spikes of anxiety moving through her entire being, plaguing her sleep whenever they make camp. Her few dreams consist of the throne, of seeing Dany again sitting upon and cursing her cousin for stealing her position. No matter how much Rain tries to tell herself she would be proud, the dream returns the next night. She will not let lies change how she views Daenerys. Her cousin was brave, compassionate, and had so much planned for the kingdoms of Westeros. Rain wants so much to carry on her plans. She wants to be the ruler Dany had set to be. Her cautious riding changes in to one of confidence the day they arrive at the agreed upon area along the banks of the Trident.

     Nearly a dozen canopies are set up, all colored different shades. One is grey for the Starks, one is a forest green for Samwell's House of Tarly, one is a brilliant shade of orange for who she assumes to be the Martell family - consisting now of Arianne Martell, the one who retook Dorne. She gazes upon the canopy colored a sea green for her own House. Am I to be a Targaryen now? She wonders to herself as the men work. Should I call myself Rhaena Targaryen for my marriage to one or my inheritance from the other? Her mind colors it red and black as her her reddened, teary eyes drop tears upon her black dress.

     The arrivals come one by one all throughout the day. Samwell, already being with them takes his seat under the green canopy to represent his House. He smiles brightly over at Rhaena, who sits alone beneath her canopy. His smile almost seems knowing, like Jon told him what was happening. Rain can't return the smile. When she tries, her lips only form a hard line.

     Not long after the sun rises, the newly legitimized Gendry Baratheon arrives, taking a seat beneath his black canopy

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     Not long after the sun rises, the newly legitimized Gendry Baratheon arrives, taking a seat beneath his black canopy. Robin Arryn and his advisers, Yara Greyjoy - the niece of the one who fled King's Landing, even the Princess of Dorne, Arianne Martell all arrived as the sun reached it's highest peak. Arriane's dark eyes scan over everything and everyone as she moves to her seat, being escorted by two large, dark skinned guards. Her flowing, salmon colored dress fans out over her slippered feet and she briefly meets Rain's staring eyes before both look away.

 Her flowing, salmon colored dress fans out over her slippered feet and she briefly meets Rain's staring eyes before both look away

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