The last snowflake dropped down in one of the dirty streets of King's Landing. It was a street full of people, and everybody were having the same thought: Who was chosen to be the new king or queen of Westeros?

"Such beautiful day for a new era in Westeros, don't you think?" - Asked Philip Grey while was walking side a side with his old friend.

"I don't believe that these persons want more new eras after what happened in the last decades." – Answered Richard Baratheon. Despite his old age, he was a very elegant and a tall man.

"Some mans are quite angry about our new queen, so as those people will be soon."

"Because they can't deal with the fact that it's a woman carrying a crown."

"And a child! Look around you, it's poverty everywhere. And the North just declared us war and who we have to lead us?! A fucking child!"

Richard suspired, maybe his friend was right. Leaving a child on the throne was indeed a bad election, but on the other hand, he was hopeful - "Children grow up fast and if this girl is going to be like her mother, then I do have faith on her."

"Faith is a fatal word my friend, be careful on you use it." – Said Philip while was holding an apple until give it a bite.

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Dorme's Palace

"You should rest your grace". – Recommended a female voice while was finishing a braid on the dark hair of a 16 years old girl. It was the favorite maidservant of Artemis.

"My mother once told me a story about a girl like me that had three dragons and wanted to rule Westeros, so she had to fight to be a queen. She died before she could sit on the throne. And tomorrow I'll be crowned as a queen without never having a fight. Isn't that unfair Lisa?"

"You will have time to fight your grace, like your mother and that queen of your mother's story did."

"But who will be on my side on every battle? People here hate me because my election was against all the rules. They are afraid that the next kings will be chosen by blood after me."

Artemis knew that she was alone on that. Her parents are dead, she has no friends and the council hates her. The only hopes that she has is receiving the love of her people soon, like her mother had when she was the queen.

Lisa went away of the room, so the new queen stood up and carried a wood box with her. She opened it and a big egg was inside.

"Daenerys Targaryen had her dragons on her side and soon I'll have one on my shoulder. Thank you for the present mama."