Kings Landing - 105 AC

Lady Rhea Royce

" Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am hers and she is mine. From this day to the end of my days"

" Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am his and he is mine. From this day to the end of my days "

Lady Rhea Royce watched from stands as the King and his new bride spoke their vows, swearing themselves to eachother for that day till their last.

A sham if you asked her, her own marriage a proof of that. Vows, oaths and words, a pathetic fallacy. She remembered saying those exact words years ago, standing in that same exact position the new queen was now, the old king, her goodfather, goodbrother standing where she was standing on this date. Her mother had oft told her of marriages and what a magical moment it was, when a man and woman join their hearts and lives with oaths binding them to death, yet when her time came she felt nothing but disgust, mayhaps who she was marrying played a big part in the same.

A man who both literally and figuratively had to be dragged to the altar, Kingsguard by his side. A man who preffered a northern savage to a proper lady, a man who would rather play nurse maid to a newborn babe than bed his lawfully wedded wife.

Her's was the line of Robar II Royce, one dating back to the Age Of Heros, her ancestors were ruling as kings while the Valyrians grazed sheep on the Valyrian peninsula.

' We Remember '

The words rang true for her just as for any other Royce, she would remember that insult, now and forever.

And if she had it her way she would make sure Daemon would too. Through their son, her son. Not a day went by with her hearing of how precocious and precious Daemon's bastard with that whore was. And she would be dammed if she let that slide. Her son would be a prince, a true one, raised in the light of the seven, dutiful and true. Yet he would stay true to his Royce roots more so than Targaryen, he would be her heir after all.

" Look at him, striding around like he owns the place ", her uncle snapped pointing to the young boy walking with his Stark cousins " He doesn't deserve to be here, bloody bastard "

" Now now uncle be careful what you say, who knows, who could be listening "

" Whatever, I'll never understand why my brother had you marry him, even after he dishonored you so "

" My father's motivations were his own, let us not speak ill of the dead, why don't you go get another drink "

" As you say niece But I would never understood how you accept it, you husband parading the boy as his heir for all to see "

" Heir uncle? Heir of what, what could my lord husband give him, that overgrown lizard of his, that sword he so adores that he sleeps with it, he has no lordships, no titles, no incomes and lives off his brother or myself when he so graciously visited Runestone, it would be I who would leave Runestone for my son not him "

" Indeed, it is as... niece, why is he coming over here ", her uncle said eyes pointing to the young dragonprince, dressed in classic Targaryen black and red, his brown-black hair ran free to his shoulder with a hint of silver here and there. On his arm was a broach with a quartered sigil, showing the Targaryen Dragon and the Stark Wolf. The boy clearly wished to mirror his father in appearance.

" I do not know uncle, come on now let us greet him "

The boy walked up to them, a bright smile on his face as he bowed, his mannerisms impeccable.

" My lady, Ser "

" My prince, a pleasure "

" The pleasure is all mine, I hope you are doing well "

" I am indeed, thank you for your concern, you must be excited to get a sibling "

" Very much so, my lady "

" What would you wish for, a brother? "

" A sister actually "

' Of course you would ', she thought gagging at the thought of her daughter marrying Daemons bastard.

" Unfortunately I do believe I would disappoint you in that regard, I believe it to be a boy "

" No matter, a boy girl doesn't really matter to me, anyways I was hoping to speak to you in private ", he said turning to her uncle

" My uncle can hear whatever it is you have to say, I trust his more than anyone "

" My lady I would really insist "

" So would I ", she said interrupting " you can speak whatever you wish in front of my uncle "

He signed in defeat before continuing, " Very well then, I do understand that you have every reason to doubt or even fear me considering the circumstances of my birth. However I would request you not to look at the past while judging me. And even if you can't, I hope we can keep such feelings aside and work together when it comes to your child, my sibling "

She stared at him for a moment, at those indigo orbs, so much like his father, eyes that she hated with a passion yet found not a hint of deception hidden in them. She thought for a moment, her heart desiring to break curtsey and scream at her greatest shame yet when she opened her mouth something entirely different came out.

" I would not lie to you I hold no love for you and indeed I have every reason to be have view you in a... a not so positive light, however I would try and work with you when it comes to my son, however I can't promise you anything else "

" That is all I want, now if you would excuse me"

" Of course "

He bowed one last time, keeping to his incredibly impeccable mannerisms before walking off.

" Niece, what was that ", her uncle asked, baffled.

" I do not know uncle, I do no't know "

It was the truth, she didn't know. Not a moment before she was badmouthing the boy, yet his words hit deep. And even if it was a lie what better way to secure her sons future than foster a good relationship between the brothers.

" Uncle why don't you go get another drink ", she once again repeated.

" Are you sure "

" Please, I want to be alone "

" As you say niece "

She walked over to a pillar and leaned against it, a hundred questions in her mind.

Just who was Aurion Targaryen she thought, the boy was mature for his age, mayhaps too much. However it did bring light upon the rumors she had heard about him being precocious and extremely bright.

' Did Daemon get cucked ', she thought in half jest, for there was no way such a well mannered boy came from his loins.

Or mayhaps it was all a front, a facade hiding the true monster within.

" Goodsister ",a voice rang out drawing her attention and she looked up to see the newly minted Queen Of The Seven Kingdoms in front, a glass of Arbour Red in her hand.

" Your grace ", she answered bowing.

" None of that, and you should bow, not in this state ",her eyes wandered to her belly and she placed a palm above it and she replied with a smile.

" Have you thought of a name "

" I have indeed, Baelon "

" A good name strong and true, after his Graces departed father I presume "

" Indeed, I am sure it would please both my lord husband and good brother "

" Good, good, however on second thought are you sure about this, the memory of his graces son is still fresh and we all know what my beloved goodbrother said about the little prince. "

" Mayhaps but that is the name I choose and it is a good and strong one just as you said "

" Ahhh well, it is you child, however tell me, how exactly did you rein my wayward goodbrother in "

" It wasn't that hard, all one has to do speak the right words "

" Mayhaps... You would know best, you are his lady wife after all... Anyways speaking of my goodbrother, have you met Prince Aurion, such a bright boy "

" That he is, as a prince of Blood should be... Speaking of children, how is Princess Rhaenyra ?"

" She is as fine as one could be, such a terrible thing, losing a mother at such an young age. Sometime I still can believe her grace is gone, I still remember all those gatherings with Queen Aemma"

" Indeed, I grew up with her you know. Such a bright lady, the world will be forever dimmer "

" But the world stops for no one, well I shouldn't keep you, you must rest goodsister, Ohh before I go, how soon will your term end ?"

" Just a few more moons goodsister "

" Ahh, yes who knows, mayhaps you would have a girl and the Seven willing we can join our lines "

" Mayhaps, but I think it would be a boy, however I am sure you would have a son soon, the Seven willing "

" Indeed, the king needs a male heir after all "

...

Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen.

"... Ohhh that is so beautiful, wouldn't you agree Nyra ", Lady Carleen exclaimed pointing to a dress the young Lady Tyrell was wearing.

" It is, tell me Elinor where did you get it ",the Princess asked absentmindedly.

" Papa had it brought over from Essos princess and while it is beautiful it's nothing compared to yours "

" Thank you Elinor ", the princess returned a bright smile, hers was a dress made of the purest of silks from Naath. Silk from Naath was to be one of the rarest commodity in Westeros, thanks to the lengthy trade route and dangers of pirates and only two houses in all of Westeros had access to it, the Targaryens and the Velaryons.

The princess smiled as her ladies continued to chat away, yet it was not the talk of fabrics and dresses that was on her mind.

It was only a few months ago that Allicent was naught more than her servent yet now she held a position second to her father. And she didn't know what to feel about it. Allicent had obviously guaranteed that there would be no actually change in their relationship with the former promising never to take her mothers spot but she was still not convinced. To add to all that her beloved uncle avoided her like she was a plague and she didn't know what to do.

Her father had warned her of it obviously. Of her uncle not being as warm as he used or be but she refused to believe it to be so. She would not let it be so, she was the Princess of Dragonstone and heiress to the Iron Throne after all.

" Carleen, Lysa, Lady Elinor if you would excuse me ", I have some things to take care off.

The three of them looked at her and nodded as she walked over to the far end of the hall where her uncle feasted with some of his former comrades.

" Princess it so not wise to go there, they are a unsavoury bunch, the Gold Cloaks ", Ser Erryk Cargyll her personal Kingsguard cut in moving in from the position he watched over her in an attempt to dissuade her.

" I am Princess Of Dragonstone and I would have to deal with such men sooner or later Ser, I thank you for your concern, moreover I do not see what I have to fear with you behind me and if is my uncle I wish to meet, he would never harm me "

The Kingsguard tried to say something else but she raised her hand shutting him up, turned and continued on to her destination.

She found her uncle eating and drinking with his men, while he wasn't completely drunk, neither was be sober.

" Ahhh, niece what can I do for you ", he asked looking away.

" Uncle, I would like to speak to you... In private ", her voice was loud and determined as only a princess of the blood could be. Her eyes fixated on her uncle.

He turned and the two stared at eachother while the men looked on, gazes alternating between them.

" Very well then, my good men, drink and eat to your heart's content, while I entertain my dearest niece and her wishes "

They slipped away, towards far the side of the hall. Upon Rhaenyra's command Ser Erryk stayed at a distance so as to not overhear hear the conversation but rush in, in case of a mishap.

" So tell me Rhaenyra, what it is that you want "

" You have been avoiding me ", she accused, the determination now replaced by hurt.

" What, I would never do that... ", He replied in his ever cheerful voice, one that he used with her and Aurion.

" Yes you have, you have been in the city for two week, yet not visited me once "

" I was busy Nyra, I am having another child, I have to set everything up for it ", he replied.

" Huh, So you are... I thought you hated her ", she suddenly asked

" Rhea... Well I and trying to make thing...", he stopped for a moment searching for a word " more civil "

" Huh "

" Ya ", he replied a short smile on his face.

" Do you hate me ",she suddenly asked, her voice rising once again.

" What ",he asked almost confused.

" I asked do you hate me, for being named heir "

" Nyra... What are you talking about ? "

" Just answer the question, do you hate me "

" Of course not ", he snapped out before calming himself " Nyra you are my little niece, I could never hate you "

" They why were you avoiding me "

" I guess I was afraid of what you might have heard about me "

" Heard something, whatever you mean ", it was her who was confused now.

" Ahhh, nothing forget it ",he said trying to change the subject.

" Huh ", while she would have wanted to know what he was talking of she decided against pushing him, she would rather not know anything more if she could get her uncle back.

" So what can I do to make it right ", he suddenly asked .

And for the first time in this conversation she smiled " Well uncle, I know just the thing "

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Prince Aurion Targaryen.

Prince Aurion Targaryen sat in one of the family rooms as he thought of the current situation.

Lady Royce and gone into labor almost a day ago yet there was no news, good or bad. His cousin was in the Sept with the new Queen praying for the lady and her unborn child. Though he seriously doubted it was anything but to play a part on Rhaenyra part. The young princess of Dragonstone believed was not a firm believer in the Seven but rather found solace in the Gods Of Old Valyria.

His own father had raged for hours, before taking to drinking upon being denied entry into the birthing room. He had cursed and screamed of how he was present during Aurion's birth and should be allowed in only to be stopped by his own brother the king.

He himself took to praying more than once, to all the gods that there were, to those who had sent him here. He prayed for the child and his mother.

It had been for two entire lifetimes that he had never experienced a mother's love and would wish the same to anyone else.

In his last life he had the love of father, an uncle, siblings and cousins... at least some of them. The only ones he didn't have were those of a mother and grandparents.

Yet this time around the last one had been fulfilled by Baelon, Jaehaerys abd Alysanne. He remembered them as clear as day and while he spent a lot more time with the Spring Prince than the Good Queen thanks to her illness she had loved him as any grandmother would.

Often his mind went to Baelon, he had latched on to him more so than his father and uncle at first, mayhaps because he was still unsure to what type of a man Daemon was, or maybe because this was an entirely new relationship he was experiencing.

Despite having his duties as Hand Of The King and Prince Of Dragonstone the Spring Prince would take him and Rhaenyra on long rides across the Blackwater atop Vhagar. Tell them stories of himself and his siblings. Of his elder brother Aemon and sister-wife Alyssa in particular.

' Did Rhaenyra even remember him ', he wondered. Probably not, right?

Yet even so all this thought of these happy memories would leave him in a rage, his grandfather was murdered and it would be up to him to avenge him.

But now was not the time for that. He would have his vengeance and those responsible would all burn, but not yet.

A knock on the door drew his attention as a servent entered.

" My Prince Lady Royce has given birth to a healthy baby boy, however... she did not make it "

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Authors Note :-

So here we are with another chapter.

I cut this up into two again, don't hate me.

It's just that this is a chill chapter, building up and next one is where shit blows up, if you know what I mean.

So the next one will focus on the aftermath and have the decisions that would shape the world for the next 5-6 years.

Another thing is that people ask, why isn't Jon killing Otto or Allicent. Well the timeline is malleable but not changeable. Another Dance would happen if he kills them and he would be completely in the dark about what happens.

His goal is not to prevent a dance but to prevent the dying of the dragons and win the Dance with as few casualties as possible.

Anyways the next chapter should be out soon, its not that long...

Other than that, I loved HOTD. It's everything I wanted from a show in this time. I feel in love with Rhaenys the moment I saw her... She's Muh Queen...

So comment down how you feel about this chapter and the show ??

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