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Prologue
A servant came forward into the halls of a royal palace. Two salt tans men hold their swords and armor to defend their master of the household.
"It is for the princess. I bring urgent news from Runestones." He panted as the men looked at each then knocked three times to let him enter.
A woman who is nineteen of her age. She has golden hair that shines under the sun and her skin, smooth like a pearl.
Hatice Lannister, princess of Dorne and cousin to Prince Qoren Martell. She was born into this world. Both curses and blessings.
Blessings when her mother princess Nymeria married her defiant husband Tytan Lannister and flee into Dorne.
A curse was that in this period Dornish were considering debauchery, mongrels, schemers, and thieves.
When she was born, she only saw her parents loved each other and defied orders from the King hence seeking protection and refuge in Martell's household.
She remembers her old life and home world. Familiar with the modernized economy, food, and society. Now she used her positions and favoritism from Prince Qoren Martell to improve their lives.
She made the showers, and soap productions and turn their clothing in the similar fashion of Ottoman empires from Suleiman the Magnificent century.
Hatice realized that the Martells are a lot like the Medici family. Their immense wealth and their skill in arranging alliances rather than through military conquest.
She had to use knowledge of her world to survive this one. She did read the book and tv shows in case they are staying in the stories or something might surprise her changing the event.
Now she has to make a risky decision.
"Is that it?" Hatice questioned her most loyal servant.
"Yes, princess." He gave her the letter as she opens it.
The letter visibly stated in her letter.
"It is done."
-Perseus
Hatice nodded and used her candle to burn her letter. She watches as the letter burns on the plate to let it crumble and ashen.
"Let us make audience with the prince."
Princess Hatice went and goes to the high throne of the Martell seat. Prince Qoren Martell is a very exotic and handsome man. There were times they spoke of possible marriage or being lovers, but Hatice would admit her feelings that she is a very jealous and possessive woman when it comes to love. Qoren jokingly replies, "Is that not the reason why we wouldn't make a lovely partner?"
She plays just being a cousin who expands her ambition to improve the common people and noble lords of Dorne.
"Cousin, what news?"
"As you are already aware that Dorne is on a break of misalliance by this Triarchy."
Qoren quirked his eyebrow and questioned his cousin.
"It seems that I received news that Vale is coming to aid Daemon Targaryen and Corlys Velaryon, Lord of the Tides in Stepstones."
The whole court meeting gasped and whispers over her news. Why Vale? Everyone knows that Arryn is kin to Targaryen through Aemma Arryn and Rhaenyra Targaryen. But Daemon was not well-liked there.
So why now?
"The King order it? Why? He never cares one wit on what Dornish do or not to do when it comes to our lands." Prince stood up and looked at his cousin in confusion.
Hatice sighs and said, "It was not the King. It seems he was not informed about it. The king asked Vale not to do anything. Our allies had dared to do this without asking us. They attack Vale where the sisters' islands were and Lady Rhea Royce, princess consort of Daemon Targaryen had died in battle. They beat Triarchy, but Vale decided to march from the mountains to fight them on Stepstones. Without the King's order."
Everyone started to talk and begin angrily muttering about the situation.
"That traitorous bastard!" Lord of Dayne angrily commented about this situation. Everyone is arguing about what to do.
"Give us an order so we can kill them all!" Lady of Dalt announced it. Many agree and some are now confused about what to do.
Prince Qoren raised his hand in silence. Everyone stop and looked at their prince.
"It seems that our allies are just like the rest of the seven kingdoms. We are lapdogs!" He angrily said as everyone heard him.
Princess Hatice calmly walked up to him and reach her hands onto his arms to calm him. It was like magic that she can calm down the most hot-blooded men in her life. Everyone whispers that she should be the wife of Prince Qoren since she loved Dorne more than anything in this world.
"We cannot let this insult us. They spat on Dorne." Hatice told her cousin.
Many of their courts nodded and some even said, "Here, here!"
"My prince gives us an order so that Dorne would not be seen as Lapdogs. We need to regain our stability and create a stronger alliance that won't make us look weak."
Prince Qoren scratches his goatee chin beard.
He thought for a minute then said, "Maester Garin."
Maester Garin shuffled forward and said, "My Prince."
"Send a raven to Stepstones."
"My prince, to whom on Stepstones?"
"House of Velaryon. Tell them we are reconsidering gaining an alliance with them instead."
Maester Garin nodded, "At once, my prince."
Hatice had a feeling chance that she would change the event of her presence. She needs to be in Kingslanding and try to convince Rhaenyra to be a better queen and stay alive.
STEPSTONES
Corlys raised his eyebrow and surprise, surprise. It seems that Dorne wished to have an alliance instead. They claimed that they did not know that Triarchy would attack Vale. Now when they heard Vale is on their side for the war, Dorne wished to ally with Velaryon.
"Filthy Dornish scums," Vaemond hissed as he doesn't believe a word of Prince Qoren Martell.
"This could be good for us," Laenor suggested it. "Dorne would like to be reunited with our kingdoms and they had good military powers to help us win this war."
Daemon Taren is silent, but there is one thing he is intrigued about.
"Is there a princess of Dorne coming?"
Everyone looked at him. Some were not surprised, skeptical, or confused.
"If you are referring to Lady Hatice Lannister…" Vaemond started.
"Actually, she is still called Princess of Dorne since Prince Qoren favors his cousin highly than anyone. She is the daughter of Ser Tytan Lannister, and her mother was Nymeria Martell princess of Dorne. They eloped and remained Dorne until the Stranger claimed them both when sickness had spread, Ser." One soldier answered.
Daemon asked, "We will meet with Prince Qoren. Also, I would like to propose a firm alliance."
"What alliance?"
Daemon smirked as he thought of a way to say 'Fuck you, everyone'.
"Marriage."
So, what do you think? Reviews are welcome.
SI is in Dorne of all places and now she has to fight to remain strong by having herself the first to marry the Rogue prince.
Next Chapter, the Sun princess, and the dragon knight. Weddings and news throughout the kingdom.