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This is rated M for language, violence, and sexual situations.

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Rhaenyra shook out her hair and took in the petite woman in front of her. The woman also had white hair with Targaryen looks; beautiful with violet eyes. She wore a long black dress with red beading; True Targaryen colors.

"Come you must have lots of questions." The woman stated.

Rhaenyra shook her head. "Who are you?" she questioned them.

"I'm Igna, and these are my sons, Rigel, and Onmi." She said as she introduced her two sons. Rigel was tall and lean with smaller muscles than his brother. They had the same hair color and same shade of violet eyes. Rigel had a slight wider nose than Onmi.

"Let's go Rhaenyra, it isn't safe out here. We must go back to the castle." Igna said as she tried to lead Rhaenyra.

"What about my friend. You killed him!" Rhaenyra screamed and pushed Igna away from her. Her sons pulled out their Valyrian swords and pointed them at Rhaenyra. She ran towards the boat and grabbed Haul's sword and pointed it back towards them. Igna stood up. "Put down your swords sons. She's frightened, don't make it worst." She told her sons.

"Haul deserves to have a proper burial. Why did the water kill him?" she asked.

Igna gave her a small smile. "I will explain everything. Now please let's go." She said and pointed to the direction she wanted Rhaenyra to go.

Rhaenyra placed her sword down her side and she walked while continuing looking back to make sure they weren't up to anything. She followed them through the forest.

"How far is the castle? I could have sworn it was closer than this." Rhaenyra stated. The older woman chuckled. "You think we are that barbaric? Living in ruins? No my dear our ancestors built another castle way deep in the forest." Igna said and squeezed Rhaenyra's shoulder.

As they continued walking she heard a waterfall. She looked up and noticed how high it was. She was amazed. It was so beautiful and magical. She squinted her eyes a bit and saw an outline of some structure sitting on top of the waterfall.

"Yes, dear, that is our Castle." Igna stated as if she read Rhaenyra's mind.

"Well how are we suppose to get all the way up there?" she asked. The boys chuckled and disappeared inside the waterfall. Igna grabbed her hand and led her inside of the waterfall. Rhaenyra shut her eyes when the water touched her as she got soaked again.

She groaned and opened her eyes. She looked around and it was a bit dark with a few torches glowing. There were a ton of steps and Rhaenyra shook her head. "No. I'm not walking all the way up there." She stated and crossed her arms.

Igna shook her head. "No one is walking all those stairs, Rhaenyra. This is why this is here." She said and pointed out an elevator. They stepped into the device and the boys began to pull the ropes and they started to head up.

"We have to get you out of these wet clothes before you catch a cold." Igna stated.

Rhaenyra looked around and it was becoming lighter as the elevator got close. They finally arrived at a side entrance. Rhaenyra stepped out first as Igna followed along with Rigel and Onmi. The servants bowed. "My lady, my Lords." They greeted their masters.

"Come inside." Igna gestured as she led Rhaenyra inside of the castle. It was beautiful. Everything was rich and elegant, nothing like as dull as Casterly Rock. This was a beautiful place and she wasn't sure if she would ever want to leave.

"I will show you to your room and I'll have someone run a warm bath for you." Igna said as she led Rhaenyra up a stairwell towards her room. When Rhaenyra entered her room, it was much bigger than her room back home. The room was spacious; the bed was closest to the open archways leading towards a balcony. The bedding was silky red sheets with a black bed frame. The walls were painted with the history of the Valyrian people; that included drawings of dragons. She had a vanity on the opposite side of the room and it was black with a huge mirror.

After Rhaenyra took her bath she dressed in a black dress with lace. It flowed out towards her feat making it look like if she was walking on nothing. It had a bit of gold near the bust area. She braided her hair as if it was creating a headband, making her waves flow down her back. Rhaenyra placed a black and gold bracelet on as it was left on her vanity. She looked into the mirror one last time as she left her room.

She walked around the halls looking for Igna and her sons. She heard loud voices coming from behind the door. She leaned against the wall and listened in on their conversation.

"How can you let her in here?" Onmi yelled at his mother.

"I agree with Onmi, she is still Lannister no matter who her mother was. She doesn't belong here! You have seen her future so you know she shouldn't be here!" Rigel yelled.

Rhaenyra had enough of Igna getting yelled at and them bashing her name. She barged into the room.

"If you have something to say, you could have said it to my face." Rhaenyra snarled at them. They flinched back and let her talk.

"Since I have arrived to this forsaken place, no one has told me anything about what's going on. Why did we have to rush back to this castle? What's out there? Why did I survive this trip and my friend did not?" she commanded them with questions.

Igna stood near her. "Please sit." She said as she gestured to the couch in the library. Rhaenyra obeyed and sat down. "Now I know this may be hard for you to hear but you are a Targaryen which means you are very powerful my dear. You have magic in your blood; Old Valyrian magic flowing through your veins. Something we have been waiting for centuries. Many men would try to come onto Valyria but none of them could survive because they weren't Targaryen. We make these different types of trials for any ships that are nearby so not just anyone can come along our land." She started.

Rhaenyra sat back listening to everything that Igna was saying. "So the water was hot so men wouldn't be able to survive it?" she asked.

Igna nodded. "Another trial, true Valyrian people do not burn. The blood of a dragon. Fire cannot burn a dragon, Rhaenyra. When the disaster hit Valyria, majority of the population perished. The only ones that survived were our blood line and the Targaryens. Not all of the population has this type of magic. Only you come from Lord Aenar Targaryen's bloodline. They were the most influential family on Valyria. We worshipped them as if they were our own King. We tried many times to reunite our households centuries ago but that's when Doom occurred and all hope was lost, once he fled with his five dragons and his family.

"We've always kept a close eye on you Targaryens for years. There's so much you can all do with magic." Igna continued.

"What do you mean Targaryens? I'm the last one aren't I?" she asked. Igna shook her head. "No! You have an Aunt about your age and an uncle a few years older than you. Their names are Daenerys and Viserys. They were your mother's siblings. You must reach out to them. With them you can rule." Igna stated with a smile.

Rhaenyra laughed. "I will never rule. I do not desire it." she stated.

Igna smiled and caressed her cheek. "We shall see; when the opportunity arises you will rule." She said and walked out with her two sons following.

Rhaenyra sighed and looked at the closing door. "Rule? They would kill me if I even thought about it!" she stated and looked into the fire.

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