A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and followers! Sorry for the delay.
This is rated M for language, violence, and sexual situations.
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Rhaenyra looked around the shore making sure every enemy was dead. She walked around looking at the aftermath of a battle. The fire was still burning on the shorelines and so were the ships out in the bay. Rhaenyra looked at her dragons that were still on the shore. "Be safe and I will call you when I'm ready." She spoke softly to them. She watched as they flew away to safety.
She knew it was going to be bloody by the books, but to be the one to experience everything made it real to her. She helped win a battle and she felt so proud of it. As she reached the ladder that Stannis men were using on the wall a voice called out to her. "My, Lady," a voice called out to her. She halted her movements and looked to her left.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"My name is Loras Tyrell. As I was saying, your grandfather has wished to speak to you in his chambers." He stated.
Rhaenyra nodded. "In a minute, I have to reach for something first." She said and began to climb the ladder. When she reached the top, she looked around for the most valuable asset. She found the severed arm and grabbed it. She climbed down the ladder and walked past Ser Loras. She walked into the castle as Lannister guards escorted her towards the throne room. She was met by her grandfather who was still on his stallion.
"Why do I need escorts?" she asked him.
Tywin rolled his eyes. "The King has requested your presence. You don't speak until you are spoken to. And don't sass him this time. Do you understand?" he asked.
Rhaenyra nodded. "Yes." She stated.
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In the throne room, Joffrey Baratheon's house sigils and Lannister red are hung up proving they have won the battle. Tywin Lannister rides on his white stallion as he enters the throne room with confidence. While Rhaenyra stood with her back straight and casually walked in beside Tywin holding an arm. Many Lords and their wives whispered as she walked passed them Joffrey was sitting on his throne with a smirk on his face as Cersei sat beside him glaring at Rhaenyra who was still covered in blood.
"I, Joffrey of house Baratheon, first of my name, the rightful king of the Andals, and the first men, Lord of the seven kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm, do hereby proclaim my grandfather, Tywin Lannister, the savior of the city, and Hand of the King." He states as a servant comes up holding a pillow. Joffrey places the Hand's brooch onto it as the servant slightly bows as he reaches Tywin. Tywin grabs it and looks at the King.
"Thank you, Your Grace." He said and placed the brooch onto his cloth.
Joffrey studied Rhaenyra and smirked when he noticed she was holding a severed arm. "Step forward cousin." He stated. Rhaenyra looked at her grandfather and then back at the King. She stepped forward. "Now, whose arm are you holding?" he questioned.
Rhaenyra smirked. "This arm, Your Grace, is from a man whom fought weakly against his enemies especially towards a woman. He lost the battle when I stabbed him in the ribs and cut off his arm." She said as she looked from Joffrey to everyone in the room. "I hereby present to you, the arm of Stannis Baratheon." She stated as she tossed the arm near the throne making a few blood drops land on Cersei.
Joffrey smiled and laughed as he stood up and grabbed the arm. He held it up for everyone to see. "The arm of my traitor Uncle! Stannis is defeated." He stated happily.
Cersei stood up and looked towards Rhaenyra. "How can we be sure this is really Stannis's arm and not some soldier?" she questioned her.
Rhaenyra walked closer so now she was directly in front of Cersei and Joffrey. "This is Stannis Baratheon's arm. You see this ring right here?" she asked as she pointed to a ring that was on his right ring finger. It was a silver band with a red ruby in the center. "The ring has been with the Baratheon family for centuries. It is what your husband Robert, left for his brother. But if you are still unwilling to believe me, Your Grace." She started as she took the arm and started to roll up the sleeve of the shirt. There was a faint scar going down the forearm. "This scar is the same as Stannis got during Robert's rebellion." She stated as she looked at Cersei.
Joffrey noticed the tension. "I believe you, cousin. Now step back near grandfather." He said. Joffrey looked over at his mother. "I take her word for it, you should do the same, mother." He said as he sat back on the throne. Cersei gritted her teeth and sat back on her chair.
"And for my cousin, Rhaenyra Lannister, the Heir of Casterly Rock, I do hereby proclaim her, warrior and protector of dragons." He said. Rhaenyra nodded and followed her grandfather out the door.
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"You said you saw my victory in the flames?" Stannis asked as he breathed deeply through the pain as melisandre wrapped his stump in new bandages.
"I did." She said as she paused and looked over at the burning candles. "I still see it." she stated.
"The flames lied. And I'm no better than a savage, trusting in a fire God. I fought for your God at Blackwater Bay. I led my men to the gates of the seventh hell as their brothers were burned alive. And for what? Attacked from the skies by two dragons with a Targaryen girl who nearly killed me. The RIGHTFUL KING! Or attacked behind by Tywin Lannister and the Tyrells. If you see so much in your flames, why didn't you warn me?" Stannis stated angrily.
Melisandre gazed away once she was finished with his bandages. Stannis grabbed her by her chin. "Look at my arm!" he yelled. "There is nothing left. My fever still hasn't broken and the maester still believes I caught some type of infection. No one will be able to fight for the throne if I'm dead. Everything I did would be a waste and all Baratheon's will be lost." He said.
She took a deep breath. "The Lord of Light only allows me glimpses." She said.
"You claimed to speak for a God!" Stannis growled.
"Will you quit the war just because you lost a battle?" she asked.
"You talk about war as if you understand it." he stated.
"I've been fighting far longer than you." She said.
"Have you?" he asked as he pushed himself out of his seat. He began to pace as Melisandre walked closer to him placing her hand on his shoulder. He quickly turned around as she dropped her hand. He wrapped his left hand around her throat and started to squeeze. "Show me how you fight!" he stated.
Melisandre looked in his eyes with fear. "Show me." he repeated. She held her hands up surrendering. "Where is your God now?" he questioned.
"Will he save you?" he asked as he squeezed harder. "Where is your God?" he asked as he watched her eyes widen.
"Inside you." She croaked out. He let her go and stepped back as she fell onto the floor.
"Lies!" he stated as he leaned on the table to regain his balance. Melisandre walked over to him. "She will pay my love, her time will come, sooner than you expect." She whispered in his ear.
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Back in King's Landing, Tyrion was in his new chambers with bandages wrapped around his face. He just has woken up a few minutes ago. He couldn't believe he was almost assassinated the night before. Lord Varys was in the room with him along with Podrick.
"Pod can you pour me a drink?" Tyrion asked him. Podrick walked over to a table and poured some wine into a cup for Tyrion. He handed the cup to him as Tyrion drunk greedily.
"Perhaps you shouldn't drink too much." Lord Varys suggested.
"Ser Mandon Moore tried to kill me during the battle which leaves me to believe my sister was behind it. I need to drink." Tyrion stated.
Lord Varys hummed. "The King has appointed your father the savior of the city, and hand of the King. They never mentioned you." He stated and sighed. "Now Joffrey has given Rhaenyra a new title. He has given her warrior and protector of dragons." Lord Varys said.
Tyrion looked at Lord Varys. "How many people know about the dragons?" he asked.
"Everyone, my friend. There were too many witnesses, but I don't think Rhaenyra minds." He said.
"That's the problem. She doesn't think about the consequences of her actions. If my sister knows, she could have Rhaenyra killed. She could see her as a threat. She needs to leave King's Landing. It isn't safe for her anymore." Tyrion stated.
"I'm sure she can take care of herself." Varys said.
A knock broke them out of their conversation as Podrick opened the door. There stood Rhaenyra still in her armor and dried up blood. Podrick moved aside and let Rhaenyra enter. She rushed to her uncle's bed. "How do you feel?" she asked.
Tyrion gave her a small smile. "Like my face has been nearly cut off." He joked.
"Don't joke like that. If Mandon Moore was still alive I would have killed him myself." She stated.
"You don't need to be killing all the time." Tyrion suggested.
She shook her head. "If they harm my family, I want them dead." She said.
"I heard about the new title. It has a nice ring to it." Tyrion said as he grabbed her hand. Rhaenyra looked at Lord Varys. "Don't kill the messenger. It's all around the castle. Everyone whispers about the Lannister with silver hair with two dragons who reined fire on the enemies." Varys said.
She sighed and turned back to Tyrion. "Grandfather wants me to have a meal with him later today. I wonder what scolding I would get today." She said.
Tyrion chuckled. "I'm sure Lord Hand would not be pleased to know the truth." Tyrion stated.
Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows. "The truth my dear, is that your uncle Tyrion and yourself saved the city. Not your grandfather. We all know and it will not be forgotten." Lord Varys stated and got up to leave the room.
"I should be going as well uncle. I will visit you after the meal. You should probably rest." She said and kissed his forehead. "I love you." She whispered.
"Me too." He said and watched her leave with Varys.
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Later that night, Tywin Lannister was in his chambers waiting for his granddaughter to join him when the guards announced Cersei was here. She walked in wearing a red gown. "Father." She greeted him.
"Cersei." He nodded.
Cersei sat down at the table and began to pour herself a drink. "What are you doing?" Tywin questioned her.
"I decided I needed to discuss a few things with you and Rhaenyra is she was to be staying here in King's Landing. Like for one, those beasts need to be down in the dungeons where they belong." She stated.
"It does not concern you. Now-" he started to say when Rhaenyra walked in with a flawless silver gown with a scale design making her looks like a true Targaryen. "Grandfather." She greeted him as she passed Cersei.
"I'm sure you don't remember me sweet girl, but I'm your Aunt Cersei." She said.
"Nice to see you again." she said and sat down.
"I asked you here tonight to discuss your future." Tywin started.
"My future? You mean marriage?" Rhaenyra questioned.
"No. I still haven't found a proper suitor yet. But your future as to where you might stay." He said as he sighed. "I want you to go back to Casterly Rock as my heir. You will go there in the morning and take your uncle Tyrion with you." He stated
"You can't send me back. I won't go." She said.
"Yes you will. You had all of your silly adventures. Now it's time for you to grow up and do your duty." He firmly stated.
"I refuse to go back. You can keep Casterly Rock but I refuse to be alone all over again." she angrily said.
"You won't be alone. Tyrion will be with you." Tywin stated.
Rhaenyra shook her head. "We helped fight against Stannis and now you're sending us away like we don't matter. Why?" she questioned.
"You don't belong here." Cersei answered. Rhaenyra glared at Cersei. "We deserve to be here." She said.
Cersei chuckled. "So stubborn and naive like your mother. Tell me sweet girl, why do you deserve to be here with the King?" she asked.
"Don't talk about my mother! I saved your life last night and the fact that I have been fighting in the war that Joffrey started or maybe perhaps you started. I've tried to get my father back home." Rhaenyra started.
"Your father? Jamie? The Kingslayer?" she said as she laughed. "Where is he now? Still a hostage I see but perhaps your skills aren't that well as people claim them to be. If you knew the truth about your precious father you would leave him." Cersei stated.
"Grandfather, you know I have tried to get my father back. Last I heard, they let him go and he should be on his way to King's Landing by now." she said as she turned away from him and looked at Cersei who was still smirking. "What truth about my father?" she asked.
"Just remember you asked for it." she said as she stood up and faced Rhaenyra. Tywin stood up as well. "Cersei shut your mouth and leave." He warned.
"No father, she deserves to know. She walks around thinking she's untouchable. Perhaps she should know more about her beloved family." She said and turned and glared at Rhaenyra.
"You're a bastard child. Even though it states Jamie Lannister and Elaena Targaryen were wed before you were born. There were no witnesses. In fact none of the families even knew what they were up to until we found out you were in your mother's belly. Your father left your mother due to the Mad King's rage and almost killed him and your mother. During the rebellion your father sneaked into the nursery where you were in her arms, she begged for mercy." she paused and licked her lips. "Jamie gave her just that. A quick death he called it. He grabbed you and placed you in the bassinet while Jamie sliced your mother's throat. He looked into the bassinet at the crying baby and left you for another's hand." Cersei continued.
Rhaenyra grabbed the back of the chair for support. "You're lying." She said.
"Unfortunately, I'm not." She said.
Rhaenyra looked at her grandfather who had a grim look on his face. "It's true." She said as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Rhaenyra, your father didn't have a choice." Tywin said.
"Everything has been a lie the whole time. What's real anymore? Did everyone know?" Rhaenyra asked.
Cersei nodded. "Yes, all the kingdoms knew including your beloved uncle Tyrion." She said.
"Get Out! Cersei! Leave now!" Tywin yelled. Cersei nodded and left the room.
"Rhaenyra sit please." He suggested.
Rhaenyra shook her head. "I have no one. But I realized that I do have family left. You just made the wrong decision grandfather. I can't be here." She stated and turned away from him.
"Rhaenyra, what are you saying? Come and sit and we will discuss things rationally." He suggested.
"Please forgive me." she said and ran out of the room. She ran down the flight of stairs all the way to her chambers leaving everyone who was in the halls questioning her actions. She packed a small back and grabbed all of her weapons. She used the dragon horn that was attached to her sword to call upon her dragons.
She climbed on Anogar and whispered in his ear where she wanted to go. He listened and headed in a familiar direction with his sister Elaena beside him. Tywin watched from his balcony as he saw the dragons leaving the city.
Oh the nights like these where it's all in my dreams
How long should I take my mistakes?
These apologies fall on deaf ears
How the hell did I get here?
I'll claim the role I was born to play
For everything is gone
I saw them for who they truly are
Still I rise, still I stand
So put the crown in my hand
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Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy it! Please read and review :)
The song I used in the end is called "The King and the Army that stand behind him" from the band called Slaves. Johnny Craig is amazing!
More to come especially now we will be going into season three.