"We cannot move our army closer , my queen." -"I know". Lysey says.
"Do you know where they are?"
" In castle Rockfeast, Your Highness, home to the Humethons." Thomas responds. " Humethons? I've never heard of them" Lysei frowns, racking her brain for an answer.
Then it comes to her like a flash of light. " I know of them, yes,but why would they rise against Aegon?" Thomas frowns. " They were not a particular rich family, but once they were king voer a vast land and it's not exactly a secret they wish to reign over the seven kingdoms. I suspect however that there is foul play involved more then actual money, Your Grace."
" What are we going to do, My Queen? It is up to you the decisions fall now" The council of noble men is small but they wait for her answer with baited breath. Some do not like she has grown close with Thomas, a guard, but it's not really a secret he has a rather obvious preference for his own gender. It has been a subject where ladies sniffed at in haughtyness. Their queen cannot even befriend a woman, it has to be a man who falls in love with other men they whispered first. But now that she is the only remaining the nobles hush their wives strongly ans severely reminding them this is their reigning monarch and she can do of them whatever she want.
And so the ladies hush now that she is the reigning monarch and the nobles listen to her plans with Thomas and Orys Baratheon by her side.
" First we give them a chance to surrender." But, my queen." Orys holds up her hand. "This is what i have decided. I will brign the terms of surrender myself. " At tha t her council looks at her unbelievingly.
"How so? You cannot just go to them. " Lysei's face is determind." I can, Vezerax is big enough to burn their army."
And then she walks out of the royal tent, skirts swishing around her legs. She looks to the sky and right there he is. Still a little awkward, she starts forward, climbs up his leg to find her place. When she is seated, dress laying on half Vezerax's back, he is off into the sky.
The batting of Vezerax's wings has a calming effect and then she spots it, a large grey castle, big enough to hold a dragon and about a few dozens horses. And no doubt her husband and his wives are there.
The alarm sounds to late. With a roar Vezerax drops down in the court yard, moving forward on his arms and backlegs, tail and fins swishing menacingly. When soldiers come near,Vezerax snaps and huffs.
" Who is this, who are you?! Why are you here?!" A quite large small men, in armour to small to hold his back comes stepping out of the doors and into the innercourt. Then his eyes fall on Lysei's crown.
" Ah, the virgin queen." It brings a pang in Lysei's heart and before she knows Vezerax roars, teeth bared and snaps at the man.
" I am here, to offer terms of peace, but first I will see my husband."She says with all strenght she can muster.-" You are not in a position to negotiate!" -" Am i not?" Lysei spits, bringing up bravery she does not feel. " One flick of my wrist and he will burn your castle and everone in it."
" You wouldn't dare." The man boasts. But vezerax is not set up with his tone fo voice and starts to build fire in his throat. The soldiers keep the dragon in sight and when an uneasy murmur falls through the crowds lord Humethon caves.
" Fine, fine. Bring the king and his wives." Soon enoug she hears the shouting of guards and not long afer Aegon, Vysenya and Rhaenys are borught in. They are bruised, but there are no graver injuries. " Wha..." Rhaenys mouth falls open when she sees the large black and green dragon in the courtyard. The three of them look with disbelief at the mammoth beast before it screeches again.
Then he brings his shoulders forward and let's his queen step of his body. Lysey's hand, gloved touches his neck as she steps forward, crown glinting in the light as regal as she can muster.
"Here are my terms. " Lysei says. "You bring me the king and his wives and surrender or I will bring you down myself. You have till tommorw midday to decide."
Lord Humethon laughs. " We captured three dragons, you think one more will keep us at bay?!" For a moment hesitation flickers in Lysei's eyes but then Vezerax comes forward and snaps his mouth shut, tearing the lord's expensive clothes of his arm. Blood starts to well up from the long daggerlike wound on the men's arm. Lord Humethon for all his bravery and arrogance, squeals like a pig and his yees turns wide when Vezerax spits the pieces of clothing out like a piece of plant. Lysei looks at the man and brings her chin up.
" You've been warned." She says to the man and then climbs up Vezerax's back. With a last look to the three she turns her head and leaves her enemy's home.
Queen Lysei waits, but no word comes. She extends the offer for peace and surrender to the next morning , and finally a reaction comes. But it's not what she had expected. Instead of the agreement so many had hoped for, a banner of the three dragons; torn apart full of blood, is sent to them.
There is even an ambassador who arrives. " The lord of Rockfeast and his heirs have decided not to accept your terms of peace. The army will march towards the Targaryen's capital, with or without your consent." He doesn't even bow and then leaves.
Lysei and her army don't even have the time to prepare their forces or continue their next steps. Suddenly a horn sounds, and they know the battle is upon them.