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Raenera sat on the table as Maester Davith looked at the wound on her neck. He removed the blood to see the cut on neck. He walked away to get the things he need to closed the wound. The tent flap opened to reveal a man that she did not recognized but the sigil on his armor she knew it was Tarly.
"Your Grace, I'm Randyll Tarly. Do you have ladies?"
"No Lord Tarly."
"May I offer my daughter into your service?"
Her purple eyes regarded him. And he regarded her looking at her like she didn't know the game she was playing.
"I'll welcome her into my service. Where is she?" Raenera said.
Randyll turned around not seeing Evalyne. He turned back to her giving her the one moment signal. She smiled and nodded her head. A few moments later, a lovely young lady entered the tent with Randyll Tarly. She bowed her head at Raenera. Maester Davith worked on her neck.
"Your Grace, may I present my daughter Evalyne Tarly." Randyll said.
"Your Grace" Evalyne said meekly bowing to her.
"Rise" Raenera said as Maester Davith stitched the wound closed.
"There your grace, no harm done you must to be careful with this wound. Any deeper it would be different tale. We don't want to reopen it." Maester Davith said.
"Thank you" Raenera said.
Randyll Tarly offered her his arm to help Rae down. She took his arm. They fell into step with each other.
Evalyne followed behind them as they exited the tent. Jaime quickly followed her. His eyes skirted over to Evalyne. Randyll tried to talk her into the marriage with Willas Tyrell. They stopped. Raenera looked over at him.
"Lord Tarly, I will meet with all of the Lords in hour's time in the war council tent. But for now I have to tend to my babies." Raenera said.
Lord Tarly went to argue with her. She gave him a look and turned walking away with Jaime and Evalyne following her. Jaime looked back at Lord Tarly for a moment. He wore a shocked look on his face he could only imagine what his father look would be when he saw how powerful Raenera had become.
Raenera entered her tent. Rhaenys and Visenya came over to her. Selaera looked around the room in differently. She let out a little hiss when Raenera touched her. Raenera gave her a hard look. Selaera relented climbing up Raenera arm. Jaime stood outside the tent. Evalyne entered the tent. Her eyes went wide at the sight of Raenera sitting on the bed with three dragons buying for her attention. The stories were true. Starlight came into the room brushing passed Evalyne. Evalyne jump back in fear. Raenera reached out rubbing behind Starlight's ears.
"They will not hurt you Lady Evalyne"
"Of Course your grace" Evalyne answered
"Raena or Raenera; you can call me Raenera or Raena. When we are alone you are to be my lady in waiting. You will be my friend and confidant not my slave. This is Starlight my direwolf. She is small compared to my husband's wolf. You can pet her" Raenera said
"Husband? I thought would marry one of Lords that you asked for their support." Evalyne asked coming forward.
"And have them use me for their purposes I think not" Raenera laughed petting Selaera head.
"You're not what thought you would be." Evalyne said.
"Evalyne were you given a choice to serve me or not."
"No, Your Grace, Raenera. My father was not as bad as he was with my older brother, Samwell but still as harsh. It was to serve you or join the silence sisters. My sister Talla is to marry soon. And Soniya is still too young barely ten and one Raenera." Evalyne answered.
"What did your father do to your brother Samwell?" Raenera asked stroking her dragons.
"He had choice of death or taking the black. He took the black. Naming Dickon his heir he was few year Sam's junior. But he is more like my father." Evalyne answered.
Raenera thought about it for a moment. She patted the spot next to her. Evalyne moved slowly unsure what to do. She sat down next to Raenera. Rhaenys crawled over into Evalyne. She froze unsure what to do.
"That is Rhaenys, she the friendliest of my dragons. This is Visenya she can be temperamental like her name sake. And this is Selaera she is the wild one. They will not hurt you as long as you loyal to me. Rhaenys wants you to pet her." Raenera said.
Evalyne started to touch Rhaenys head unsure at first. She laughed as Rhaenys nuzzled into Evalyne hand.
"Have you been able to write your brother?" Raenera asked.
"No,"
"My husband has a half brother in Nightwatch. If you wish I can get your letter to your brother." Raenera said.
"You would do that? It would spark my father anger."
"Your father does not know me and what I am capable of. Trust me; your father has no idea what I can do. You heard the dragons but did not believe the story. I am guessing that your father and the rest of the Lords fall into that same boat."
Evalyne nodded her head. Raenera smiled at her. That gave her the upper hand and in this game that was everything. She knew they would try to force her hand which was something she would not happen.
Jaime opened the tent flap.
"My queen, Loras Tyrell with Lady Margaery" Jaime said.
Loras walked in followed by Margaery. He met her eyes. She looked at him with tilt of his head. His eyes traveled down her body. Her eyes never left his face she knew he held no desire for her. He would sooner lay with her husband than her. Margaery eyed her and her dragons. There was intelligent behind her blue eyes. Evalyne stood up Rhaenys let out a loud hiss clinging to Evalyne gown. Raenera eyes came to Margaery. They answered to her problems with Robb uncle marriage was staring right at her.
"Your Grace may present my sister Lady Margaery." Loras said
"Leave us" Raenera ordered with hard eyes.
Loras eyed her for a moment before he turned to exit the room; leaving her with Lady Margaery and Evalyne. They eyed each other. Margaery came over pulling out a chair and sitting down.
"Lady Margaery, you must be use to war camps. Being this is the second one you have entered." Raenera said
"Yes, your grace. But must say your war camp is more of actually war camp than my late husbands." Margaery probed.
"I'm sorry to hear of Renly death. He was good person. Misguided by but a good person"
"Thank you your grace"
Raenera looked at Margaery beautiful blue gown. It had barely been two months since Renly death. She was no longer in mourning. That seemed odd to Raenera.
"You are no longer in mourning?" Raenera commented.
"Very observing your grace; my father thought in bad taste to dress in black when my marriage to Renly was never commutated. My father tells me you will likely wed one of my brothers. Then we will sisters. I would so love to be your sister."
Raenera smiled at Margaery. Evalyne watched the exchange between Raenera and Margaery with bated breath. Rae reached over taking Margaery hand in hers.
"I very much appreciate that Lady Margaery. Tell me, how would your father feel about me finding you a match?" Raenera asked.
"I sure he would be honor that you have taken an interest in me." Margaery answered.
"I will talk to him. Now, go settle yourself. I have to get ready to meet with my war council." Raenera said.
"Thank you your grace. I will see you soon."
"Yes, soon" Raenera said as Margaery exited the tent.
Jaime was getting ready to shut the tent flap. Raenera locked eyes with Jaime. She brought her hand to her mouth.
"Watch that one" Raenera ordered.
Jaime met her eyes then looked between Margaery and Raenera. He caught her meaning and shut the tent flap.
"Yes, your grace" Jaime said.