Fire and Blood

Chapter 2

The Red Keep

Kings Landing

93 AC

4 months had passed since the birth of the newest Prince of the Realm and it had been an interesting time, little Aegon was the pride and joy of his parents, and the egg that the Black Dread gifted him had hatched within 10 minutes of being placed in his crib hatching a beautiful Black scaled Dragon.

Words of congratulations had arrived from lord paramount's to knights of minor standing in some attempt to curry favour. As to why, well to the common folk it was the nobility sending their congratulations to the young royal couple.

But to those that play the game it was merely another move on the board, you see the story of what happened on the day the prince was born spread from Dragonstone like wildfire.

Many believed it was a sign from the gods of the young Prince's destiny to sit on his Great Grandfather's Throne one day as their king. And it was understandable as to why many thought this, the Black Dread was before the birth in his final days.

He was nearing two centuries of age and spent most of his days resting, to use a considerable amount of energy that many in the court including the Dragon keepers on Dragonstone believed the old Dragon lacked.

But it seems the Black Dread had found a new well of energy as he took to the sky and flew around Dragonstone with Vhagar for an hour both of them sharing a giant squid they caught while flying.

This of course made his rider Viserys very happy, not only did he have a beautiful wife and strong son his Dragon was more active and healthy. (Unaware that this was the work of the Gods)

When the young family decided to return to King's Landing at the request of the King to celebrate their son's birth with a tourney Viserys had somehow convinced Aemma not only to let him take their infant son on dragon back but her as well.

The sounds of their son giggling on his first dragon flight would bring smiles to their faces every time of course Daemon would who was waiting for them at the Dragon-pit would laugh seeing the small family.

"Finally, see the benefits of flying dear sister." He smiled as he tickled his nephew's chin making him giggle, Rolling her eyes she just nodded before they made their way to the Red Keep.

The court was full of nobles with gifts for the prince, gifts he couldn't even use yet such as paintings swords or in the case of the Lannisters a golden sword presenting it with all the Lannister pomp.

"My Prince, this sword was forged in the golden gallery of the Rock by the finest goldsmiths in the Westerlands." Lord Tymond Lannister spoke with such pride and pomp to Viserys who had to ignore his brother who was mouthing something along the lines of (golden-haired shit).

"My sincere thanks Lord Tymond, when my son is old enough to learn the blade it will be a fine Weapon."

"Lord Ellard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and warden of the north." The court herald announced as the Warden of the North came forward with his wife, a lady of house Manderly if Viserys had remembered correctly. "My Prince, a custom shield made from the Norths Ironwood trees for the Prince when the time comes when he is able to train,"

Lord Stark spoke handing the shield to Viserys before turning to his wife who was holding a wrapped package. "My wife made these for the young Prince for now, while I have no doubt he will be a great warrior someday for now he is a little one and should enjoy his childhood."

Removing the wrapping those who could see were confused and amused were the Starks that poor they gave him some handmade toys. All that would stop when the young Prince who was more than happy to play with his mother's finger or touch his Dragon saw the stuffed animals.

The young Prince felt a burst of happiness seeing the grey and black stuffed wolf toys and cooed in his mother's arms reaching his little hands out to grab them, he was as yet unaware that this joy he felt was simply because deep down his past life was remembering Padfoot and Mooney.

Lady Stark placed the toys on the Prince's lap and smiled seeing him giggle cuddling them much to the annoyance of the court believing they had just lost to the northern barbaric Starks in terms of winning the Young Princes favour, (completely ignoring the fact that said prince was a baby and didn't care one way or another)

Daemon enjoyed the looks of annoyance and disappointment that his infant nephew found a toy more Interesting than bags of gold, books on history and swords…..honestly, he's a baby of course he's going to find a toy more fun.

After a day of celebrating feasting and the melee competition of the tourney Aemma carried her baby boy and his dragon to her chambers laying him down in his crib to sleep, she smiled as her son's dragon curled up next to him to sleep.

The pain in the back of her head took her by surprise as she fell to the ground with a scream, turning around she saw a servant holding a blade in his hand. "You have caused my master great annoyance Targaryen whore this abomination must be killed."

He didn't notice Aegon's Dragon leap at him taking a bite at his neck causing him to scream in pain giving Aemma enough time to Grab Aegon, but not enough to escape the room as the assassin pulled the baby Dragon off him tossing it aside.

"I'm going to gut you to bitch! He yelled with fury it would be his last word as his head fell from his body. Standing behind him stood Daemon Targaryen welding Dark Sister his father Baelon.

"That would be an impressive feat for a headless man," he said just as his father and brother ran in with the king and queen flanked by the Kingsguard.

"Aemma! Are you and Aegon alright what happened." Viserys asked as he checked her and his son panicking when he pulled his hand back from her head finding blood on his hands.

"Viserys, I am fine so is Aegon his Dragon might be hurt but that monster tried to kill our son but Daemon saved us, thank you Daemon." She smiled at the young Prince as he picked up Aegon's Dragon who was fine or would be after eating some food.

"We're family sister the Blood of the Dragon runs thick." He said trying to act aloof only to be hugged by his Brother who held him tight, nothing was said between the two brothers but everyone knew what they said.

The Red Keep went into lockdown as Targaryen Bannermen searched the Keep as it was discovered the assassin wasn't a member of the keep staff, while they searched Baelon knighted his 13-year-old son and offered him Dark Sister too him only to be refused saying being knighted was enough until he was older.

The guards would later find the body of the missing servant in the cellar behind some barrels but other than that there was no other evidence that they could find.

In a private room in the Red Keep

A hooded Figure burnt documents he had that if found would link him to the assassination and his house would be destroyed by the Dragons.

"I need to be more careful this will need to be a long game but the House of the Dragon will be purged of its heritical blood and be reborn in the light.

Authors note:

Hey people thanks for your reviews on the first chapter I'm glad you liked it and hope you enjoyed chapter 2. The next chapter will have a time skip not sure how far ahead yet.

also there is a poll on what to name Harrys Dragon.

Until next time

Revan Shan 2077