Chapitre 7: Feast/Bad News
-Location: Kings Landing, Crownlands-
-Date: Early 114 AC-
-POV: Narrator-
Today was the day Princess Rhaenyra, and Lord Laenor celebrated their betrothal.
Lords from all over Westeros came to Kings Landing to celebrate with the royal family.
Inside of Rhaenyra's room, handmaidens helped with her dress. Rhaenyra's dress was all black with red sleeves and gold jewelry.
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Rhaegar stood in the room while he watched his sister and her handmaidens. He himself had finished getting dressed. He didn't like it when people dressed him, so he does it himself.
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His wife Laena had also finished getting dressed. She was here helping Rhaenyra along with the Handmaidens.
"Do I look good?" Asked Rhaenyra.
"You look beautiful. You're not called the realms delight for nothing." Said Laena.
"Yes sister, you look beautiful. And thank you once again for doing this. I swear after your children are born you can be free of this." Said Rhaegar.
"It's fine brother really. But thank you for everything." Said Rhaenyra.
After that, Rhaegar and the rest made their way towards the throne room. That's where the feast will be held.
When they walked in they could see their father sitting in his seat greeting some of the lords. Rhaegar noticed his father's stench.
'It seems his wound is infected, and is spreading. Maybe the throne did find him unworthy. I spell no poison in his blood.' Thought Rhaegar.
"Daughter, My Son. Here is Lord Borros Baratheon. His father had just died, making him the new lord of Storms end." Said Viserys.
Rhaegar and Rhaenyra looked at the giant man and smiled. Rhaegar greeted the lord and Borros did so too.
"I congratulate you princess. Laenor had Baratheon blood. So he'll make a great husband." Said Borros.
"I hope so my lord. Now if you will excuse me. I'am famished." Said Rhaenyra as she went to sit next to her father.
Borros said goodbye and went to his seat with his wife, who had their daughter. Cassandra Baratheon.
Rhaegar and his wife sat next to his father and waited for the more important guests to arrive.
Ser Harrold Westerling began his announcement of the festivities.
"It is with great pleasure, that King Viserys announces the start of the wedding celebrations." Said Ser Harrold.
After he finished, the main door opened, revealing House Lannister and their current lord.
"House Lannister with their lord, Jason Lannister. Lord Paramount of the west and master of Casterly Rock." Announced Ser Harrold.
"House Hightower with their lord, Hobert Hightower. Beacon of the south, defender of the citadel, the voice of old town." Said Ser Harrold as Lord Hightower and his family walked to their seats.
As Ser Harrold continued, Lord Jason Lannister and his family bowed to the king and the prince and princess.
Lord Jason walked up to the table and eyed Rhaegar, still remembering the punch he received at an event similar to this one.
"Congratulations your grace. The princess has found a good match." Said Lord Jason.
"Thank you for your kind words lord Jason. I can think of no better man than lord Laenor." Said Rhaenyra.
Lord Jason scoffed, much to Laena's dismay. She stared at him with boiling rage. Rhaegar grabbed her hand to calm her.
"Well this feast is a sight of the gods. I can't imagine what the wedding will be like." Said Lord Jason.
"Where is the Queen? I wish to pay my respects." Said Lord Jason.
"The Queen is still getting ready for this evening's celebrations. She may take some time." Said Viserys.
"This is why men wage war. Women would never be ready in time." Said Lord Jason with a chuckle.
Rhaenyra rolled her eyes, and Viserys kept smiling. Rhaegar and Laena looked at each and laughed.
Lord Jason looked at the duo with an embarrassed expression.
"Bisa vaogenka kēlio likes naejot mazverdagon jokes? Qilōni vēttan zirȳla warden hen endia?(This dirty lion likes to make jokes? Who made him warden of the west?)" said Rhaegar. Laena and Rhaenyra laughed, while their father held it in.
Lord Jason just walked away in shame.
"Nyke pendagon ao zūgagon zirȳla lēkia.(I think you scared him brother.)" said Rhaenyra.
"Ziry's daorun yn mirrī lentor keli.(He's nothing but a little house cat.)" said Rhaegar. Which caused Viserys to laugh.
They continued to wait until House Velyron arrived. But the next announcement surprised the entire court.
"House Stark with their lord, Rickon Stark. Warden of the north. Master of Winterfell" Said Ser Harrold.
Lord Rickon and his family walked towards the king and his family. Behind lord Stark was Daemon and his wife, along with their kids.
Rickon greeted the king and his family. Daemon and his family walked towards the table and sat down.
Soon after, the Velyrons showed themselves.
"Lord Corlys of house Velaryon, lord of the tides, master of Driftmark. And his lady wife, Princess Rhaenys Targaryen, and their son and heir, Ser Laenor Velayron." Said Ser Harrold.
Everyone clapped and stood up, including the royal family. Rhaenyra and Laenor walked towards each other and greeted.
"My betrothed." Said Rhaenyra, as she stuck her hand out.
"My betrothed." Said Laenor as he kissed her hand.
With that the people clapped and cheered.
Viserys waited for everyone to calm down. When they did Mc he began to speak about the born between both houses.
As he was about to continue, Queen Alicent Hightower showed herself. Everyone turned and faced the entrance and seen her wearing a green dress.
Usually when someone marries into a family, they discard their house colors and take on their spouses.
But Alicent is now wearing the colors of House Hightower. Rhaegar looked at Otto and seen him smiling.
His anger began to boil which in turn made his haki leak. The man entire castle began to shack, shocking everyone.
They all turned to see who was causing it and seen Prince Rhaegar starring at Alicent with an expression of anger and disgust.
Laena grabbed her husband hand to calm him. This worked at the shacking had stopped. Everyone had a look of fear on their face because they've never seen the prince so angry before.
Otto adjusted his collar because he felt pressure on his shoulders. Alicent let out a breath of air because, ever since Rhaegar's eyes locked onto her, she felt like she was underwater.
She made her way towards the table: but was stopped by Rhaegar who stood up and blocked her way.
"Since you wear Hightower colors. You sit at the Hightower table. Lady Alicent." Said Rhaegar.
Everyone had a surprise expression on their face. Now that Alicent married the king, she herself was Queen. So calling her a lady was a sign of disrespect.
Alicent stared at Rhaegar and then looked at her husband. Viserys wanted to speak but couldn't bring himself to do it.
He also felt the same way as his son. So him not saying anything makes it a lot worse.
Alicent just went and sat with her father and brother. Gwayne Hightower looked at Rhaegar with an angry expression.
Rhaegar locked eyes with him and they both stared at each other. That was until Ser Harrold announced another arrival.
"Lady Jeyne Arryn of The Vale. Warden of the east and Master of the Eyrie. Along with Queen Aemma of House Arryn." Said Ser Harrold.
Rhaegar and Rhaenyra didn't wait for them to arrive at the table. They both went and hugged their mother.
Viserys looked and was rooted in his seat. He couldn't move at all because this is the first time he's seen his wife since the death of their son.
He sent ravens every month but didn't get any response. He knew his wife was angry, but he hoped she'd forgive him.
"My babies, how I've missed you." Said Aemma.
Everyone was stunned because of one thing. Queen Aemma's beauty. She looked 10 years younger. Putting most ladies to shame.
Aemma and her children stopped hugging, and went to greet the king. Viserys couldn't take his eyes off of Aemma.
He was still stuck in awe at her beauty. He started to remember their days when they were newly married.
Lady Jeyne and her family Bowed and went to their seats. Viserys was about to say something to Aemma, but felt a hand on his shoulder.
It was his brother telling him no. It wasn't the right time to speak to her. The feast continued and everyone danced.
Rhaenyra and her betrothal Laenor danced for the entire night, earning them stares from the guests.
Rhaegar and his wife danced and forgiven people where watching them. The court could tell their future king and queen were deeply in love.
The night went on without any problems. But the next day, they'd received some heart breaking news.
-Location: Red Keep, Kings Landing-
-Next Day-
-POV: Lyanna Stark(Targaryen)-
Currently I'am with a maester. He's telling me that my sickness has progressed and it will only be a matter of time before I die.
I'm not afraid of death. If the old gods are calling, I'll gladly answer it. But my husband on the other hand.
He won't take this well. He will definitely lose his temper. Ever since our marriage he's calmed down considerably.
He had flashes every once in a while. But all together, he's been perfect. My children too.
Alyssa especially. She will cry a lot. Vaelor is like his father, he may lose his temper and lash out. But hopefully Rhaegar can calm him.
Vaelor sees Rhaegar as an older brother. Rhaegar taught him how to wield a sword. Vaelor is close with his father, but his closeness with Rhaegar is something that can't be ignored.
I don't know how to tell them this news. Daemon will be angry that i didn't tell him sooner.
"Thanks you for your treatment maester. I would like to be alone now." I said to the maester.
He bowed and left the room leaving me alone. What should I do?
-Later that day-
-POV: Narrator-
In the Throne room, the Royal family gathered. Lyanna had asked everyone to come, as she has something she wants to talk about.
Gael had came here all the way from Starfall for Rhaenyra's feast. So her, and her husband, plus her children were here.
Arthur and Vaelor talked with each other, while their sisters played. Lyanna walked in and kissed her husband.
"What have you called us for Lyanna?" Asked Daemon.
"For the past year, I've been experiencing some symptoms of sickness. The maester said it's only a matter of time before I die." Said Lyanna as she looked at everyone's expression.
He looked at her kids first and seen her son grip his arm. Her daughter stopped playing and looked at her in disbelief.
"What do you mean sickness? Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" Asked Daemon.
"Because you would stop at nothing to find a way to heal me. I can't have you looking like a mad man." Said Lyanna.
"Of course I would, you're my wife. I would flip this kingdom on its head to find a cure." Said Daemon.
The room went silent at Daemons declaration. They understood his reaction, anyone who loved their partner would have this reaction.
"Let's just calm ourselves. We can talk more over dinner tonight. First we need to prepare for the wedding." Said Viserys as he looked at his bandage hand.
This was going to be a long day, he felt it.
-Location: The Wall, The North-
-POV: Lord Commander, Olyver Locke-
I sit at the top of the wall, watching the snow fall on the wild lands before me. I've been here for over 20 years. I've fought wildlings and seen things seen things no man has seen before.
As I watch, I see the trees shaking. Odd, what could be causing the entire tree line to shake?
I continue watching. Soon enough, an army of Wildlings spanning a great distance appeared.
"Seven hells." I said as I looked at the wildling army.
There hasn't been any wildling activity for the past year. It's uncommon for the wildlings not to attack. They must of been gathering an army to swarm us.
"Send a Raven to Lord Stark. We need reinforcements." I said to the young man next to me.
"Yes Lord Commander." Said the young man.
I may be middle aged, but I can still fight with the best of them. But we can't win against that army.
There are about three hundred men here. The other castles along the wall have fifty each.
We will hold them off for as long as we can. By the old gods and the new, the Starks better send help.
-To Be Continued-
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I forgot what I was gonna add for the last half of the chapter. When starting this chapter I broke it down in three parts.
The Feast, Lyanna's Illness, and something else. I couldn't remember it so I made of this little story on the spot.
The wildling invasion.
The High Valyrian translator I used isn't good.
After the dance is over, I have two original Arcs planned. the First Greyjoy rebellion with Dalton Greyjoy at the head. In the books after the dance he kept raiding even after the crown told him to stop. So I'll make that an entire battle. It's not really Original, but it will be different.
The second original arc will be "The Conquest Beyond The Wall." This will be after Rhaegar gives his crown to one of his children. He and some others will explore and conquer the True North.
Let me know what you all think:
P.S: Fuck Aegon ll Targaryen.
Thanks for reading
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