Black Blood

Daemion and Heleanas chambers

Lynora sat on the chair while Heleana was asleep. The Lannister lady refused to leave her friends side even after her father told her to.

She heard the door open and saw Heleanas handmaiden, Zara brought in a 3 year old Daenerys.

"Mama!" Daenerys yelled, and this made Heleana stir. The princess groaned and yawned as she woke up.

"My beautiful girl." Heleana said.

"Are you okay, Mama?" Daenerys asked.

"I'm better now." Heleana said as Zara placed Daenerys on the bed. "Thank you, Zara. Leave us."

"Princess." Zara bowed and left the room.

Lynora noticed something on Daenerys' hair. Heleana. "Has that always been there?"

Heleana carefully moved Daenerys' hair and saw a silver blonde strand of hair. She smiled and looked at Lynora.

"It symbolizes the birth of three dragons." Heleana said, and she looked at her sleeping twin babies who had the same dark hair with silver strands.

"Where is Papa?" Daenerys asked

Heleana smiled at her daughter. "He'll join us soon."

Just then, Alicent entered the room, and Heleana immediately held Daenerys.

"My daughter." Alicent was shocked that Heleana actually saw her as a threat to her children. The queen then looked at Lynora. "Please leave us, your grace."

"Queen mother." Lynora bowed her head and looked at Heleana. "I'll be in my chambers." She then left the room.

"Heleana, please understand. Your husband committed treason. He murdered his king." Alicent lied.

"Is it easy for you. Lying?" Heleana asked. "Father loved Daemion. In truth, I believe it's the only reason he loved me as well. Daemion wanted to stay here and care for father, but he wanted us to live our lives. Father may not have cared for me as much, but he helped Daemion to make me happy. My husband would never kill his grandfather."

Alicent sighed in defeat. She knew this was wrong, but it was her fathers plan to either frame Daemion or kill him. Alicent chose to frame him instead.

"Princess Rhaenys has escaped. Your grandsire, Ser Otto, will sail to Dragonstone soon. I've sent terms with him. All I want is peace." Alicent said.

"Then you shouldn't have usurped the throne." Heleana said. "Please leave me. I can't stand the sight of you, mother." She held her daughter tighter and glared at her twin children's cradles.

A tear fell from Alicents eyes, and she left the room.

Black cells

Daemion was still mourning the loss of Ser Harrold Westerling in the black cells.

"It was a bold attempt, my prince, but I think he tried too late." A prisoner said.

"Who are you?" Daemion asked.

"Just a prisoner like you." The man said. "I was wrongfully imprisoned as well, and now I rot here until I'm executed."

"Why were you imprisoned?" Daemion asked.

"I sang a song for Prince Aemond in a brothel." The man said.

"What was the song about?" Daemion asked.

"How he lost his eye." The man said, and Daemion laughed.

"Since it's just the two of us. I'd like to hear it." Daemion said. As the man sang, Daemion couldn't stop laughing. "Thank you. I needed that."

Just then, Otto entered the prison. "My prince." He greeted.

"I thought you'd be the last person to visit me." Daemion said.

"If it means anything, I have no intention of harming you or your children." Otto said.

"Just fuck off old man.: Daemion spat.

"Your grandsire was a good man. Truly, but he failed to see that the realm could never prosper if Rhaenyra were Queen." Otto said. "Her life was in danger the moment he named her heir."

"And you couldn't wait for Alicent to give birth to a boy." Daemion said.

"The king needed a new wife after your grandmother, Queen aemma passed away, and he needed heirs in the event something happened to Rhaenyra." Otto pointed out.

Daemion scoffed. "Let's not pretend that you care about my mother. You only wanted power. Impotent cunt that you are. Second born sons don't always inherit much. It's why Daemon wanders aimlessly and it's why you sent your daughter to whore herself to my grandsire."

Otto sighed. "I'm leaving for Dragonstone soon. I ask you to tell your mother that she should bend the knee to Aegon."

"Even if I agree to do it, do you really think that I won't get my revenge?" Daemion asked.

"Revenge?" Otto inquired.

"My wife needed me. You allowed her to give birth alone, and our babes died.: Daemion spat.

"Yes. That was... unfortunate, but you must see now that what I was saying is true. If it weren't me who wanted Aegon on the throne, then someone else might." Otto said.

"But it wasn't someone else. It was you. You set all this in motion, and your death will last for days. If not by my hand then Daemons or my mother's." Daemion said.

Otto was seething. "You're lucky I don't have you executed, boy."

"No you're lucky that you don't have me executed.: Daemion snapped back. "I'll do you one last favor." Daemion removed his necklace that his mother gave him. The one that belonged to Ser Criston Cole. "Give this to her to ensure that I'm alive."

"Why are you helping me?" Otto asked.

"I'm not. If my mother even suspects that I'm dead, she'll fly here and kill everyone, and I can't risk her killing Heleana and Daenerys." Daemion said. He then handed the necklace to Otto, and the hand of the king left.

"You truly are a king, my prince." The man said.

"Who are you?" Daemion asked.

The man smiled. "You may call me the bard. All you need to know is that the smallfolk cry out for you." The bard started humming and Daemion listened until he fell asleep.

Dragonstone

Chamber of the painted table

Princess Rhaenys arrived with the news that the king has died and the greens have usurped the throne.

"What of Daemion?" Rhaenyra asked.

"Last I heard he was imprisoned in the black cells." Rhaenys said. "Ser Harrold Westerling went to retrieve him, but I didn't see Auroth or a ship nearby as I escaped. It's tells me that they were caught."

"Heleana? Daenerys? The babe?" Rhaenyra asked.

"Ser Erryk informed me that Heleanas twins died upon their delivery. She must've been distraught after she heard Daemion was imprisoned." Rhaenys said. "Daenerys should be with her mother."

"We have to go to King's Landing." Rhaenyra said. She wanted to save her son, sister and granddaughter.

"Rhaenyra, think. If we attack the city with our dragons thousands will die. Your father would never have wanted this." Rhaenys counseled.

"I can't remain here while my family suffers under the Hightowers." Rhaenyra spat.

"What will you do then? Kill innocents?" Rhaenys asked. "Is that what Daemion would want?"

"You had a chance to burn them all." Daemon spat.

"This war isn't mine to start." Rhaenys defended herself. "The choice is yours, Rhaenyra."

"We will hold a funeral ceremony for my grandchildren." Rhaenyra tearfully said.

Outside a funeral was held, and Rhaenyra held back her tears, and thought of her sister, son and granddaughter and the tragedies they've endured. Just then she heard swords being unsheathed.

"I mean no harm, brothers." Ser Erryk said. He walked closer, he revealed the crown of the late king Viserys and presented it to Rhaenyra. "I swear toward the queen... with all my strength... I would give my blood for hers... I shall take no wife...hold no lands...father no children, I shall guard her secrets... obey her commands... ride at her side, and defend her name and honor." Ser Erryk said and Daemon took the crown from him and walked to Rhaenyra. Daemon then placed the crown on Rhaenyras head and knelt down, soon enough everyone knelt for their queen.

Chamber of the painted table

The council was ready, they awaited their new queen, and Rhaenyra walked to the chamber of the painted table. "Queen  Rhaenyra Targaryen, the first of his name...Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm." Daemon announced. "Your grace."

"What is our standing?" Rhaenyra asked Daemon.

"We have thirty knights, a hundred crossbowmen, and three hundred men-at-arms." Daemon said. "Dragonstone is relatively easy to defend, but as an instrument of conquest, our army leaves a lot to be desired. I've sent word to my loyal men in the city watch, I'll have some support there, but I cannot speak to the numbers."

"We already have declarations from Celtigar and Staunton, Massey, Darklyn and Bar Emmon." Maester Gerardys said.

"My lady mother was and Arryn. The Vale will not turn cloak against their own kin." Rhaenyra said.

"Riverrun was always a close friend to your father, your grace." Maester Gerardys said. "With prince Daemons acquiescence, I've already sent ravens to lord Grover."

"Lord Grover is fickle and easily swayed. He will need to be convinced or the strength of our position, and that we will support him should it come to war." Rhaenyra pointed out.

"I'm going to treat with him myself." Daemon said.

"What of Storm's End and Winterfell?" Ser Steffon Darklyn asked.

"There has never lived a Stark who forgot an oath, and with House Stark, the North will follow." Lord Bartimos Celtigar said.

"Lord Borros Baratheon will need to be reminded of his father's promises." Rhaenyra said. She then turned to face princess Rhaenys. "What news from Driftmark?"

"Lord Corlys sails for Dragonstone." Rhaenys said.

"To declare for his queen." Daemon said.

"The Velaryon fleet is in my husband's yoke. He decided where they sail." Rhaenys told Daemon.

"We shall pray for both you and your husband's support." Rhaenyra said. "Just as we prayed nightly for the Sea Snakes return to good health. There's no port on the Narrow Sea that would dare to make an enemy of the Velaryon fleet." The queen turned to face her council. "And our enemies?"

"We have no friends among the Lannisters." Daemon said. "Tyland has served the hand for too long to turn against him, and his daughter is the usurpers wife. Otto Hightower also needs the Lannister fleet."

"Without the Lannisters we are not like to find any allies west of the Golden Tooth." Rhaenyra said.

"No. The Riverlands are essential, your grace." Daemon said.

"Pray forgive my bluntness, your grace, but talk of men is moot." Lord Celtigar spoke up. "Your cause owns a power that has not been seen in this world since the days of Old Valyria. Dragons."

"The greens have dragons as well." Rhaenyra said.

"They have two adults, by my count." Daemon spoke up. "We have Syrax, Caraxes and Meleys. Your sons have Vermax, Arrax, and Tyraxes. Baela has Moondancer."

"Daemon, none of our dragons gave been to war." Rhaenyra pointed out.

"There are still unclaimed dragons. Seasmoke still resides on Driftmark. Vermithor and Silverwing dwell on the Dragonmont, still riderless. Then there are the two wild dragons, all whom nest here." Daemon said.

"And who is to ride them?" Rhaenyra asked.

"Dragonstone has 12 to their 3." Daemon said. "I also have a score of eggs intubating in the Dragonmont. Now we need a place to gather, a toehold large enough time house a sizable host. Here, at Harrenhall. We cut off the west, surround King's Landing with the dragons, and we could have every Green head mounted on spikes before the fucking moon turns."

Just then Ser Erryk interrupted them. "Your grace, a ship had been sighted offshore. A long galleon, flying a banner of a three headed green dragon."

"Alert the watchtowes. Sight the skies." Daemon said and grabbed his sword.

On the bridge of Dragonstone, Daemon and a few knights met Otto and his knights.

"I come at the behest of the dowager Queen Alicent, mother of King Aegon, second of his name, Lord and Protector of the Seven Kingdoms." Otto said. "I've been directed to deliver a message only to Princess Rhaenyra. Where is the Princess? Suddenly the Greens heard a roar. Syrax flew above them and landed behind Otto and his knights. Rhaenyra decended from her dragon and walked past the greens to stand with her husband. Princess Rhaenyra."

"I'm Queen Rhaenyra now, and you all are traitors to the realm." Rhaenyra said.

"King Aegon Targaryen, second of his name... in his wisdom and desire for peace is offering terms." Otto said. "Acknowledge Aegon as king, and swear obeisance before the Iron Throne. In exchange, his grace will confirm your possession of Dragonstone. It will pass to your trueborn son, Daemion upon your death. Lucerys will be confirmed as the legitimate heir to Driftmark and all the lands and holdings of House Velaryon. Your sons by Prince Daemon will also be given places of high honor at court. Aegon the Younger as the king's squire, Viserys as his cupbearer. Finally, the king in his good grace, will pardon any knight or lord who conspired against his ascent."

"I would rather feed my sons to the dragons than have them carry shields and cups for your drunken, usurper cunt of a king." Daemon said.

"Aegon Targaryen sits the Iron Throne. He wears the Conquerers crown, wields the Conquerers sword, has the Conquerers name. He was anointed by a septon of the Faith before the eyes of thousands. Every symbol of legitimacy belongs to him." Otto said. "And then there is Stark, Tully, Baratheon. Houses that have also received, and are at present, considering generous terms from their king."

"Stark, Tully, and Baratheon all swore to me... when king Viserys named me his heir." Rhaenyra stated.

"Stale oaths will not put you on the Iron Throne, princess." Otto took a few steps forward. "The succession changed the day your father sired a son. I only regret that you and he were the last to see the truth of it."

Rhaenyra angrily walked to Otto. "You are no more hand than Aegon is king. She removed his badge of office and threw it off the bridge. "Fucking traitor. What have you done to my son and his family?!"

Otto held out his hand. "Grandmaester." Grandmaester Orwyle handed the Daemions necklace to Otto.

"The fuck is this?" Daemon asked.

Otto handed the necklace to Rhaenyra. "I have no intention of harming Daemion or his family. No blood need be spilled, so the realm can carry on in peace. Queen Alicent eagerly awaits your answer."

"She can have her answer now, stuffed in her fathers mouth along with his withered cock. Let's end this mummers farce." Daemon unsheathed his sword, as did the knights. "Ser Erryk, bring me Lord Hightower so I may take the pleasure myself."

Ottos knights also unsheathed their swords. Sensing danger, Syrax roared.

"No." Rhaenyra said and Daemon sheathed his sword. She then looked at Otto. "King's Landing will have my answer on the morrow." Rhaenyra walked back to the castle and syrax flew off.

"It's no easy thing for a man to be a dragonslayer, but dragons can kill dragons, and have." Daemon said. "The simple truth is this, we have more dragons than Aegon."

"Viserys spoke often of the Valyrian histories. I know them well." Rhaenyra said. "When dragons flew to war... everything burned. I do not wish to rule over s kingdom of ash and bone."

"Are you considering the Hightowers terms, your grace?" Lord Celtigar asked.

"As queen, what is my true duty to the realm, Lord Bartimos?" Rhaenyra asked. "Ensuring peace and unity, or that I sit the Iron Throne no matter the cost?"

"That's your father talking." Daemon spat.

"My father's dead, and he chose me as his successor and Daemion as mine... to defend the realm, not cast it headlock into war." Rhaenyra said.

"The enemy have declared war. What are you going to do about it?" Daemon asked.

"Clear the room." Rhaenyra demanded. Once everyone left Rhaenyra walked to Daemon. "Does the promise of war excite you?"

"You cannot bend the knee to the Hightowers. They stole your birthright and imprisoned your son." Daemon said.

"If you could take the Iron Throne without putting Otto Hightowers head on a spike, would you?" Rhaenyra asked.

"Are you not angry?" Daemon asked.

"I should declare war because I'm angry?" Rhaenyra inquired.

"No, because it's your duty as queen to crush rebellion." Daemon said.

"You know my oath reaches beyond our personal ambitions." Rhaenyra said and Daemon gave her a curious look. "A Song of Ice and Fire."

"What?" Daemon asked.

"The coming war against the darkness in the North, The Conquerers Dream. Viserys shared it with me when he named me heir-" Rhaenyra was cut off when her husband grabbed her by her throat.

"My brother was a slave to his omens and portents." Daemon said. "Anything to make his feckless reign appear to have purpose. Dreams didn't make us kings. Dragons did."

Daemon released Rhaenyra. "He never told you. Did he?" Rhaenyra asked. As Daemon walked away, he stopped when he heard Rhaenyra. "Daemion is the one who will save us all. Viserys saw it. I see it, and someday you will see it." Daemon kept walking.

King's Landing

Lynoras chambers

Panting and moaning could be heard in the new queens chambers.

Ser Arryk was laying on Queen Lynora Lannisters bed between her legs performing cunnilingus on her. The queen enjoyed the pleasure she was receiving, but most importantly she loved that someone had put her needs first. She was given her first orgasm from Ser Arryk.

"Lay on the bed. I want to ride you. I want to be on control." Lynora said, and Ser Arryk did not hesitate to do as she commanded. "Yes!" Lynora panted as she was riding Ser Arryk. Once she was name as queen and Aegon as king, Lynora Lannister invited Ser Arryk to her chambers. The moment the Lannister queen removed her dress and stood naked before Ser Arryk, the Kingsguard knight couldn't resist her. She rode him for an hour and was given three more orgasms. She leaked down to kiss him, and Ser continued thrusting harder and deeper. The wet sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room.

"Your grace, I'm close!" Ser Arryk announced.

"As am I! Finish inside me!" Lynora begged. She was about to reach another orgasm and didn't want it ruined in any way.

Ser Arryk held Lynoras hips and with one thrust he spilled his seed deep inside her unprotected womb. Lynora yelled in satisfaction as she had a huge orgasm. Once Lynora recovered from the pleasure, she rolled off the Kingsguard knight and felt his seed leaking out of her. She smiled at him.

"Forgive me, your grace... I think you should take something to prevent a pregnancy." Ser Arryk said.

"I will, and I told you... call me Nora." Lynora said.

"Of course, Nora." Ser Arryk was about to leave, but Lynora held his arm.

"As my sworn protector, you cannot leave until I feel protected." Lynora smirked and Ser Arryk smiled at her. He then got back into bed and Lynora laid her head on his chest.

"I want this to be forever." Ser Arryk said.

Lynora smiled at Ser Arryk. She knew that he had fallen in love with her, but she didn't feel the same. Lynora only wanted to break free from the endless struggle for controlling her.

"Arryk, I care about you, but I cannot love you." Lynora said.

"I know, but I can't ignore my feelings for you, Nora. I will fight for you, and die for you, and your children." Ser Arryk cupped her cheek and kissed her. Lynora returned the kiss and seconds later Ser Arryk was on top of her. He positioned his erect cock as her wet entrance and entered her. He started thrusting inside her and the pair had sex again. This time he finished on her belly.

Black cells

Daemion had woken up from his sleep and saw the bard seated with his eyes closed.

"I know you're not alseep." Daemion said.

"I wasn't trying to appear sleeping." The bard said. "I'm to be executed shortly."

"No..." Daemion said.

"It's alright. I'm prepared, but is there something that you need from me before I meet the gods?" The minstrel asked.

"What am I to you?" Daemion inquired.

The bard smiled. "You're the one who will save us. I am a mere footnote in your story, Daemion Targaryen. You've helped so many people, and will continue to do so, until your last breath, but I apologize for what you will endure in a few days."

"What do you mean?" Daemion asked.

"Be strong, Daemion, and remember to live for them." The bard said.

Before Daemion could ask anything, the cell doors opened and a knight took the bard out.

"No! Leave him alone!" Daemion started banging on the cell door.

"Live for them, Daemion. Live for them. They are the few, but we are the many." The bard said as he was taken out of the cell.

A few days later

Daemion laid on the cold floor when. He was startled when he heard the door open and saw Ser Criston.

"What do you want?" Daemion asked.

"The queen would like to speak to you." Ser Criston said and Alicent walked into the cells with a sad expression on her face.

"My prince. I'm sorry." Alicent said.

"Sorry about what this time. Is it time for me to die?" Daemion asked.

"Y... your brother Lucerys flew to Storm's End to ask for Lord Borros Baratheons support... Aemond was there as well. Lord Borros rejected your mothers claim. Once Lucerys left, Aemond pursued him. Both riders lost control of their dragons, and Vhagar... she killed Arrax and Luke." Alicent said.

Daemion scoffed. "You're fucking lying. You always lie."

"For the first time, I truly wish I were." Alicent pulled out a letter. "This was from Storm's End. It was sent across the realm. I'm sorry, Daemion." Alicent left the cell.

Daemion was in a state of shock. A tear fell from his eye. His brother Luke was dead. Murdered by his uncle.

Day 1

Ser Criston entered the black cells and found Daemion still in a state of shock.

"Daemion. I've been tasked by the dowager Queen to find out if you are ready to bend the knee to Aegon. Submit here and now, or be tortured." Ser Criston said.

Daemion looked up at his father on anger. "I want Aemond Targaryen."

Ser Criston sighed. "Come in." Three knights entered and smirked. "Don't remove any body parts, and if you cut him, make sure it's not a fatal wound."

Ser Criston stayed for a few seconds, and the moment the knights started beating Daemion, the Lord commander left.

Hours after the beating, Daemion was bruised and bleeding. He held the side of his abdomen where he was stabbed, and a bandage was wrapped around his waist. He looked to his left and could see his shoulder was dislocated after he was pushed against the wall.

He quickly popped his shoulder back and groaned. Daemion looked to his right and saw his brother.

"You're always getting into trouble, aren't you?" Lucerys asked.

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