Chapter 8

As the days passed, Jaehaerys and Rhaenyra's bond deepened, each moment together strengthening their connection. While they had not yet shared a kiss, their affection for one another blossomed in subtle gestures and stolen glances.

They found solace in the quiet moments, relishing the warmth of each other's touch and the intimacy of whispered conversations. Hand in hand, they explored the corridors of the Red Keep, their laughter echoing through the halls as they shared secrets and dreams.

In the privacy of their shared moments, they reveled in the blossoming romance between them, savoring the sweetness of their budding love. With each passing day, their hearts drew closer, their unspoken desires weaving a tapestry of longing and anticipation.

In the tranquil embrace of the Godswood, Jaehaerys would often weave enchanting displays of magic to captivate Rhaenyra, her eyes alight with wonder and fascination. With a flourish of his hand, he conjured shimmering lights that danced among the branches of the ancient trees, their iridescent glow casting a magical aura over the sacred grove.

As Rhaenyra watched in awe, Jaehaerys delighted in showcasing his mystical abilities, his spells and incantations weaving intricate patterns of light and shadow. He summoned gentle breezes that rustled the leaves overhead, creating a symphony of whispers that echoed through the stillness of the forest.

With each display of his magic, Jaehaerys reveled in Rhaenyra's delight, her laughter ringing out like music in the air. Together, they lost themselves in the enchanting spectacle, their hearts entwined in the magic of their shared moments.

—

As Jaehaerys stepped out of his chambers, ready to greet the ship carrying his most trusted men, he was surprised to find Rhaenyra waiting for him, flanked by Ser Westerling and Ser Darklyn. Her presence filled him with a sense of warmth and anticipation, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she met his gaze.

"Nyra," Jaehaerys exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face. "What a pleasant surprise."

Rhaenyra returned his smile, her expression radiant as she stepped forward to greet him. "I couldn't miss the opportunity to welcome your men myself," she replied, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm.

Jaehaerys's heart swelled with affection at her gesture, grateful for her unwavering support. With a nod of gratitude, he offered her his arm, and together they made their way to the port, Ser Westerling and Ser Darklyn following close behind.

As they approached the harbor, the sight of the ship coming into view filled Jaehaerys with a sense of anticipation.

As the ship drew nearer, Jaehaerys couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the sight of his personal sigil proudly displayed on the sails. The Targaryen Black and Red Stylized Dragon with its wings outstretched, holding a sword, surrounded by a Runic Circle, stood boldly against the gray background of the sail. It was a symbol of his heritage, his power, and his determination to forge his own path in the world.

With a firm grip on Rhaenyra's hand, Jaehaerys watched as the ship docked, eager to greet his trusted companions and embark on the next chapter of their journey together.

A man in brown leather armor bounds off the ship as it docks, his movements filled with a palpable sense of excitement. With a wide grin on his face, he rushes over to Jaehaerys, his arms outstretched for a hug. Jaehaerys reciprocates the embrace warmly, feeling a surge of camaraderie and familiarity wash over him at the sight of his trusted companion.

"Welcome to Westeros, my friend," Jaehaerys greets him warmly, clapping him on the shoulder as they step back from their embrace. "It's good to see you again. How was the journey?"

"The journey was long, but uneventful, thankfully," the man replies with a grin. "Your instructions were clear, and we made good time. I trust all is well here in Westeros?"

"Things are well," Jaehaerys replies, "Come, let me introduce you to my betrothed.

The man laughs teasingly as he hears this. "You must be quite the catch to have already been betrothed after only being back in Westeros for a week, my friend."

Jaehaerys chuckles, nodding in agreement. "Indeed, my friend. It seems fate works in mysterious ways."

Jaehaerys and the man walk over to Rhaenyra.

"Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, allow me to introduce Vaelar Ullaro, Former First Sword of Braavos," Jaehaerys says, his tone respectful as he introduces his friend.

Rhaenyra observes Vaelar, noting his imposing stature, with a tall and broad frame. His thick, long black beard and curly black hair add to his commanding presence.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Vaelar," Rhaenyra says warmly, her voice sincere as she extends her hand in greeting.

Vaelar greets her back with a charming smile. "It's a pleasure, Princess Rhaenyra. Although, I must admit, it's a wonder what a beautiful princess like yourself is doing with Harry here," he teases, his tone light-hearted.

Vaelar's teasing remark earns a playful yet questioning look from Rhaenyra as she glances at Jaehaerys, who raises an eyebrow at the nickname, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Harry?" Rhaenyra questions, her tone laced with amusement as she casts a sidelong glance at Jaehaerys.

"It's a nickname I acquired during my time away," Jaehaerys responds with a chuckle, exchanging a knowing glance with Rhaenyra.

"Do you prefer Jae or Harry" Rhaenyra asks him with an impish smile.

Jaehaerys returns Rhaenyra's smile, considering her question for a moment. "I think I've grown rather fond of 'Harry' during my travels," he says with a playful grin.

Blushing slightly, Rhaenyra admits, "Perhaps I might grow fond of the name too."

Jaehaerys chuckles softly at Rhaenyra's blush, feeling a warmth spread through him at her words. "Perhaps you will," he replies, his gaze softening as he looks at her.

The moment is interrupted by the sound of a young girl's voice calling out "Harry!" from aboard the ship.

Rhaenyra's gaze shifts toward the source of the enthusiastic shout, her curiosity piqued. Through the bustling activity at the harbor, she spots a young girl aboard the ship, her youthful figure outlined against the backdrop of the bustling port. The girl's voice rings out with youthful exuberance, calling out the name "Harry" with a sense of familiarity that catches Rhaenyra's attention. With a keen eye, Rhaenyra observes the girl's features—a youthful visage framed by tousled crimson locks, her vibrant energy radiating from every gesture. As their eyes meet across the distance, Rhaenyra offers the girl a warm smile, recognizing the innocence and excitement mirrored in her own youthful spirit.

Once safely off the ship, the young girl bounds across the gangplank with unrestrained enthusiasm, her youthful energy propelling her towards Jaehaerys. With a wide grin adorning her face, she envelops him in a tight embrace, her arms wrapping around him with a sense of familiarity and affection. "Harry!" she exclaims, her voice filled with genuine joy as she clings to him, relishing the warmth of his presence after their time apart.

Jaehaerys returns the embrace warmly, his arms encircling the young girl affectionately. "Mel," he says fondly, his voice tinged with happiness at their reunion.

Once Mel lets go of Jaehaerys, he walks her over to Rhaenyra. With a smile still lingering on his lips, he introduces them. "Rhaenyra, this is Melony," he says, gesturing towards the young girl. "Mel, meet Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen."

Rhaenyra bends down slightly to Mel's level. "It's lovely to meet you, Mel," she says with a smile. "Harry has told me all about you."

"Are you really a princess?" Mel asks, her eyes wide with awe and wonder.

"Yes, I am," Rhaenyra replies, her tone gentle as she meets Mel's gaze. "It's not as exciting as it sounds, though," she adds with a playful twinkle in her eye.

Mel looks at Rhaenyra with wide eyes, captivated by the notion of royalty. "Still, it must be amazing to live in a castle and wear beautiful dresses," she says with a hint of admiration.

Rhaenyra smiles warmly at Mel. "You know what, Mel? Since you'll be living in a castle and wearing beautiful dresses from now on too, I promise to ask you the same question in a year's time," she says, her tone filled with genuine affection.

Mel's eyes widen with excitement at the thought. "Really? That would be amazing!" she exclaims, her enthusiasm bubbling over.

Jaehaerys interrupts them, his voice gentle yet firm. "Mel, there's something I need to tell you," he begins, his hand resting lightly on her shoulder. "Rhaenyra and I are now betrothed. We'll be getting married in three years' time."

Mel's eyes widen in surprise at Jaehaerys's announcement, her mouth forming a small 'o' of astonishment. She looks between Jaehaerys and Rhaenyra, her expression a mix of excitement and curiosity.

Rhaenyra and Jaehaerys share a fond smile at Mel's reaction, their eyes reflecting the joy of their impending union. "Yes, it's true, Mel," Rhaenyra confirms, her voice gentle. "Jaehaerys and I will be getting married in three years' time."

Mel's eyes widen with excitement, and she clasps her hands together in delight. "That's wonderful news!" she exclaims, her voice filled with genuine happiness. "I'm so happy for both of you!"

Jaehaerys and Rhaenyra exchange joyful glances, their hearts warmed by Mel's genuine happiness. They both smile, grateful for her enthusiastic reaction to their news.

Jaehaerys glances at Vaelar, nodding in his direction as he issues instructions. "Vaelar, please oversee the swift unloading of our men and their supplies. Ser Darklyn, I trust you to arrange for horses and carriages to transport them to the Red Keep."

Vaelar and Ser Darklyn nod in acknowledgement, swiftly moving to carry out Jaehaerys's commands. Their obedience reflects their respect for Jaehaerys's authority and their dedication to their tasks.

Jaehaerys turns to Mel with a warm smile. "Mel, you'll be joining us in our carriage," he informs her kindly, gesturing towards the waiting carriage nearby. Mel's eyes light up with excitement at the prospect of accompanying Jaehaerys and Rhaenyra.

—

As they enter through the towering gates of the Red Keep, Jaehaerys scans the bustling courtyard, his gaze alighting upon Viserys and the assembled members of the Small Council. The air is alive with the sounds of horses' hooves clattering against the cobblestones, the chatter of courtiers, and the distant echoes of the city beyond the castle walls.

Viserys stands at the center of the courtyard, his regal presence commanding attention, flanked by his advisors and council members. Jaehaerys's eyes meet the king's, and he offers a respectful nod in acknowledgment.

Rhaenyra walks beside Jaehaerys, her demeanor composed yet poised, while Vaelar and Mel follow closely behind. Together, they navigate the bustling courtyard, making their way toward Viserys and the members of the Small Council, ready to join the ongoing discussions and affairs of the realm.

Jaehaerys approaches Viserys with a respectful bow before extending a greeting. "Your Grace," he begins, his voice steady and respectful. "Allow me to introduce Vaelar Ullaro and Melony. Vaelar is the former First Sword of Braavos, and Melony is a dear friend."

Viserys acknowledges them with a nod, his gaze shifting between the newcomers and Jaehaerys. "Welcome to the Red Keep," he says warmly, his tone inviting.

The members of the Small Council exchange curious glances at the mention of Vaelar's prestigious former position, their interest piqued by his presence in the Red Keep. Meanwhile, Viserys, having heard Melony's story from Jaehaerys, looks at her warmly, a fond smile gracing his features.

"Welcome to the Red Keep, Melony, Vaelar," Viserys says with a warm smile. "It's a pleasure to have you both here. You'll find that we take hospitality very seriously, and I assure you, you'll be well taken care of during your stay."

Viserys gestures, and an attendant approaches Melony and Vaelar, presenting them with a plate containing bread and salt. "As guests in the Red Keep, you are offered the traditional guest rite of bread and salt," Viserys explains, with a respectful nod.

Vaelar and Melony each take a piece of bread, dip it into the offered salt, and eat it, signifying their acceptance of the guest right and the hospitality extended to them in the Red Keep.

As they step into the grandeur of the Red Keep, Melony clutches Rhaenyra's hand tightly, her eyes wide with wonder at the towering walls and bustling courtyard. Vaelar walks beside them, his gaze sweeping over the impressive architecture with a sense of admiration. Despite the unfamiliar surroundings, they find comfort in the presence of their companions, their steps guided by the reassuring touch of friendship.

Rhaenyra wastes no time in leading Melony to Alicent, eager to introduce them to each other. As they approach, Rhaenyra's warm smile radiates with excitement, while Melony's eyes sparkle with curiosity.

"Melony, this is Lady Alicent Hightower, a dear friend of mine." Rhaenyra announces with enthusiasm, her voice carrying across the courtyard. "Alicent, meet Melony, Jaehaerys' friend from Essos."

Alicent offers a warm smile, extending her hand in greeting to Melony. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Melony. Welcome to the Red Keep," she says graciously, her tone welcoming and genuine. Melony returns the smile, her eyes wide with wonder as she takes Alicent's hand, feeling a sense of awe at the grandeur of her surroundings.

—

As Melony accompanies Rhaenyra and Alicent to the Princess' Chambers, they engage in lively conversation along the way. Melony shares tales of their adventures in Essos, regaling Alicent and Rhaenyra with stories of exotic lands and daring escapades. Alicent listens attentively, her curiosity piqued by Melony's presence and the tales she hears.

Upon reaching the Princess' Chambers, Rhaenyra turns to Melony.

"Melony, please make yourself comfortable," she says warmly as they enter the Princess' Chambers. "Alicent and I have a few matters to attend to, but we'll join you shortly."

Melony nods eagerly, taking in the opulence of the room. "Of course, Princess Rhaenyra. Thank you."

Alicent smiles kindly at Melony. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Melony. I look forward to getting to know you better."

Melony returns the smile. "Likewise, Lady Alicent. Thank you."

With that, Rhaenyra and Alicent step aside to confer quietly, leaving Melony to explore the chambers on her own.

As Melony wanders around the chambers, she notices the intricate tapestries adorning the walls, depicting scenes of legendary battles and noble houses of Westeros. Her gaze lingers on the ornate furnishings and the majestic canopy bed, marveling at the grandeur of the room.

Lost in her thoughts, Melony doesn't notice Rhaenyra and Alicent returning until they call her name. She turns to find them with smiles on their faces, beckoning her to join them.

"Melony, we've made arrangements for you to have your own chambers nearby," Rhaenyra says, gesturing towards the door. "We thought you might appreciate some privacy during your stay."

Melony's eyes widen in surprise and gratitude. "Thank you, Princess Rhaenyra. That's very generous of you."

Alicent nods in agreement. "Indeed, it's the least we can do to make you feel at home here in King's Landing."

With a heartfelt thank you, Melony follows Rhaenyra and Alicent out of the chambers, eager to see her new quarters and continue her adventures in the capital.

—-

As Jaehaerys leads Vaelar to his chambers, they engage in lively conversation, catching up on old times and sharing tales of their adventures since they last met. Their camaraderie is evident as they reminisce about their shared experiences and discuss the events unfolding in King's Landing.

Before long, Lord Corlys joins them, his presence adding an air of gravitas to the gathering. As they settle into the comfortable surroundings of Jaehaerys's chambers, they exchange greetings and pleasantries, their conversation turning to more serious matters.

Jaehaerys begins by recounting his discussion with Daemon regarding the potential conquest of not only the Stepstones and Lys but also Myr and Tyrosh. He outlines the strategic advantages and challenges of such an ambitious endeavor, emphasizing the need for careful planning and coordination.

As they deliberate on strategies to garner support for their cause and ensure a favorable outcome, Lord Corlys offers his insights into the political dynamics of the Free Cities and the potential alliances that could be forged. He suggests reaching out to influential figures and leveraging existing connections to rally support for their campaign.

Vaelar, drawing on his experiences in Essos, provides valuable perspective on the military tactics and logistical challenges involved in a multi-front campaign. He offers suggestions for coordinating naval and land forces, as well as securing supply lines and reinforcements.

Together, they map out a comprehensive strategy that encompasses diplomatic outreach, military preparedness, and logistical planning.

With the discussions concluded and plans set in motion, Jaehaerys reaches for a decanter of whiskey, pouring generous servings for himself, Lord Corlys, and Vaelar. As he raises his glass, the rich aroma of the aged spirit fills the air, adding a sense of warmth to the chamber.

"To our shared endeavors," Jaehaerys declares, his voice resonant with determination. "May our actions be guided by wisdom, courage, and the spirit of unity. Together, we shall navigate the challenges ahead and emerge victorious in our pursuit of a better future for the realm."

With a nod of agreement from Lord Corlys and Vaelar, they clink their glasses together, the sound echoing softly in the room. As they savor the smooth taste of the whiskey, they are united in purpose. As they continue to strategize late into the night, their resolve remains unyielding, setting the stage for the future of the realm.

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