Chapter 9 Sisterly Bonds and Conversation.

Placing her sword back on the rack, she walked away from the training field towards her own chambers.

As she walked forward she casually mumbled "Sign-in" Valarissa did so as she wasn't expecting anything great.

(Ding!, Congratulations to the host. you have gained a Cargo Container)

She was stund by the reward she got but before she could think about the rewards she understood what she had done, the system doens't have inventory which mean the reward once recived would be immediately send out by the system.

Current she was walking towards her room while their was none around her if the container were to appear here in the small coridor then it would surely create a scene and attaract attention.

Her mind raced hard and just when container was about to fall, she opened the jade space with her thought the container entered the space as soon as it materialised leaving no sign of it's excistance.

Breathing a sigh and reminding to find a suitable place to sign-in from now on she rushed much faster to her room.

Upon her return, Elena and Grace were already there, accompanied by other maids, ready with hot water and a new dress for her to change into.

"Elena, starting today, I will be training both in the morning and evening. Please prepare hot water accordingly," Valarissa instructed.

Elena acknowledged with a nod, her gaze filled with admiration for her mistress. "Certainly, Princess, I will ensure all arrangements are made for your training sessions."

Valarissa expressed her gratitude with a grateful smile towards Elena, then shifted her attention to Grace, who presented the new dress. The gown was a stunning creation, crafted from flowing silk and embellished with intricate embroidery. Valarissa admired the gown, although she had reservations about its comfort. She already had numerous designs in mind for her future attire, yet she responded to Grace with a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Grace," she expressed, accepting the dress from her maid's hands. "Your taste is impeccable."

Grace blushed, clearly delighted by the compliment. "It was my pleasure, princess. I believed this dress would suit you perfectly."

"Your word's are true but, I would be going out of the red keep and may need to tour the city so, for now bring something more suitable for that"

"Yes my princess" Grave replied with visible deflation in her pride just now.

Before preparing for her bath she send the rest of the maid's out and glanced at Elena and Grace as she spoke" Elena, Grace both you have been my maids since I was young, and all these year of relationship you the closest to me after my family can I trust you, can I belive that you are truly loyal to me ?"

Hearing the question both were slightly confused but they said with determination nevertheless" We are and will always be loyal to you princess "

"Then don't resist" Valarissa said as he touched both Elena and Grace and activated the skill Branding.

Valarissa suddenly felt a large part of her accumulated mana was absorbed by the skill and immediately on the chest of the two maid a three headed dragon sign of the Targaryen family was formed with a blood red glow before vanishing.

"Princess!,. Princess! are feeling unwell ?" Elena asked seeing the princess hold thier arms and stand in a daze.

Valarissa smile gently as he glanced at the two, after he used the ability he now completely understood the ability, the branding would be painless and effortless if the Branded person is truly loyal and have no resistance but if not the person would go through extreme pain before the skill fails.

Nodding to her two loyal maids, Valarissa was preparing for her bath, the guard informed her of Rhaenyra's arrival. Without any hesitation, she welcomed her inside.

"Oh!" Rhaenyra exclaimed unconsciously, her gaze fixed on the naked Valarissa. It seemed that Valarissa had become even more beautiful in terms of her appearance, figure, and assets.

"Is it just me, or do you look different, my sister?" Rhaenyra inquired.

"Different? " Valarissa echoed, a mischievous expression on her face. "Are you suggesting that I have become more beautiful, sister?" Valarissa playfully asked, proudly showcasing her blossoming curves that were now the same size as Rhaenyra's twelve-year-old self.

Rhaenyra blushed at her sister's boldness, but couldn't help but admire Valarissa's confidence. "Indeed, sister," she replied, her voice filled with awe. "You have blossomed into a true beauty. Your curves are enchanting, and your figure is nothing short of perfection."

Valarissa's laughter resonated through the room, its melodious notes filling the air. "Oh, Rhaenyra, you always have a way with words," she playfully remarked. As she dipped her hand into the steaming water, Valarissa felt no sensation of heat or coldness. The temperature seemed perfectly normal to her, a testament to the Targaryen blood running through her veins, granting her a growing immunity to fire, much like the legendary Mother of Dragons, Daenerys, in the later seasons but not the excate level as ignoring fire completely.

Immersing herself in the warm water, she extended her congratulations to Rhaenyra. "Congratulations, sister. Father informed me of considering your appointment as the heir to the Seven Kingdoms and the Iron Throne, if confirmed it would make you the first Targaryen Queen to ever ascend the throne. It is truly a remarkable achievement that will be remembered throughout history."

Rhaenyra's eyes sparkled with pride and gratitude as she accepted her sister's congratulations. "Thank you, Valarissa," she replied, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and determination. "It is a great responsibility, and while I am ready to take on the challenges that lie ahead. Our family's legacy will continue to thrive under my rule.

I will never be enough for him, he would mostlikely select uncle Deamon as the next heir."

Valarissa nodded, her silver-blonde hair cascading down her back as she leaned back in the water. "I have no doubt that you will be a wise and just ruler, Rhaenyra and have more confidence in our father sister. The blood of the dragon flows strong in our veins, and it has always guided us towards greatness."

"However, if he did end up naming you heir, being the first female heir brings numerous challenges, and while attaining the iron throne would grant you immense power. Yet, with this power comes even greater responsibilities towards yourself, your family, your subordinates, and the entire kingdom and its people," Valarissa stated with utmost seriousness.

"I comprehend, sister. I am fully aware of this and while I will not disappoint our father's expectations why talk about something that will never happen ?" Rhaenyra enquiried.