Chapter 85

Despite the agreement to face the common enemy, the alliance between the wildlings and the northerners remained fragile. Lingering disputes and mistrust kept them isolated from each other, and the only gesture of unity was the sharing of essential resources. Bahamut, observing the situation, found this compromise to be better than he had anticipated.

Recognizing the North's scarcity of resources, particularly with winter approaching, Bahamut decided to inform Aegon about the current state of affairs. He also instructed Maester Aemon to send messages to other Lord Paramounts, notifying them of the impending disaster. While he expected that most lords would respond to his call, he knew that some were wary of the new king's wrath, unaware that the true fear was Bahamut himself.

Upon returning to King's Landing, Rhaenys immediately sought Bahamut, unaware of his recent transformations and the unfolding events. Aegon, momentarily forgetful of the changes during her absence, failed to update her on the recent happenings.

In the midst of the uncertainty, a confrontation arose between a Dothraki warrior who had accompanied Daenerys and a Yitish warrior. The tension escalated to the brink of violence, and if not for the Dothraki's status as Aegon's guest, the dispute might have turned deadly.

Daenerys, embodying the strength of her Targaryen heritage, stepped forward to quell the rising turmoil. Her silver hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her violet eyes commanded attention. With a raised hand, she silenced the escalating tension in the courtyard.

"I am Daenerys Targaryen, of House Targaryen, and I demand respect for my people," she declared, her voice firm. She turned to the fallen Dothraki warrior and addressed him in their native tongue, "Kash azhoon anhaan, haji!" (As my bloodriders, rise!) The Dothraki, recognizing her authority, promptly stood ready.

Amidst the unfolding drama, Aegon and Rhaenys emerged from the Red Keep, drawn by the commotion within the walls of King's Landing.

As Aegon and Rhaenys approached the scene, Daenerys turned to them, her expression a mix of determination and frustration. Aegon, wearing the crown of the new king, and Rhaenys, both took in the situation.

"What's happening here?" Aegon asked, his tone firm.

Daenerys gestured towards her bloodrider and explained, "There was a misunderstanding. My men entered the city, and a soldier took offense. It escalated into a fight."

Aegon didn't mind Daenerys not addressing him respectfully, as he was aware she had lived among the Dothraki and might not be accustomed to courtly courtesy. He raised an eyebrow, addressing the Dothraki with a stern look. "We expect guests to respect the customs of our city. But," he turned to the Yitish warrior, "we also cannot have our residents attacking guests without cause."

The Yitish warrior, still visibly angered, spoke in his own defense but with a touch of respect. "Your Grace, he's not a guest; he's a barbarian. We can't have savages roaming freely within the city walls."

Rhaenys, ever the diplomat, stepped forward. "We appreciate your concern for the city's safety, but we must also respect the traditions of those who come to our lands. Daenerys, can you ensure that your Dothraki companion understands the customs and expectations of King's Landing?"

Daenerys nodded. "Of course, Rhaenys. I'll make sure he abides by the rules. We don't want unnecessary tensions."

Aegon sighed, "Good. We have enough challenges to face without internal conflicts. Let us keep the peace.".

Then Rhaenys, sensing the need to bridge the gap, turned to Aegon and gestured towards Daenerys. "Aegon, meet your aunt, Daenerys Targaryen. Daenerys, this is Aegon Targaryen, your nephew and the new king of the Seven Kingdoms."

Daenerys and Aegon exchanged a nod of acknowledgment. Daenerys, still maintaining a regal demeanor, greeted Aegon, "Your Grace."

Aegon, offered a warm smile. "No need for formalities, Daenerys. Anyway Welcome to King's Landing, Daenerys. You are family, and this city is your home.".

Daenerys, despite her initial reservations, offered a small but genuine smile. "Thank you, Aegon. I hope we can work together for the good of our family and the realm.".

At that moment, Varys approached with his usual quiet demeanor, gathering the attention of both Aegon, Rhaenys, and Daenerys. He bowed slightly before speaking, "My king, my lady, there is news regarding Lord Bahamut. He was last seen in the North."

Aegon's eyes narrowed slightly, questioning, "In the North? What business does Pop have there?"

Varys, ever cryptic, replied, "That remains unclear, my king. The whispers speak of wildlings, dragons, and a force gathering beyond the Wall. It seems Bahamut has taken an interest in the affairs of the North."

Concern etched across Aegon's face didn't escape Rhaenys's keen eyes. She voiced the question on both their minds, "Why the North? What draws him there?"

Varys spoke carefully and respectfully, "It's not for us to understand the motivations of a being like Lord Bahamut, my king. His ways are beyond our comprehension."

However, Aegon's concern lingered, particularly regarding Bahamut's sudden interest in his half-brother, Jon. The lack of information about the entire situation in the North left him irritated and uneasy.