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THE PRINCESS OF DRAGONSTONE

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Lady Alicent Hightower (13) arrival to KingsLanding

Her smile made him smile.

She looked so beautiful…

Then of course, his eyes landed on the small bundle on Rhaenyra’s arms.

“She does not even have enough shame to wear black.” Rhaenyra thought.

Instead, the queen wore dark green velvet with long sleeves, richly decorated with golden thread and cloth of gold. Her dark hair was pulled up in the style of the capital, and jewels glowed on her ears, neck, and hands. She smiled as she saw Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra gave her no more than an empty stare. 

The Realm's Delight on her merry way to make a statement

-My love, our daughter steals the attention of all the men here. Although I would have chosen another gown for the occasion. Black is a colour best suited for widows, princess. - she said, turning directly to Rhaenyra. - I think our daughter would have looked far better in a lighter tone. Perhaps pink, or even a lavender coloured dress. Don’t you agree, Viserys?

-I think my beautiful girl would look good in any colour.

Rhaenyra suppressed the urge to speak her mind to the queen, at least fully.-Black and red are the colours of a Targaryen, your grace. - she says. - There is no surprise to be had at my choice.

Even if you count usurpation a reclaiming of birthright rather than a declaration of war, it would still be the greens that started the war.

Not the event of Blood & Cheese. Not Daemon. And certainly Rhaenyra.

“Lucerys Velaryon died with his dragon. The prince was thirteen years of age. His body was never found. And with his death, the war of ravens and envoys and marriage pacts came to an end, and the war of fire and blood began in earnest.”

Clearly stated. It was Aemond, a member of the greens that started this war. He killed a CHILD, a envoy to his rival, because his week male ego and pride was hurt.

Both Alicent and Otto are recorded as being of the consequences that will soon follow. The usurper thought this was “a good beginning.” Even throwing Aemond a great feast for killing a child.

As the queen was making arrangements for Viserra’s departure from King’s Landing, the princess traded clothes with one of her maids to escape the guards who had been assigned to keep her out of mischief, and slipped from the Red Keep for what she termed “one last night of laughter before I go and freeze.”