#first!reader

Ormund helped you sit up, as your new born son was brought to you, helping you place him on your chest.

“He’s perfect”, you smiled down at him, body still aching from your labours. “Simply perfect.”

When your maid announced that your family was here, you nodded for them to be let in.

Your mother was the first to throw the doors, coming right towards you to check on you. “Your labours were not too difficult?” She asked, remembering how her own mother had struggled.

One by one each of your siblings held your child, Ormund biting his tongue as he watched his child be passed around like a royal loaf. 

“He has quite a large head.” Daemon commented. “Must be the Hightower genes.”

Ormund’s nose twitched, “His head is perfectly normal. The maesters say it will adjust in a couple of days after the labour.”

“He’s all wrinkly.” Aegon the younger commented.

“That’s how babies are.” Viserys the younger told his brother; for once not having hisnhead in a book as he peered at the baby in his brother's arms.

But the moment was ruined when one of Alicent’s ladies in waiting knocked on the door. “The Queen wishes to meet the new prince.”

Rhaenyra stood up, deciding that she had enough, she would not let that women torture and humiliate her baby the same way she had her.

But before she could do anything, Ormund spoke still beside you. “You may tell the Queen Consort, Lady Alicent Hightower-“ He emphasized the name, “Then she may do so by visiting her house's matriarch herself.”

The lady in waiting, shocked by the response flustered, “But she insisted-“

“If she insists, you may remind her of protocol. If my cousin needs such a reminder on how these things work, I will be more than happy to request a septa be brought from Oldtown to refresh her education. What little she did receive as the daughter of a second son.”

Later, Alicent summoned him to her solar, “How dare you! I am Queen-“

“You are Queen Consort. Alicent. Don’t forget that.” Ormund corrected his cousin.

“We had a plan. The Hightowers agreed that a woman on the iron throne is an abomination!” Alicent hissed.

“I know what they preach. But I also know that Rhaenyra Targaryen will sit on the iron throne once your husband passes. Then MY wife. And after her, MY son. What makes you think I would ever hand the iron throne to your drunken son, when I could crown mine instead?”

Alicent stood open mouthed, “I will not sit by and-“

“No. That is exactly what you will do.” Ormund interrupted her. “You will sit by and do nothing. Because if you ever raise your banners, or try to crown one of your welps, I will personally use everything in my disposal to crush you. You have nothing without Oldtown. No gold. No armies. All you have are baby dragons. Baby dragons that can be chained, poisoned, and killed.”

Ormund Hightower, who takes one took at Aegon the Drunken, and decides his uncle is an idiot to try and crown them. 

Ormund Hightower, who sees the bigger picture, and decides that instead of fighting for his Uncle’s blood to sit on the throne, he will fight for his own blood. So he marries the rightful Heir’s Heir; the second in line to the Iron Throne.

Ormund Hightower, who threatens Otto, maims several suitors, and begs Rhaenyra so he can marry her oldest child, her only daughter.

Ormund Hightower, who commissions a dragon pitt to be built in Oldtown, as he courts Targaryen Reader.

Ormund Hightower, who personally puts to rest questions of legitimacy by digging up papers showing that Rodrik Arryn, Queen Aemma’s father, had dark hair & dark eyes. Along with the fact that Lady Rhaenys Targaryen has dark hair as well.

Ormund Hightower, who reminds the High Septon that it is not Otto Hightower’s gold that lines his pockets, but his.

Ormund Hightower, who uses his power to send his uncle on a voyage to Dorne, to remove his influence from the red keep.

Ormund Hightower, who stops funding the Queen’s household, and instead begins to spoil his new wife.

Ormund Hightower, who planned to only use his Targaryen Wife to place his blood on the throne, but never expected to fall head over heels in love with her.

Targaryen Reader, who is Rhaenyra’s first born child. 

Targaryen Reader, who is fostered by Rhaenys every three moons of the new year, and learns the skills to be Queen.

Targaryen Reader, who knows that if she becomes Queen, she will not only be following in her mothers footsteps, but be changing the laws of Westeros completely.

Targaryen Reader, who has a mind for politics, fully understands the danger of Ormund Hightower, but also recognizes how he will be essential in completely crippling the ‘Greens’.

Targaryen Reader, who does not give up her name when marrying Ormund, but does take up the title of Lady Hightower.