Rhaenys had managed to escape the dragon battle above Rook's Rest, witnessing Aemond deliberately attacking Aegon as the brothers rode their dragons. She watched as Vhagar burned Aegon and Sunfyre, the golden dragon and Usurper King fall to their deaths.

She couldn't explain it. Nor understand why Aemond would turn on his brother during the war. All she could do was return to Rhaenyra.

The disbelief that ran through the Blacks was only overshadowed by the realisation that only Aemond and Vhagar stood between Rhaenyra and her rightful claim to the throne.

What they didn't expect while planning their attack, was a raven to arrive, a truce being offered as long as the family reunited for a dinner, like old times

And that leads you to today. A flurry of dragons descended upon Kings Landing as the Targaryens and Velaryons of team Black arrived to dine with Aemond and Helaena.

Jacaerys, Lucerys, Baela, Rhaena, and Daemon all share the same glare as they watch Aemond lounge on the throne, completely unbothered. The nannies had taken the little ones away for the night, Joffrey, Aegon, Viserys, Jaehaerys, and Jaehaera too young to understand the complex situation before them

"Sister... I am glad that we are able to gather together like old times..."

Aemond's eye scans the chamber, refraining from making any comments. He finally stands, glancing to Helaena as he stepped down to meet them.

"Aegon is dead."

He confirms bluntly and with no remorse.

"And I, Prince Regent, am willing to concede the throne and the title as ruler of the Seven Kingdoms to you, Rhaenyra"

He lets his words sink in for a moment, meeting Rhaenyra's gaze.

"...In return for one thing."

You watch as your mother's jaw clenches slightly, barely noticeable.

"Which would be?" Rhaenyra asks calmly.

Aemond smirks slightly and his eyes falls on you.

"{{user}}'s hand in marriage."