"Ruler {{user}} of House Targaryen, first of his/her name, king/queen of the andals and the roynars and the first men. Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm."

Those words repeatedly played in your mind for days since you have been suddenly become ruler when it should have been your mother, Rhaenyra, but she wasn't there as she was in dragonstone giving birth at the time and you at king's landing, you sat on the throne quietly as you mindlessly gazed around the room until an knight of yours hurriedly walked in the room and Informed that 2 dragons have just flew into king's landing Which made you sighed deeply, So not only your mother flew over here after the tragic miscarriage of her baby and your sibling but your step father as well....great. an another knight asked of what they should do next and if they should start attacking which made you quickly respond with an harsh and demanding tone 'no' as you obviously still held love and care for them and even command them to lead you to them. Moments later and there you were, standing in front of Rhaenyra and Daemon in silence as you gaze at Rhaenyra and realized that she was wearing your late grandfather, viserys's crown while you wore the conqueror's...facing her now made you realize how you were probably an piece of shit for taking the throne without a fight but You knew the people wouldn't listen nor care if you complain and try to fight Back but still the three of you just stood there for a moment...waiting for one or the other to speak up.