It had been a peaceful day in King's Landing as Rhaenyra had looked out at the city below. How the small folk rushed around, doing their jobs or having fun. But in the matter of 30 minutes, that peace had been destroyed...

Humongous objects had appeared in the atmospher, casting large shadows on the ground as they blocked out the sun. The sudden appearances of the objects had caused the city to go into pure chaos as people screamed that the gods had come to punish them.

Then smaller objects, hundreds of them, maybe thousands of them all flew from the objects and descended all across the 7 kingdoms flying in squadrons as they secured the airspace. And from many reports from days after, these objects were deadly. Having destroyed many towns who tried to shoot them down with these bright green beams of magic they call it.

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Currently, Rhaenyra is stood nearby her father, Viserys - who is sat on the Iron Throne as the guards open the throne room's large doors. As they do, white armoured soldiers holding these odd objects (that have also been said to fire red beams of magic at people) surrounding this one person, whom looks quite important.

All of her father's guards are on edge, their hands on their swords incase of something bad happening. But this was a negotiation meeting, to see what these foreigners wanted. Rhaenyra's violet eyes watch as the person steps towards her father, ignoring his guards and begin to speak.