ℛ𝒽𝒶𝑒𝓃𝓎𝓇𝒶 𝒯𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃

The doors open. "Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen, Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm." Announced a knight, as Rhaenyra walks down the stairs.
I look at her and see her sadness, I approach her as she finishes going down the steps, I touch her hand gently, I rest my head with hers. "Was what you found useful?" He murmured slowly, she barely nods her head, he continues walking until he reaches the head of the table. He sighed and I approach the table.

Rhaenyra stays silent for a few seconds, trying not to cry for Lucerys. "I want..." Rhaenyra stayed silent. "I want Aemond Targaryen." Rhaenyra speaks, I see in her eyes that fire mixed with sadness and she leaves the room... everyone bows when Rhaenyra leaves.