Dragons Fury (Of Black and Red rewrite)

The Beginning Of The End

The day of the tourney had finally come, and King Viserys couldn't be happier because his wife had gone into labor and his second son was to compete in this tourney.

Every lord and lady of the Realm had come to witness the tourney and every knight that could have participated. The spectators cheered loudly as they waited for their king to speak.

"Be welcome, I know many of you have traveled long leagues to be at these games, but I promise you will not be disappointed. When I look at the fine knights in these lists, I see a group without equal in our histories. This great day has been made more auspicious by the news that I am happy to share - Queen Aemma has begun her labors!" The audience applauded and cheered. "May the luck of the Seven shine upon all combatants!"

Alicent, who sat next to Rhaenyra, was nervous. Her brother was competing today, and she very well how dangerous these tourneys can get.

Taeron sat next to Rhaenyra. He didn't really care for this tourney, only his mother. Otto sat next to the king.

The clashing began as Vaegon and Daemon unhorsed many knights wasting no time at all, they didn't care for honor and respect, especially Vaegon, he came here to have fun, and his definition of fun was hurting anyone in sight.

They've seen a knight who also was very skilled. "A mystery knight?" Rhaenyra asked.

"No, a Cole, of the Stormlands." Alicent answered.

"I've never heard of House Cole." Rhaenyra said.

"I doubt that is a house. He must be a common-born, a son of a steward or something." Taeron said and watched him. "The man is impressive."

Just then, Boremond Baratheon rode up to the royal pavilion. "Princess Rhaenys Targaryen, I would humbly ask for the favor of the Queen who never was." He said arrogantly.

Princess Rhaenys got up and threw her favor on his Lance. "Good fortune to you, cousin."

"I would gladly take it if I thought I needed it." He said, bursting with confidence.

Rhaenys smiled and went back to sit with her husband.

"You could have that Baratheons tongue for that." Otto whispered to the King.

"Tongues will not change the succession." Viserys waved it off. "Let them wag." The king noticed a small smirk from Taeron.

"Something funny, son?" Viserys asked.

"He's going to see his arse." Taeron said, looking at Lord Boremund.

"Lord Stokeworths daughter is promised to that young Tarly squire." Rhaenyra started to gossip.

"Lord Massey's son?" Alicent inquired.

"Mm-hm, I've heard they're to be married as soon as he wins his knighthood." Rhaenyra confirmed.

"Best, get on with it. I heard Lady Elinore hiding a swollen belly beneath her dress." Alicent said, and Rhaenyra gave her a look of disbelief.

Taeron listened to his sister and her friend gossip, and he enjoyed that more than this tourney, he was on the edge because he was worried about his mother, he didn't want to be here, he wanted to make sure that she was fine.

Lord Boremond had been unhorsed by the Cole knight, and the crowd enjoyed it even though the king was having fun. Viserys laughed that Taerons prediction came true.

Rhaenyra called Ser Harrold. "What do you know of Ser Criston Cole, Ser Harrold?"

"I'm told Ser Criston is common-born." The old knight told her as he knelt down to her level. "Son of lord Dondarrions steward, but other than that, and the fact that he's just unhorsed both of the Baratheon lads, I couldn't say."