His Dragon

King and Queen of the Narrow Sea

Rhaenyra walked to Visneya's room and found it empty she saw the note that was addressed to her read it. and ran to her father's chamber.

Rhaenyra "Visenya left."

Viserys "What do you mean she left."

Rhaenyra "She went to the step stones to help fight."

Viserys "Damn this girl. I will deal with it but you must be getting to your ship."

Rhaenyra "My sister, my future hand is fighting in a battle when she 6 and 10."

Viserys "She will be alright, I will deal with it. now go."

Rhaenyra left her father and boarded her ship to go and listen to potential proposals.

Lord Dondarrion "the wall Blackhaven are unscalable vassalstone. And the castle is surrounded by a deep, dry moat. It is well fortified against any future Dornish incursions. And though my seat may be lesser in size, it is situated most pleasingly. The view across the Marches is inspiring, so said Queen Alysanne herself when she honoured my father and I..."

Rhaenyra "And tell me, Lord Dondarrion, did you think my great-grandmother as beautiful as they say?"

Lord Dondarrion "This was half a century ago, Princess."

Rhaenyra " Yes, it was."

man "That was unseemly, Princess."

Rhaenyra  "The man is older than my father. And if my sister was here she would say something even more harsher. It's unseemly for him to put himself forward as a contender for my hand."

Man "Next!"

Rhaenyra "And now a child."

man "The Blackwoods are an ancient house with a formidable army. In the Riverlands, they once ruled as kings. The blood of the First Men still flows in their veins. Go on."

Boy " My Princess... ours is a bond that has long endured, since Lucas Blackwood, the grandsire of my grandsire, aided the Dragon in his war of conquest..."

Another boy, who looked much older had to chime in. "Aye, the Blackwoods truly turned the tide on that one"

Boy "Coursed with the blood of the First Men, our history is deeply rooted in this land, which your house has made its home. If chosen as your match, Princess... your days shall be easy and nights safe under my protection."

Another boy" "Protection"? The Princess has a dragon, you dumb cսոt."

Rhaenyra was not impressed and whispered to the man beside her "I'm now glad Visneya is not here she would have killed everyone here on their stupidity. Though Bracken! I could learn to like that one. Eh... Let us have the next so we may go to supper."

Boy " Craven." All of a sudden the boy had enough of the older boy's torment and started to fight. 

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes "We're leaving. "

Man "Sheathe that steel, you twats!"

Rhaenyra " Send word to the harbor and have Captain Oswin ready the ship."

Critson " Princess, we're due in Bitterbridge in three days' time."

Rhaneyra " I would happily row myself back to King's Landing if it brought an end to this ridiculous pageant."

All of sudden they heard groans and exclaiming. Rhaenyra looked back and saw the younger boy stab the older body.

Criston "Don't look, Princess."

Rhaenyra boarded her ship as Ser Criston  followed behind her

Criston "We should make landfall inside the hour, Princess."