Game of Thrones: I Am The Heir For A Day

Chapter 105: Rhaenyra’s Conditions

Chapter 105: Rhaenyra’s Conditions

"I said I could help her. My dragon and I are enough to quell any rebellion," Rhaegar stated confidently.

He was haunted by his dreams, unsure why Rhaenyra had suffered so.

But he knew one thing for sure: as long as he stood by Rhaenyra's side, they were safe. They were born of fire and nothing could stop them.

Viserys glared at his eldest son, seething with anger. That ungrateful wretch. He was offering him the throne!

Daemon would even go so far as to seduce his own niece and murder his nephew just to get a chance at the crown.

While Rhaegar, the eldest son and rightful heir, seemed uninterested in it.

Maybe Rhaenyra didn't want the throne either.

But it didn't matter; Rhaegar was still too young to understand the allure of power. At some point, he'll understand the importance of being an heir.

Viserys sneered, his voice forceful. "Changing the heir is not a suggestion, it is an order for you and Rhaenyra! No one can refuse the King's will!"

Rhaegar stood his ground, meeting his father's gaze with stubbornness. "I will not obey. You cannot force the position of heir on me."

"You would defy me as well, Rhaegar?" Viserys raised an eyebrow, his eyes darkening.

"If your orders mean hurting Rhaenyra, then yes, I will," Rhaegar replied.

"Very well," Viserys said coldly. "Both of you siblings have defied your father and your king. You are truly brave."

The scene of Rhaegar defending Rhaenyra seemed to agitate Viserys further, a chilling coldness flashing under his eyes.

He aimed his words like a spear at Rhaenyra. "Rhaenyra, your brother has learned from your capriciousness, and that is one of the things I find most infuriating."

Rhaenyra turned her face away, scowling. She felt like she was just a pawn in this family struggle, a victim of the political machinations.

She knew that whatever she said would be wrong, so there was no point in speaking.

She was caught between defending her brother and her father's harsh decree. She was at a crossroads, uncertain of her future.

Viserys' gaze shifted back to Rhaegar. "I will not tolerate your defiance. If you disobey my will, you will face consequences you cannot imagine."

Rhaegar looked confused, not understanding why his father was acting this way.

Viserys continued, "As a heir, Rhaenyra's marriage has always been a big deal."

"Alas..." Viserys sighed deeply, feeling his eldest son's resistance.

He turned to Rhaenyra and hesitantly asked, "Rhaenyra, what do you say?"

His stance with Rhaegar was clear, but now it was Rhaenyra's turn to take a stand.

"The heirship is Rhaegar's, and I will return it to him and support him as he has supported me," Rhaenyra said without hesitation, holding back her sobs.

At this point, the status of a heir no longer mattered. With Rhaegar's words, despite her thousand reluctances, she was satisfied.

It was enough.

"Rhaenyra!"

Rhaegar shouted, unwilling to accept her decision.

Rhaenyra shook her head vigorously, choking back her tears. "Rhaegar, from the moment I became heir, I've fought against prejudice. I wanted to be a beloved queen, to abolish unjust rules, to establish a new order."

"But I don't have the wisdom of a true queen, nor the sensitivity of Aunt Rhaenys."

"You're my brother, and I can't accept you sacrificing your life to fulfill my ideals."

She might not have the wisdom to be a great ruler, but she wasn't blind. Rhaegar was better suited to be the heir. He was speaking for her benefit, and she couldn't just take over his life.

At this moment, she had to stand up for her brother.

Rhaegar's eyes reddened as he said softly, "Rhaenyra..."

"Don't get emotional, I have my own plans."

Rhaenyra wiped away her tears and took him into her arms. She turned to their father, staring him down. "As compensation for stepping aside, you must fulfill my conditions."

"As part of the deal, you have to meet my conditions."

Viserys stood there, silent, gripping the round table. It was as if he were in a different time and place from his children. He wasn't sure if he'd made the right call in removing his daughter's heirship and replacing it with his eldest son’s.

This was in line with his character—when he faced a problem, he was prone to self-doubt.

He snapped back to reality when he heard his daughter speak. His eyes were a little vacant until Rhaenyra repeated herself.

He nodded repeatedly and smiled in a conciliatory manner. "I've already got a solution for you."