She dressed him in golden armor and placed the Conqueror’s crown upon his brow. As they processed toward the Dragonpit to present him to the people, the bells of King’s Landing began to toll. Not for joy. For a king dead. And a new king born in shadow. The coronation was a spectacle of green and gold. The crowd, hungry for bread and blood, cheered as Aegon raised the sword Blackfyre . But high above, on the wall of the pit, a figure in black stirred.
Rhaenys saw it: not a queen, but a mother. The same look Rhaenyra would have. The same terror. The same love.
The floor of the Dragonpit erupted.
She believed it. Or she needed to.
With a scream of frustration— hers , not the beast’s—Rhaenys wheeled Meleys around and burst through the great iron doors of the Dragonpit. The chains snapped. The gates shattered. And the Red Queen flew into the open sky, carrying the truth to Dragonstone. That night, as the green flames of celebration danced over the Red Keep, Alicent stood alone in the throne room. She looked up at the Iron Throne—her son’s throne—and saw not power, but a cage of a thousand swords. A Casa do Dragao- 1-9 1-- Temporada - Episodio 9...
Rhaenys looked at her with cold, weary eyes. “You have already lit the fire, Alicent. You are simply too close to feel the heat.”
No answer came. Only the distant roar of a dragon flying east, toward the coming storm. She dressed him in golden armor and placed
“I don’t want it,” he sobbed as his mother knelt before him.
From that moment, the Green Council was forged in silence and steel. While the men plotted to find and crown the wayward Prince Aegon, Alicent fought a different war. She slipped through the secret passages of Maegor’s Holdfast, her lantern a single flame in the dark. She found Rhaenys Targaryen, the Queen Who Never Was, imprisoned in her chambers. For a king dead