𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽𝚂 || 𝚁𝙷𝙰𝙴𝙽𝚈𝚁𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙰𝚁𝚈𝙴𝙽

𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙎𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙀

°•°• "son of ser royce caron, ser desmond has proved strong and steady in both the tourney lists and without. while traveling through the kingswood on his way to king's landing— ser desmond recently brought a would be poacher to justice" rhaenyra nodded slowly saying nothing as the knight didn't quite catch her attention°•°•

°•°• "you might thank him for his leal service, princess" the princess turned her head to the new voice and she almost rolled her eyes at the sight of otto , she sighed lightly "we thank you for your loyal service to the crown ser" she smiled politely as the man bowed°•°•

°•°• "ser rymun mallister , son of lord lymond mallister of seagard , winner of the melee at cider hall . he was the last mounted of three and twenty knights—ser rymun was knighted at eight and ten" the princess was slightly impressed but it wasn't what she was looking for so she turned to ser harrold "do any of these knights have combat experience? beyond capturing poachers" she questioned°•°•

°•°• ser harrold glanced to the hand before shaking his head in deny moving on to the next knight "ser criston cole , son of the steward of the lord of blackhaven" rhaenyra looked to the man surprised,  he was the one her love beat in the tourney °•°•

°•°• "be welcome, ser criston" she smiled getting tired of this as she wished to get off her feet "you saw combat in the stormlands yes?" she asked leaning over the pillar and the knight nodded
"dornish marches princess , i fought for a year as a foot solider against the dornish incursions. ser arlan dondarrion knighted me after we razed two of the watchtowers along the boneway" rhaenyra hummed impressed as she turned to ser harrold°•°•

°•°• "i choose ser criston cole" she said getting off the stool discreetly rubbing her swoll stomach , otto looked to the princess and disagreed with her decision "let's not be too hasty princess" rhaenyra lightly rolled her eyes°•°•

°•°• "there's no doubt ser criston is a fine warrior, but houses such as crakehall and mallister are important allies of the crown" the hand said "seagard, for instance is the realm's prime defense against reavers from the iron islands" otto continued°•°•

°•°• "those men are tourney knights, my father should be defended by a man who's known real combat—should he not?" she rose her brow , otto kept his biting words to himself opting on a nod
"of course princess" he said lowly finding himself aggravated with the princess each time she got smart mouth with him°•°•

°•°• rhaenyra smiled sweetly knowing she pushed the hands buttons "well let us plan ser criston's investiture than" °•°•

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