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A true Targaryen

"Dear sister, I'm sure you already know, but Viserys is dead, he deserved it but my heart is still broken for him

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"Dear sister, I'm sure you already know, but Viserys is dead, he deserved it but my heart is still broken for him. My only brother and the only family I had.

And I should also tell you that King Robert tried to kill me yesterday, he sent a wine merchant to give me poisoned wine, Ser Jorah saved me. And after that Drogo promised our son the Seven Kingdoms, and I couldn't be happier, I know I will see you soon dear sister.

Love,

Dany."

     After reading the raven Rhaella felt both happy and enraged, she was happy she would see her sister soon, but she was angry at the King, how dare he send a wine merchant to kill her sister? But before she could concentrate much on those thoughts she was interrupted by a maid telling her Robb needed her in the great hall. The girl walked towards the great hall imagining what Robb needed her for, when she got there she encountered Robb and Maester Luwin standing, and Theon sitting by Robb, the three of them looked serious and Robb had a letter on his hand.

     "Sansa sent us a raven today, I was waiting for you to start reading it," Robb explained to her. As Robb read his facial expression change to complete anger. "Treason? They are charging my father with treason. Sansa wrote this?" the boy asked, angrily.

     "What?" Rhaella asked, confused.

     "It is your sister's hand, but the Queen's words" Maester Luwin said.

     "You are summoned to King's Landing to swear fealty to the new King" the Maester told Robb.

     Rhaella rolled her eyes and said "of course he is."
"Joffrey puts my father in chains, and now he wants his ass kissed?" Robb said, but his expression gave away how angry he was.

     "This is a royal command, my Lord" Maester Luwin explained to the Lord of Winterfell. "If you should refuse to obey-" the Maester started, but Robb interrupted him.

     "I won't refuse," the boy said. "His Grace summons to King's Landing, I will go to King's Landing" the boy said determined.

     At this time Rhaella got up and said "no you are not, they will put you in chains just like your father."

     Robb crumpled the paper in his hand and said "not alone." At this time Robb turned to Maester Luwin and said "Call the banners."

     Theon looked up at Robb and smirked, the Maester looked surprised at Robb and said "all of the, my Lord?"

     "They have all sworn to defend my father, have they not?" The oldest Stark asked.

     "They have" the Maester confirmed.

     "Now we see what their words are worth," the boy told the old man.

     Maester Luwin just nodded his head and whispered a soundless 'yeah', then he turned to Rhaella and asked "what do you think of this?"

     The girl turned to him with an unreadable expression, with almost a smirk on her face, and answered "what is it that my father used to say? Burn them all," that was all she said but it was more than enough for the three men to know she was angry.

     Maester Luwin left the room to call the bannermen and Robb sat by Theon, while Rhaella sat in front of them.

     Theon looked at Robb and asked "are you afraid?"

     Robb didn't know how to answer at first but then he looked down at his hand which was shaking and said "I must be."

     "Good" it was what Theon said.

     "Why is that good?" Robb asked, confused.

     This time Rhaella answered the boy "it means you are not stupid."

     After their conversation hundreds of ravens left Winterfell, calling all of their bannermen. War was coming, and Rhaella had known this for a while now, but she had no idea that Robb and the North would be directly involved in it.

     Theon, Robb and Rhaella went their separate ways after eating, Robb went to the Godswood to clear his head, Theon probably went to a brothel, and Rhaella went to her room.

     In her room Rhaella opened the chest that contained her dragon eggs, she lit candles around them, so she could see them better, Rhaella looked at them for hours as if she was asking them for help on what to do, hoping they would magically hatch so she could help Robb in this war that was to come.

     Rhaella reached down to grab the purple egg, and when she did she hit the flame of one of the candles with her arm. The girl waited for the pain but she felt none, she only felt a warm feeling on her arm, she looked at her arm and was surprised when she saw nothing, her skin wasn't even pink where the flame hit her. Rhaella decided to try again, she put her hand on the flame this time, and nothing, she touched the flame so far she extinguished it, she sat still for a while and thought, fire cannot harm a dragon.

...

     Today was the day Robb's bannermen would get together at Winterfell to discuss their war and Rhaella knew what she had to do, show the Seven Kingdoms what a true heir looked like.

     The girl spent all day in her room, inside of a tub washing her hair, with Anne, a maid who bought really hot water for her every once in a while.

     When it was night time Rhaella was finally done she got on her best dress, a red one and she decided to walk towards the great hall, when she got close to the halls she heard men screaming.

     "Oathbreaker, is it?!" a man screamed inside of the hall. "I will not sit here and swallow insults from a boy so green he pisses grass" the man continued, at this time Rhaella heard a commotion and she heard Grey Wind growling and a man screaming, the man inside started talking again and she heard laughing, that's when she decided to walk in.

     "I see you have started without me my Lords," Rhaella said, making everyone turn to her, and when they did all of them looked starstruck, and Grey Wind walked towards the girl and she petted him. The men didn't even have to think when their eyes laid upon her they knew she was a Targaryen, the purple eyes and silver hair didn't let her hide anything, even if she tried which she wouldn't. Now Robb, Theon and Bran always thought Rhaella looked mighty and proud, but with the silver hair she looked like something else, almost godlike, not that she wasn't pretty with her dark hair, but she was born for the Targaryen silver locks. Theon thought that that was definitely her color, and he thought she should never go back, and Robb and Bran thought she looked like a proper princess, much prettier than any northerner Ladies.

     "A bloody Targaryen," Lord Glover said, holding his bloody stumps, where his fingers used to be. "Your father has been hiding a bloody Targaryen here" he pointed at Robb.

     "What should Lord Stark have done? Give a baby to Robert so he would murder me. That's very brave" the girl said, the thing about Rhaella was that when she wanted she had this air of superiority, usually when she talked to man, and the silver hair just complimented that superiority. She left the man without words, he didn't know how to answer her. Rhaella than looked at the crown staring at her in awe and said "I'm not my father, and if you hate me just for being born a Targaryen than you are no fit to be a Lord and a leader, I'm here because I probably have the best mind here, so if you are so bothered by the color of my hair, my eyes or my blood, you can leave."

     Lord Glover got up again and said "I like her" then he turned to his men, "we have a bloody Targaryen on our side for this war" he screamed, and then he started laughing, making everyone else laugh as well, and Rhaella smiled at this, and she sat down in between Robb and Theon.

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