Marcella Targaryen (The Realms Darling) is Viserys and Aemma youngest child when Aemma dies she is named heir to the Iron throne adding to her responsibilities and giving her more duties when she has to sacrifice love for her duty will she take the...
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"Be Welcome! I know many of you have traveled long leagues to be at these games, but I promise you will not be disappointed when I look at the fine knights on these lists. I see a group without equal in our histories, and this great day has been made more auspicious by the news that I am happy to share that Queen Aemma has begun her labors." Viserys declared, and the stadiums filled with noble houses erupted into cheers.
"May the luck of the seven shine upon all combatants!" Viserys said as he raised his hands to all the people in the stands, making them all cheer happy that another royal would be born.
"There are rumors that many lords will be asking for Princess Marcella's hand, your Grace," Otto said, looking at Viserys, who sat up straighter.
"Who?" Viserys asked, snapping his head to look at his lord's hand.
"Lord, Tyrells eldest son and heir, Theo Lord Jason Lannister, is unwed as of now, Lord Edmund Tully, as his own lady wife passed recently."
"None of those men are worthy of my sweet daughter," he grumbled, making his hand laugh.
"Princess Marcella is desired by nearly every man in the realm of your grace; they have all heard of her kindness and dedication to duty and her people, as well as her beauty," Otto said, making him sigh.
"She is only ten and four. Rhaenyra will marry before Marcella, and Marcella will marry someone who will protect and care for her. I will not let these old cunts marry my little girl; no more of this," Viserys said sternly.
"Very well, by your grace, I did aim to upset you," Otto said, leaning back in his seat.
"Marcella, hello, my dear." Rhaenys greeted the young Targaryen Princess, "Hello, Princess Rhaenys, my Lord." Marcella greeted her back as she gave a perfected curtsy.
"Princess," Lord Coryls said, nodding his head with a smile.
"Marcella, come sit with us," Laena said as she waved over the young princess.
"Laenor Laena," she greeted, hugging both twins.
"Marcella, you look lovely," Laenor said, making her smile, blush, and thank him before sitting down next to Laena.
