"Entering now is his highness Prince Arrax and Ser Barristan Selmy!"
An attendant standing near the entrance of the great hall of the Red Keep announced in a powerful voice as murmurs from moving servants came to a complete halt.
The doors opened wide as a young four-year-old boy with platinum hair, white skin and purple ruby-like eyes made himself prominent as all eyes turned to look at the smart young boy.
Walking just behind to his right was Ser Barristan Selmy, wearing his plain yet unstained white cloak and armour. The knight simply walked behind the prince as they reared the table with a flurry of different foods bearing atop it.
The layout was simple their was the Iron Throne, A chair to its right and left at the ends of the table, and a chair facing directly opposite the Iron Throne.
Sitting at the Iron Throne was Aerys the Second, wearing prominently atop his head the crown of the seven kingdoms, with his wife Rhaella Targaryen sitting to his right and to the left sat the young yet unmistakable prince Rhaegar Targaryen.
All three sets of eyes locked upon Arrax as the small child reared for the seat directly opposite to his father's.
"My Boy!"
Aerys called out as he stood from the throne, cutting Arrax's ascent up the stairs and to his chair.
The king moved rapidly as he went to pick up the young prince.
"Father?"
Arrax called out mildly in shock over what was happening. At first, Arrax, within his mind, contemplated.
'Shouldn't my supposed father be mad? Why is he acting like a normal father?'
Aerys acted swiftly, picking up the young boy and inspecting every inch of the boy as a female voice came from behind him.
"Aerys, my love, please calm down."
Rhaella spoke with worry and mild embarrassment as Aerys looked around to see many, from the simple servants to the kingsguards looking in second hand embarresment over the kings degragation of himself.
Aerys stood as he dusted his gowns with his hands, and he motioned for Arrax to sit.
Being freed from his supposed 'fathers' loving hands, he sat quietly in his seat directly opposite to his father as silence filled the hall.
"Ser Barristan, step forward."
Aerys spoke as all Targaryens present looked towards the king's guard.
"Yes, your majesty."
Barristan called out as he knelt, only barely being above where the king could see his white-armoured shoulders.
"I would like to thank you for saving my son."
Aerys spoke with pride as he motioned towards Rhaella.
"Both my wife and I are pleased and thankful to the gods for your swift intervention in the attempted assassination of my son."
"It was only my duty, my king."
Barristan responded as he knelt even lower, making King Aerys and Rhaella smile.
Suddenly, however, the room turned cold. Ser Gerold Hightower entered, flanked by two kingsguards men.
"Your majesty!"
Gerold spoke rapidly yet with power as a trio of beaten and battered men and children were forced into the great hall.
"Father?"
Arrax spoke towards Aerys as Arrax had a face with open pondering on it as he looked upon the group of obvious commoners.
"We have captured the family members of Serra Waters, from her husband to her children, who are all present."
Arrax looked at the two young children bearly if not only a year at most older than himself.
"Kill them all and hang their heads in front of the minor entrance towards the sleeping area for the servants."
Aerys spoke quickly and with such a swift judgment that Arrax couldn't catch it.
"Please you majesty my wife would never touch the prince, let alone attempt to kill him!"
The father yelled with desperation before a king's guard, in a single action, punched the father in the gut, crumpling the man to the ground.
"Father!", "No!"
Two small children's voices screamed as they watched their father collapse into a ball.
Arrax twitched slightly, watching the scene as Ser Gerold looked at the king before looking back towards the children.
"It will be done, your majesty."
The whole procession seemed as if it had happened a hundred times before, with Rhaella not giving a single hint of guilt as she began eating off her plate.
"Please wait, father!"
Arrax spoke quickly, his small voice echoing in the great hall as every pair of eyes set upon him like he had slapped the king.
Aerys looked at his youngest son before looking at his wife, who responded with a slight nod.
"Yes, my son?"
"Let the children serve me instead of killing them."
Silence took hold of the hall as Rhaeger, silent until this point, let out a sniffle of laughter.
"Please, brother thats one of the most childish requests I have ever heard!"
Eyes turned to Rhaegar, the king's eldest son, who was just seven summers old.
"Why should we let the children of a assasain be left with the second son, please? I get you are still four, but come on."
Rhaegar broke into laughter as he looked at his younger brother.
"And you are seven Rhaeger, we are both children, and if I remember, I asked father, not you."
Arrax twated back, causing Rhaegar's halt in laughter and a sniffle of laughter through the servents tanding along the walls of the great hall.
"You Bra-"
"Stop!"
Rhaegar was cut off mid-sentence as Aerys shouted.
The two brothers looked at their father as Aerys continued.
"I'll let one live, Arrax, although I believe the innocence of children, they are still the children of the woman who attempted to kill you."
Arrax gulped instinctively as he didn't expect a simple sentence towards Baristan would result in the killing of an innocent father and child.
"You may choose one to live."
Aerys spoke with indiscretion as it seemed he had mentally deemed this situation over.
"No!"
The father, although on the floor, yelled before the same Kingsguard member kicked the man, causing him to spin with his back hitting the cold marble.
Arrax looked at the trio with pity and looked into the children's eyes. A boy and a girl both had terrified yet anger-filled looks.
The boy and girl looked around the same age, and yet the boy was standing in front of the girl as if protecting her from the Targaryen monsters.
Arrax stared at the pair until Rhaella stepped in.
"My love... Let both live."
Aerys turned to his wife and looked deeply into her eyes as his mind began processing what to do with the situation developing.
"Very well, Arrax ill let both become your personal servants. However, both will be under permant supervisor when around you or any other royal family member by the eagle-eyed Barristan Selmy."
Aerys raised his hand in the general direction of Barristan, making the Ser bow before Arrax turned and responded.
"Thank you, father!"
The voice was filled with relief. As a muffled cry yet relieved sigh escaped from the crumpled father.
"Thank you, your highness."
The man had tears in his eyes as Aerys shouted.
"Take that filth away!"
Gerold simply bowed before signalling for both guards to pick the crying man by his arms and begin dragging him out.
"Father!" The young girl cried as both children cried tears as they watched their father be dragged away.
As the massive doors to the great hall closed, Rhaella signalled and spoke in wisper towards a servant who swiftly took both children away.
Silence returned to the great hall as the Targaryens dined for breakfast.
- One Hour Later -
"Arrax i want you to start learning from the maesters' High Valyrian and Sword training along with your brother by Ser Oswell When"
Aerys spoke before in a sudden action, reached over the table and planted a kiss upon Arrax's head before turning to leave.
"Do take care, for I have a kingdom to run hahaa"
King Aerys left in one swift motion as his voice turned from joyful to dreadful with a forced laugh.
"And with that ill be leaving aswell ill be seeing you both at dinner tonight, and expect to hear good news from both the maester and Ser Oswell."
Rhaella spoke as a group of female servants moved towards her, helping her from her seat, revealing her bulging stomach.
The great hall was once again silent, other than the footsteps of servants as Rhaegar looked spitefully at his younger brother.
"I'm going to make you regreat you embarressing me in front of our father."
Rhaegar spoke with mild hatred as he spat the words out.
"Just wait until Ser Oswell's lesson I'll teach you then."
Rhaegar then, in a slow and childish fastion moitioned to a servant as Ser Jonothor Darry stepped forwards, helping the prince from his chair and moving with him towards the doors to the great hall.
"Well i believe it's time to leave Barristan."
Arrax called out as he signalled for Barristan to come forward. The prince quickly looked around the room as he motioned for Barristan to come closer.
"What is it, my prince?"
Barristan knelt as he moved to just within headbutting range of Arrax.
"Prepare me some blood, for I could barely stomach this pultry"
Arrax heaved as the food he had just eaten tasted slimy and repulsive on his tongue.
"Very well, my prince."
Barristan replied instantly, taking his leave, making Arrax the only one within the hall as the servants still waiting for him to leave watched silently.
- Arrax / Tony's mind -
' Okay, hmm. Okay, yeah, so I'll feed on those kids, yep, that will fill the gap... Kinda feel bad about their father getting killed, but oh well.'
'I'm royalty, and this dynasty only got around twenty-ish years or something to that extent left in it...'
'Also, my supposed brother... What a prick... I show him what it means to mess with a vampire... heh'
'Why am I thinking like a child?'
'Somethings changing me... Its terrifing...'
(AN: Hi all, hope you enjoy. I'll be posting every three days or something to that extent, so i hope youll enjoy this novel and bc the books or tv show doesn't really explore the 20 years between 262 to 282 when the baratheon rebellion happen alot of this story will be made up until we reach the rebellion but it will impliment quite a few things that will impact the future... Don't worry ill have it so Tony meets Dany in twenty years. I have most of it planned out in my mind, but it's just writing it on paper and... yep, see you guys on the weekend or something, idk.)