Novel & Cerita Does Rhaenyra Become Queen In The Books

"Well since you know how dangerous I can be, let me introduce myself. I am the Dragon Queen. This is my palace. Thorne is my mate. You are nothing. A bitch from the past who has overstayed her welcome. If you ever cross my path again, if you ever speak to me again, you will get more than a burned neck. Do you understand?" I released her. She stumbled back, clutching her red, blistered neck, her face pale with terror. She couldn't even speak. She just turned and ran down the hallway. I closed the door, my heart pounding, but my hand was steady. Later that night, I stood by my window. The air was cool on my skin. She deserved it, Veylara said, her voice satisfied. She challenged us, Seris agre

Her blood. Lyra sat down by the window where the curtains had been drawn open. Night pressed against the glass, the stars like scattered bones in the sky. She could see the tower rooftops, the faintest glimmer of runes sparking and fading on the castle’s outer wards. Protection. Defense. And yet, under their very feet, lay a creature powerful enough to destroy them all. She touched her chest, just over her heart. Aelthira was gone. The voice, the dreams, the guiding hand - gone. What remained was the memory. The knowledge. The weight of a throne she never asked for but now couldn’t imagine walking away from. She was the First Queen now, in more than name.

“Yes. He called it a remnant — a fragment of the darkness that the goddess sealed away. It’s searching for me, Alina. He said I’m the key. The mark connects me to it.” The councilwoman’s hand flew to her mouth. “Then the prophecy…” “Hasn’t ended,” Lyra finished quietly. The air thickened with dread. Later, when the others left to prepare defenses, Lyra retreated to her private chamber. She needed space — air — silence. Her reflection in the mirror looked nothing like the woman she’d once been. The girl who had dreamed of peace, of love, of simply belonging — she was gone. In her place stood a queen shaped by fire and loss.

​Somewhere else in the sprawling palace, the Lycan King stood perfectly still at his massive study window, watching the endless snow bury his kingdom in white. ​Without turning around to face the room, his deep voice cut through the silence, addressing the captain of his guard. "Has the healer finished with her?" ​"Yes, Your Majesty," the captain replied, bowing deeply. ​Kael's expression remained a flawless mask of unyielding stone. "Good." ​He turned slowly, his lethal crimson eyes hardening into chips of ice. "Tomorrow, the slave begins her true training. She has proven she is strong enough to survive my hands."

It echoed inside her head, inside her bones, as if the Shadow King stood right beside her. "My bound heir." Lyra froze. Rowan’s body stiffened against her. All around the camp, soldiers cried out in shock and fear. Some dropped to their knees. Others clutched their heads. The voice was everywhere. There was no escaping it. "Lyra, daughter of shadow and light. You have felt my call. You know the truth of your blood. Come to me. Take your rightful place as my queen. The throne beside mine has waited long enough." The words wrapped around her heart like chains. Lyra’s breath came faster. She looked at Rowan, whose face had gone deathly pale. His hand tightened on hers until it hurt, but she did

Tyrion briefly looked each member in the eyes before saying, "Let me state that again, Aria Seymour is my mate. She is the only woman I wish to claim, and I will. Now bow down because the one before you is your future Queen." Aldo Lefebre chuckled and stepped forward. "Hell, I'll gladly bow my head before such an amazing wolf." As he did, the rest of the members of the royal council followed his example. The crowd burst into cheers, chanting my name. Tyrion wrapped his arms around me before locking his intense gaze on me. A smug smirk curved his lips as he whispered to my ear, "I dare anyone say that you are not fit to be the Queen now."

As the queen and Arya, Elora’s mother were taking and catching up with each other about her childhood memories while waiting for Prince Jaqen to wake up in the temple after the treatment, Arya told the queen what she saw during the ritual and how important it is for her to take the necessary steps. “You will need to take the Prince out of the palace for the time being. If he stays in the palace then he will be in great danger” Arya informed her

24 HOURS LATER Everything is ready Arya, tomorrow we will become the new Queen Moon and Lanox will be the new Alpha King, I finally achieved what I wanted so badly, see Arya it wasn't that hard, following my orders if you had done everything I asked you to do, now you would be the one enjoying this moment.

Underestimated the loyalty she inspired. It was a mistake many made. "Is there anything else?" I asked. Orren hesitated. "Yes. One more thing." Something in his tone made my chest tighten. "What is it?" “The king has proposed marriage to Princess Ravena.” "What?" "The king sent Queen Lyanna to propose on his behalf," Orren explained. "He wishes to take Princess Ravena as his second queen." My mind went blank. Then filled with a roaring noise. "When?" I managed to ask.