Novel & Cerita Rhaenyra Targaryen Aunt

Looking from her to Joffrey, who wasn’t saying a word, I turned back to her and said, “I’m not his woman. We are just friends.” The woman instantly began to laugh, as her attention turned to me, before she said, “Of course you’re not, because Joffrey here doesn’t date, but an aunt can always wish.” “What? You’re his aunt?” I asked her, as I took in her appearance, wondering how on earth she could be his aunt, when she didn’t look a day over twenty-one, but then I took a whiff of her, and realize she was a vamp. Instead of her answering me, Joffrey finally breaks his silence by saying, “Angelica, this is my Aunt Rosa, my mother’s half-sister.”

Commissioner Arya stared me square in the eyes, her shoulders leveled. “Lady Azul Rothwood, sister of Late Luna Zoey and my second daughter is to be your second chance mate. The Assembly has decided.” I stared daggers at my former mother-in-law and she returned them. “Over-my-dead-body,” I declared with gritted teeth. Her eyes flared with rage.

Every time one of them touched her—every time they lifted her arm or brushed her hair back—my wolf snarled inside me. *“Don’t let them touch her.”* “They’re helping her. That’s not how this works.” *“Then make it work.”* I gripped the edge of the doorframe so hard that the wood cracked under my hand. Cain appeared beside me, his voice low. “You’re acting strange, Rhaegar.” I didn’t look at him. “Focus on your duties, Beta.” He raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “As you say, Your Majesty.”

Every box disappeared before breakfast while a twenty-year-old girl ate her eggs in the dining hall without knowing she was already gone. Nora set the document down. "Who removed the original section," she said. Felix looked at Caspian. Caspian looked at the document. "Tell her," Caspian said quietly. "She has the right to know all of it." Felix turned back to Nora. "The Vael bloodline representative on the Student Court four years ago was a woman named Aldara Vael," he said. "Caspian's aunt. She held the head position for three years before Caspian took it at the start of his enrollment."

He demanded. The King taken aback simply and firmly said "I suggest you watch your tone Alpha." Letting his aura slip out just enough to show the Alpha who he was speaking to then continued. "As I was saying she is not a rogue. She is my daughter. You can unmask yourself now, Arya." "I’m sorry My King." Alpha josh said and collected himself a little more before he continued. "What are you talking about? Unmask herself?"

Since then, my uncle and Aunt had been looking for a mate for me “There you are” I turned to find my aunt walking towards me. My “Hi Aunt” I said as I moved in for a hug. “Hey baby” My aunt said. I talked with my Aunt at length before she was leaving. “Where are you going?” I asked. “To prepare for the event in the evening” she said. *************************************************************************************************** “Hi Chase hi guys” some girls winked at me and my friends as we made their way into the palace. It was getting darker and I was worried. I hoped Arya would forgive me.

I could instantly see that something about that question made him very uncomfortable at that moment, “The truth about her parents,” I stared at him questioningly, “Her parents are dead,” shaking his head he clenched his jaw as a deep frown spread across his face, “No, they’re not,” and I could only stare at him as confusion set in. He sighed once before continuing, “Alpha Warrick and Luna Blythe weren’t Arya’s real parents,” My eyes instantly widened in disbelief, “What?” “Her real mother is Luna Aster,” clenching my jaw I cocked my head as I stared at him in shock,

From the shadows of the ruined colonnade, a figure stepped forward draped in red silk, her eyes like twin embers in the dim. Rowena. Alive. Whole. Smiling. “Lovely coronation,” she purred. “But, sister, did you really think you were the only queen?” The ground trembled. The fires shifted, turning black once more. Matteo reached for his weapon. Bianca raised her blade. But Rowena only laughed, soft and deadly. “You fought a war for the living. I command the dead. The real war,” she whispered, “starts now.” The sky cracked open lightning raining blood.

Darian moved at once, but she lifted one hand slightly, warning him to stay where he was. The woman who had spoken stood near the eastern steps with two younger women at her back. Rhea knew her by sight, though not well. Maren Thorne, daughter of a lesser council cousin, bonded into a minor Obsidian household and was proud of every thin thread connecting her to power. Before the erasure, Maren had been one of those women who smiled too often and bowed too shallowly, always careful to measure whether Rhea’s authority could be tested without consequence. Now she looked at Rhea with open contempt sharpened by fear.

The morning after we met with Alpha Wyatt, Leana and I grabbed an early breakfast before walking to the outskirts of the city. From there, we shifted and began running. The fastest way to Araphyra from here was through King Urien’s lands. While both Leana and I were feeling unsettled about crossing the vampire’s land, but our parents have known King Urien for years. He was the first of the vampires and other supernaturals to swear his allegiance to the Guardians, specifically to Aunt Angel.