Chapter 237 [Vault]

Title - HOTD: Rhaenyra the Exiled | Chapter 1 | Female

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[Dragonblooded - You are the blood of the dragon. Grants you immunity to heat, cold, fire, etc. Grants immunity to poison, sickness, etc. You are also immensely attractive, more so than any other living being at the moment, combined with your natural appearance, and you will grow to be both beautiful and handsome. Also massively boosts all magical power and potential. This also causes your bonded dragon (or dragons) to grow faster as well]

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[Items]

[NZT 48 - Grants super intelligence of an incredible level. Hypermind, Perfect Recall, “Instant” learning, “Instant” analysis, omnilingualism, etc]

[Super Soldier Serum - Grants all the abilities of the super soldier serum from MCU. Super speed, strength, etc. Boosts the effects of the other two items even further]

[Heart Shaped Herb - Grants superhuman strength, speed, etc. The speed aspect is superior to that of the Super Soldier Serum. The combination of these three items will boost each other naturally]

Those were the words that a confused Rhaenyra Targaryen was currently reading, words that were upon a paper, alongside two vials of unique looking liquids, and two pill like items.

Rhaenyra had been sleeping in her room upon the “Dragons Wail” , a ship that was…currently sending her off to Pentos.

Why?

Because her bloody father has decided that exiling her was the best course of action, after she had been found (without her consent) in a whorehouse in the city. She had been taken there by her uncle Daemon without her knowledge, and that naturally had made her…less than pleased.

Rhaenyra had an interesting life, for most of her life she had been a simple princess. The only child of King Viserys I Targaryen. But, once she had turned 17, something within her had changed, and out of nowhere, she had begun to see flashes. Flashes of another life, of what her life would end up to.

Dead by her little brothers hands. Her sons all dead besides her youngest. Her father dead, her husbands dead, her dragons dead. Everyone she had ever loved, dead. And worst of it all, is that her death, and what she had dubbed as “The Dance” would end with her families eventual extinction, the death of House Targaryen.

She wished nothing more than to stop it. To curb the future and move it to a brighter one. So, she got more involved in the politics of House Targaryen, trying to move forward reforms and introduced ideas for the Smallfolk, ideas that would make both the Small Folk and the Lords coin.

Ideas like free schooling, where Small Folk could learn trades and then use that knowledge to contribute to the Kingdom, improving it as a whole. But, of course, she had been laughed at by the entire council, and embarrassed by her own father. Only Lyonel Strong seemed to contemplate the idea, as he seemed to be interested in it.

But that didn’t matter.

Because now she was exiled from King's Landing, sent off as some political envoy to Pentos to further their relationship. Not disinherited, but not allowed to return. She would be gone for years, and without her there, she would be pushed away, while the “Greens” improved their position.

Her father was a fucking idiot, she decided. He was a moronic imbecile who did not deserve the crown on his head. Who caused the Dance of the Dragons. All of it was caused by him, and his naivety, for allowing Otto Hightower to manipulate him.

She decided she hated her father, for now. She hated what he had caused and what he had done, and she doubted she would stop hating him anytime soon.

These flashes of the future were now making more sense, as she realized that they were flashes of her past life, not her future. Of a life where her entire story was nothing more than…entertainment. That realization was a bit…traumatic to be honest. She wasn’t sure how to feel about it, but she, after some thoughts, got over it slowly but surely.

Her memories of her past life were extremely limited. She remembered not her name, who she was, her schooling, only the bare minimum. The smallest amounts, things like mathematics and farming and the things she learned, but that was about it. It was like her past had been wiped clean, but a few tiny bits of it remained.

One of them being the attraction to women.

She hadn’t really paid attention to it beforehand, but once the memories began to return, she realized more and more that her relationship with Alicent, her view of her, had always been…more. The reveal of Alicent marrying her father hadn’t made her angry at her, it had made her…heartbroken, not for a friend, but because…she had been in love with her.

And only recently had she realized all of this.

She felt like an idiot not realizing it sooner, but she supposed it was because of the world she lived in, and because of the people around her that she never realized. She also began to realize that…she hated her father.

The more she looked at it, the more she understood that her father was the cause of everything. Of the deaths of her sons, of the death of her family, of the end of the Targaryen dynasty.

An end she would not allow to pass. Fuck Otto Hightower, Fuck Oldtown, Fuck all those who conspire against her family.

She’d show them Fire and Blood.

And the first step to doing that, was the objects in front of her. The two pills that personified the herb and NZT, and the two serums for the super soldier serum and the Dragonblooded trait (?). She understood that with these four, she’d have more than enough personal power to do what is needed.

And with the boosted intelligence from NZT, she was confident that she could take over Pentos itself.

She needed power that wasn’t dependent on Westeros, the Kingdom of rats and roaches who are less trustworthy than a hungry dragon.

Even now, she was confident that the men bringing her to Pentos were connected to Otto. She couldn’t trust a singular person in Westeros, not anymore. She could only trust herself right now, and it was because of that, that she moved forward and gripped the two serums.

Grabbing them, she breathed in deeply, as she took off the lid, and lifted them to her lips.

“Gods, If you’re watching over me please let this work!” Rhaenyra spoke, as she gulped down the two serums.

And in the next instant, all she knew was pain, as a gasp echoed from her lips, and she fought back a scream that was threatening to escape her. She bucked forward, her knees going weak as she grabbed the nearest pillow, shoving her face into it so she could muffle the screams that were most certainly going to leave her.

And leave her they did, as she bit onto the pillow, cracking and snapping filling the room as her body began to quite literally rework itself. Her skin heated up and glowing red as her blood began to quite literally heat up.

The pain was the worst thing she had ever felt in either of her lives. It was beyond anything, and was agonizing in the worst ways possible.

Rhaenyra could only try her best not to screech in pain, as she gripped the bed sheets harshly, the cracking and snapping of bones continuing to fill the room, as her violet eyes unknowingly began to glow, as soon, the process began to finish.

As the pain ceased, a sensation of euphoria soon replaced it, as she felt…more. Stronger, faster…better.

Taking her mouth off of the pillow, Rhaenyra let out a soft sigh.

“Fucking hell that was awful” Rhaenyra muttered to herself, as she clenched her fist, feeling the strength within her, causing her to smile slightly.

Looking at the two pills, Rhaenyra sighed as she grabbed the herb pill and downed it in one fast gulp, deciding to get this all done sooner rather than later.

Thankfully the herb didn’t hurt nearly as much, and had only taken around a minute as her body glowed a soft purple color. And unknowingly her spiritual powers (Dragon Dreams, Warging, etc) were strengthened massively from the herb.

With the herb done as well, Rhaenyra turned to the NZT. And while she was initially a little worried about it being only a momentary boon, she was thankful to now know that it was permanent.

So, without hesitation, she grabbed the final pill and downed it. And unlike the others there was no pain, no discomfort, just…an awakening.

It was like her brain went from 1 to 1000. Like all of her senses, all of her thoughts, all of her understanding jumped by a thousand. Her mind began to move faster, as she began to comprehend things she previously didn’t. She began to remember everything in this life, and everything in her past life (that was not permanently lost, so basically nothing new).

She began to rapidly develop new plans and change old ones. And she began to realize the truth of certain matters, like Otto and his connection with the Maesters.

And as she thought of this all, Rhaenyra could only say one thing, and that was…

”…Fucking Hightower cunts”

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That’s the end of the chapter!

The love interest for this one is Laena. Rhaenyra is pretty smart and decently strong, but that’s about it. She’ll have to do everything else on her own.

Anyways, have a good day!