A Casa Do Dragao- 1-9 1-- Temporada - Episodio 9... [ 99% CONFIRMED ]

Alicent gripped his face, her nails biting into his cheeks. “It doesn’t matter what you want. It is your duty. Your father’s last wish.”

For one eternal moment, Rhaenys and Meleys stared down at the usurper and his mother. The dragon’s maw opened, a furnace of orange light building in her throat.

Alicent stepped forward, arms spread wide, shielding her son. Not with a sword. Not with a spell. But with her own body. A Casa do Dragao- 1-9 1-- Temporada - Episodio 9...

A shiver ran through the room. Lord Beesbury, old and loyal to Rhaenyra, protested. His voice cracked with outrage. “Princess Rhaenyra is the heir!”

From that moment, the Green Council was forged in silence and steel. While the men plotted to find and crown the wayward Prince Aegon, Alicent fought a different war. She slipped through the secret passages of Maegor’s Holdfast, her lantern a single flame in the dark. She found Rhaenys Targaryen, the Queen Who Never Was, imprisoned in her chambers. Alicent gripped his face, her nails biting into his cheeks

Alicent Hightower, the Queen Dowager, sat at her father’s side in the small council chamber. Her hands were stained with the king’s blood—she had held him as he whispered his final, fractured confession. “You must unite the realm… Prince Aegon… the Prince that was Promised.”

Her father, Ser Otto Hightower, the Hand of the King, saw only opportunity. “The king is dead,” he announced to the gathered lords. “Long live .” Your father’s last wish

The Red Keep did not weep. It held its breath.

Meanwhile, the search for Aegon descended into farce. The young prince—a drunkard, a lecher, a boy who preferred the fighting pits to the throne—was found hiding in a crawlspace beneath the Dragonpit, reeking of wine and fear.

Princess Rhaenys, having escaped her guards not through violence but through the chaos of the city, did not flee. She descended into the darkness below the arena.

She closed the dragon’s jaws.