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Natalia Tyrell Hightower was Otto's niece, daughter to his only sister, Malina Hightower. Natalia was the complete opposite of her cousin, Alicent. Alicent was kind, sweet, loving and and rather simple, much to her fathers dismay. Natalia was all of that too, for the most part it was genuine but for the other it was about power and control. While her mother wanted nothing but peace and love Natalia wanted power and the crown.

But, her chances seemed very slim as the king had no sons, only a daughter and of course his younger brother Daemon who was the crown prince for now. Natalia knew Daemon would never be king on his own, he was too stubborn, quick to anger, and too problematic. But as the Queen's health began to decline she saw her chance, it was right there, hers for the taking, the queen just had to die. And with her complicated births and miscarriages she just might. Queen Aemma might be lucky if she makes it past the birth, but that was very unlikely and Natalia, as bad as it was she was hoping for it.

So, she asks her uncle to receive her in King's Landing and he agrees. She arrived while queen Aemma was in her sixth moon of pregnancy. Rhaneyra was quickly to befriend her as she finally had a friend who was as adventurous as her. Everyone spoke of her beauty, many considered a Lannister, a Velaryon and a Targaryen beautiful, everyone else was just good looking but Natalia Tyrell seemed to be the one that stood out. When Natalia wasn't with the princess she was at the orphanage's helping or even at the port helping the wounded, she had to learn about everything and how to fit anywhere.

Daemon saw her once, the beautiful lady with brown reddish hair, and blue eyes. She was smiling and helping the knights that were injured. He didn't see her after for a few weeks, he didn't know she was in court the whole time. Once the queen reaches her nine moon, the prince made his presence known. He found her again. She was with Rhaneyra, the two sat by the gardens talking and laughing. She had a beautiful voice, and a laugh that he believe only the gods and him should hear. He was married to Lady Rhea Royce of the Vale but that never stopped him for being in someone else's bed.

He approached his niece. "My dear niece. It's been such a long time" the princess quickly stood up and hugged her uncle. "Uncle, it's been a long time indeed" she replied. The prince looked at Natalie who smiled and crusty. "My prince" she said with a bow. "Lady...?" he began. "Natalia Tyrell Hightower, my prince" she replied. She always added her mothers name. "Pleasure, my lady" he said as he grabbed her hand and kissed it. Daemon didn't like the Hightower's, any Hightower but perhaps just this once he could make an exception. She smiled and quickly looked at Rhaenyra. "I must go, princess. My uncle wishes to see me" she hugs Rhaneyra and bows to her and Daemon. "My princess, my prince" she said before walking away.

Daemon and Rhaenyra watched her go, making their looks obvious that even the guards there could see the two desired her. Natalie was a free woman, she liked what she liked, men or women all the same. But she was good at hiding it of course. She met her uncle in one of the many hidden passages of the Keep. "Uncle, what's the matter?" she asked. "As you know the queen is having a very hard pregnancy" he stated and she nodded. "Poor woman, she's had one too many hard pregnancies. I'll be surprised she makes out of this one" he nodded. "You and I both know she won't make it passed the birth, or perhaps even before that" she once again nodded. "So what do you propose?" she asked.

Otto loved Alicent, she was his daughter after all and he loved her. But Alicent wasn't ambitious like him, she would be content if she married a common man that simply loved her for who she was. That made her happy. Natalia on the other hand loved power, riches, and being loved. She wanted to be queen. Now just any queen but the queen. "We must find you a royal husband" he began. "I hope you don't imply Daemon" she said. "He's the heir, unless the king's wife bears a son, which we know she won't" she nodded. "Daemon Targaryen is impulsive he will do something to anger the king and get exiled or worse. I propose we wait and see where the Queen's new pregnancy takes us. If she bears a son and lives, I'll marry Daemon give him children and maybe that child can marry the boy. If the babe dies I'll seduce the king, and convince him to name our son the heir" Otto smiled, proudly. She was the daughter he wished he had, and he knew she was the only one who could pull it off. The two bid their goodbyes and returned to their duties.

The weeks passed the lady was often found with Rhaenyra or Daemon, she wanted to secure her place at court and the royal family one way or another. She had spies anywhere, she just needed one with Rhaenyra and Daemon aside form her. So, Ser Criston Cole and Ser Harwin Strong would do. The two were too enamored with her to see what she was doing to them. But, she knew they knew, they just didn't care. As long as they had a bit of her that was all that mattered to them. Ser Criston was responsible for bringing her news of Rhaenyra and other things he would hear throughout the Keep. Ser Harwin was in charge of Daemon and the city, anything the gold cloaks or any soldier would hear.

As she saw it, queen Aemma didn't make it during the birth, she heard about what the king had done, he choose the babe over his wife but the babe died either way. She would say she was glad, and not just because now it was her chance but because she knew that pain and suffering the queen went through to birth him an heir, and it seemed like he didn't care. The Queen's funeral was in Blackwater Bay. She was there comforting Rhaenyra in her moment of grief. She had been there for the king as well. She had been honest with Rhaenyra and made it seem like it was her family's orders to be there for him. But, Rhaenyra saw it as an innocent thing.

Until she didn't. The king called for a council meeting. The lady was not there as she was with her brother. "I have decided to take a new wife" the king began. "I will wed Lady Natalia Tyrell Hightower in a moons time" Rhaenyra felt her heart stopped. She loved her and now she would marry her father. She didn't know what she would do but Natalia did. And what she wanted to do would keep Rhaenyra with her forever. Daemon heard and he raged, he wrote to her, telling her to run away with him, a part of her wanted to, she had come to care for the prince as she did for the princess but there was no love. She loved power more, she watched the letter burn and turned into nothing but ashes. She would be queen, and that was all that matter for her, that made her happy.

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