On the final day of the tournament, all of the champions from the other events were honored before the massive crowd gathered in the grandstand. Alayna cursed herself for not attending any other the other events. She loved archery and wished she could’ve participated in some way like she had for the tourney her parents had hosted for her sixteenth nameday. However, it was frowned upon for a highborn lady to take part in such activities. Yet their glory was short-lived as all eyes turned to Prince Rhaegar and Ser Barristan as they prepared for the finale. Tension mounted in the air as onlookers waited for the flag to drop. Both men held their heads high as they lined up their horses on opposite sides of the railing. Both champions in their …show more content…
The first tilt found itself to be a draw as Ser Barristan broke his lance on Rhaegar’s shield forcing the men to circle back around to retrieve new arms. When the dust had settled, their horses thundered towards each other at a blazing pace. Yet this time Rhaegar’s lance was truer and found it’s way past the Kingsguard’s shield to knock the man from his mount. As Ser Barristan’s form fell from force of Rhaegar’s lance. A cheer rang up from the spectators, Rhaegar was well liked by his people as was his victory. The prince waved, graciously to the crowd as he rode towards Lord Whent to retrieve the crown of blue winter …show more content…
Sighing, Alayna’s head fell into her hands as Lyanna accepted the crown, her face indifferent as if it were a completely normal occurrence. Turning her attention towards Dornish friends, Alayna can see Ashara boiling in anger at how Rhaegar had dishonored Elia. The ever fiery lady of Starfall was no doubt just as displeased with their prince’s actions as Alayna was. Glancing past her violet eyed friend, Alayna noted Elia’s countenance was more subdued as the princess could not react publicly towards the slight. How sad it was that Rhaegar would scorn the woman carrying his child for the young northern girl? Despite not loving each other, Elia deserved more than this outright disrespect. Shaking her head, Alayna looked, lastly at her lover to find Arthur’s expression mirroring that of his sister’s. Anger and disbelief etched into his features as his cold stare remained trained on Rhaegar’s retreating form. He must’ve sensed her eyes on his form as Arthur turned his attention in her direction, his eyes met hers before he shook head. Nodding, Alayna closed her eyes with a sigh and ran her fingers through her mane, mumbling under her breath as she looked between the Northern girl and the dragon