"I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too." -Elizabeth I

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Prologue

Highgarden of the Reach…

Olenna Tyrell, also known as 'Queen of Thorns' and the true intelligence behind the house of Tyrells. Her cunning and sharp tongue had earned her name and reputation since her younger days. Now she is the mother of that buffoon of a son, Mace Tyrell. Whom in return she married him to Alerie Hightower and gifted her grandchildren that can ensure the house of Tyrell will be in their hands.

Her grandchildren are Willas, Garlan, Olympia, Loras and Margaery. At least, Willas has proven that he is not a fool like his father and felt assured that house of Tyrell will survive. Garlan is many things, but he is more of a strategy in battles and fighting which prove that he will be an excellent sworn sword to Willas. Loras is similar like his father Mace as he is showing signs of being a fool. Margaery is born and she hopes that she can train her to be a worthy woman.

Now last, but not least onto to her most favorite granddaughter, Olympia Tyrell or many called her 'Water Rose'. She has shown intelligence than she has ever met.

Yet the most willful child the Tyrells had ever deal with!

She refuses to attend the Septa lesson such as sewing, proper courtesy and all mannerism. Olympia prefers riding horses, archery, reading the books like Willas would often secretly teach her without their father knowledge. But Olenna knows that Willas had stood tall that he wanted to help his baby sister read. Instead of getting angry, she actually convinces Mace to let Olympia attend the lesson with Willas for the time being. She knew right then and there that Olympia is destined for greater things. Reason why many called her Water Rose was not because you find her favorite spot near by the water such as river and waterfalls. Her granddaughter words are always deep as the water yet lofty as the sky.

Olenna is enjoying her breakfast as dapped her lips with a napkin at the nice tenderness of the venison not too hard and not too hard. Just right with a good season and juices are nice touch. A crash is sounded and few scream and cussing is thrown around. Olenna signed at this.

Sometimes she wonders that perhaps; Olympia should be restraint a bit of her willfulness. However, she dismisses it completely as she knew that it would encourage the girl to rebel more. She knew her granddaughter has the potential of becoming Queen one day. If only she doesn't use her intelligent to pull off her pranks on her family members and their guards then maybe she could easily become Empress of the world if she wanted to.

She might have love Olympia's lust for life and beaming smile that put her smile on her face. Yet her pranks on everyone just grate on her nerves and wonder did they let her have freedom too much?

The door burst opened as Olympia ran inside to Olenna and quickly hides behind a tapestry. The guard with paints was cover from head to toe came in rushing and stop when he was in her presences. Olenna chuckles at the display of their guard. She admits that she finds this amusing.

Olenna signs as she knew that she has to calm the situation down.

"What has my granddaughter done this time?" Olenna leaned onto her cane and the color painted knight stuttered at her voice.

'Idiot.' Olenna thought. "Oh come on, tell me! I haven't got all day!"

"My lady, she catapult jars of paints and release them into me room." The knight didn't like to scold his lord's daughter, but he fears the Queen of Thorns more than anyone.

Olenna wave him off, "It's fine. Go clean yourself off of that paint. I already have one fool who is Lord of Highgarden and I don't need another one. I will deal with Olympia and make sure that she apologizes."

The guard sheepishly nodded and left. Olenna signs and look at the tapestry where her granddaughter is hiding behind there.

"Olympia," Olenna called to her which she stiffens at her tone. Olympia came out of her hiding place and she gave her grandmother a sheepish grin.

Olenna lean towards and said, "If you are going to pull off these pranks, the least; you could do is make sure, it's not you."

Olenna pointed a chair near them for Olympia can sit there. Already, six years old and growing up beautifully. Having good feature for excellent matches for Lords and powerful male heirs, Olympia is brown eyes, brunette hair with shades of Honey-Hustle. Her skin tone is mixed of light and tan skin because she would run outside and lay in the sun.

"It was just a joke." Olympia shrugged. Olenna looked at her granddaughter deeply and not believing her word, if she knew any better which she does. Something is bothering her.

"My dear, is it those dreams again."

Olympia flinch and that usually mean that she got it right.

"Well, why don't you tell your old granny about this dream of yours? I got all the time in the world."

Olympia took a deep breath and told Olenna about her dream. It's always the same dream. It's as if the Gods gave her this as a forewarning of what's going to happen.

"There was a black Stag running through the forest as if that is his kingdom. The lion came behind the stag and attack the stag. After the lion killed the stag, a wolf came before the lion, but the wolf didn't come alone. He brought a whole pack with him. The battle was viscous and bloody between the wolves and the lions. Then the roses were on the side of the black stag stood with a crown of roses on its head, it was killed by another black stag with fire in its antlers. The roses were pluck off of their bushes and carried by mockingbird that flew into the sky except one rose that flew into the river."

Olenna nodded for her to continue.

"The rose continues flow through the water stream until it was picking up by a dragon. The dragon stares at the rose in the water and took it. Instead of burning it, dragon carried gently around its neck never minding the thorns because the rose never wanted to hurt him. So they flew together, then they both met a white wolf and another dragon from the narrow sea, so they went over to the wall. There was someone scary and he looks cold. All four of them fought together and then I woke up. I didn't get to finish it because I was scared."

She started to tear up a bit and rubbed them away. Olympia didn't like to show people that she was scared. She didn't want to disappoint anyone thinking that she was a coward. Olenna took a handkerchief and gently rubbed her tears.

"My dear, I am going to give you this wisdom," Olympia nodded and looks at her grandmother. "There's nothing wrong with being scared Olympia, so long as you don't let it change who you are."

Olympia smiled at Olenna.

"Now that settles it. There is something, I would like to discuss with you. You are going to be foster with one of the sworn houses. The House of Hightower will be a good idea since that oaf of a father of yours insulted them badly. You will be their cupbearer. Understand?"

Olympia nodded seriously. Olenna is glad that this one is just as smart as Willas and herself. Hopefully, this can ease her nightmares a bit if she is near their waters.

She believes that her water rose needs this to prepare for the outcome.

"What am I supposed to be doing until then?" Olympia cutely tilted her head.

"Now go to Oldtown. The Hightower ladies are sophisticated. Be useful to them, amuse them. They'll admire your spirit. Learn from them. Observe the ladies of the court. See how they achieve what they want from their men, not by stamping their little feet but by allowing the men to believe that they, indeed, are in charge. That is the art of being a woman."

Olympia nodded again.

"And one more thing, look how they act around each other and find out what drives them to their deepest desire. Once you find it, use it as your advantage. Plus, you must keep practicing your archery. At least, that will peg the boys down."

Both Tyrells laugh at the last statement.

The Water Rose will be part of the history as the wife of Aegon Targaryen, Queen of the Westeros and protector of the Nine Divines.

Over across the sea…

A young boy and by the looks of him is Valyrian descent because he inherited white hair and indigo eyes, who is sitting on the edge of the deck within the night, where all other folks are asleep, but one. He had that dream again, the scent of water rose.

He looked down of his hand when he went to the temple of Nine Divines. He prayed for the sign of the dreams and they did.

They gave him this for his future bride. It's a Rose ~ Sterling Silver Pendant necklace. (Image look like Tudor Rose ~ Sterling Silver Pendant ~ Union Rose ~ War of the Roses ~ York Lancaster ~ England English Royal Flower Historical)

He sings to her. But also, pray to the Nine Divines to help him reach for her.

O my sweet love, she waits for me,

Through storm and shine, cross land or sea.

I run to her and together we,

Sway as we kiss

Sway as we kiss

Her graceful shape I heave on high

And in one hand I hold her nigh

Her waiting lips are never dry

Sway as we kiss

Sway as we kiss

Come the morn she goes

The taste of her remains

And in my mind, I see us sway

Sway as we kiss

Sway as we kiss

"I love you, Water Rose. And I hope you grow to love me too."

Whew that is good. I hope you like this new story that I have inspire myself. Since we barely have any Tyrells Oc, but here it is. The song is from Elder Scrolls called, Sway As We Kiss. Next chapter, she will find her own religion with the Nine Divines. Give me PM's or reviews thank you!

Olympia Tyrell looks like 5f2a910797678a4435717ccc29ac3bb4.