An alternative universe for The House of the Dragon
How the existence of Rhaenyra's younger sister can change the course of history, the youngest daughter of King Viserys Targaryen and the Queen Aemma Arryn.
To cover the heir to the throne's transgr...
Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader
Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, minors getting married and talks about "bedding" and "having sex". Targaryen incest!. Minor engaging in sexual activities. Skin trade. Misogynistic thinking and doings +18, MINORS DNI
Notes: I wrote the last chapter that Laenor was still alive, I'm SORRY, very sorry, I don't know what I was thinking, I will repair this error immediately. Sometimes I'm so excited to release a chapter. Some things like those get over my head!
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Year 134 AC, 3 years after
"I look beautiful", Rhaegar admired in a hand mirror, his long straight dark brown hair was decorated and trapped in many different braids all over his head, some shorter than others, all of them different in size and direction
"Pretty brother", cheered Saera. Rhaegar with a cheeky smile kissed her little sister's cheek
"You look devastatingly handsome brother", giggled Aemma, who was cuddling in the base of the three with a very pregnant Helaena. The sweet princess was sewing, raising her eyes to look at Rhaegar and his new hair-do, and giggling
"Indeed you do nephew"
"Thank you dear aunt, it takes a beauty to recognize another..."
"Nephew", the four of them looked at Aemond, who just got to the Godwood in search of the male. "We got training", his eye was posted on Aemma, the silver haired beauty, and his sister, and the way they cuddled each other. As both were sewing. He shook his head to focus his attention on Rhaegar, who was being grabbed by his dark locks by his younger sister Saera.
"Right!", Rhaegar released himself and jumped from the ground, getting Aemond's attention, "what do you think of my hairstyle?", he asked, twirling so Aemond could see the magnitude and the huge amounts of different sized braids. The one-eyed prince chuckled.
"Ridiculous", he whispered
"I believe all the ladies in the capitol will want to have their hair tied like this"
"Where is Maekar?", the one-eye prince asked him
"It's his first day in the city watch, with my father", Aemma told him with a knowing smile
"WIth the lord commander of the city watch", Rhaegar corrected
"With papa", Aemma mocked. She showed both men her sewing, it was a sigil, a brand new at that, The Targaryen dragon but in white, and behind it, three lines of the colors of house Strong, "Do you like it brother?" she asked
"I adored it sister, I wanted it sowed into my clothes." Aemma smiled contended.
"Bring me your jacket and Cape and I will", Rhaegar smiled
