Step into a world where fantasies come alive and dreams intertwine with reality. In "Starstruck" embark on a journey through the realms of imagination, where celebrities and beloved characters collide in thrilling scenarios.
From whirlwind romances...
Months had passed since Y/n's departure from King's Landing. He had been keeping a low profile, gathering his thoughts and planning his next move. But then, the news reached him – his mother and little brother were dead. The grief that washed over him was overwhelming, and for a time, he was consumed by sorrow.
But as the days turned into weeks, Y/n's anger began to simmer. He knew that Otto Hightower had a hand in his mother's demise, and he vowed to make him pay.
Through his network of spies within the castle walls, Y/n learned that his father had taken a new wife – none other than Alicent Hightower, Rhaenyra's best friend. He knew that Otto Hightower had orchestrated this union to further his own ambitions.
Y/n also heard about King Viserys naming Rhaenyra as his heir, and the news of her engagement to Laenor Velaryon spreading across the land. He decided that it was time for him to make his return – at Rhaenyra's wedding celebration.
As the day of the wedding arrived, Y/n mounted Morghon and flew towards King's Landing. As they approached the Red Keep, he could feel the excitement building within him.
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The grand hall was filled with guests when Morghon's roar echoed outside. The doors burst open, and Y/n strode in, announced by a herald: "King Y/n Targaryen, First of His Name, King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm!"
The room fell silent as all eyes turned towards him. Rhaenyra's eyes widened in shock as she took in her brother's imposing figure.
Y/n scanned the room with an air of confidence bordering on arrogance. His gaze settled on Otto Hightower first – he ignored Alicent altogether – before moving on to Laenor Velaryon and finally resting on Rhaenyra.
"Ah, sister," he said with a slight bow. "I see you're still as beautiful as ever."
Rhaenyra smiled hesitantly before curtsying low. "Brother... we thought you were dead."
"I'm afraid I'm very much alive," Y/n replied with a smirk.
He walked towards Rhaenyra and asked for her hand in dance. As they twirled around the dance floor amidst cheers and applause from their guests.
"Skoros udir gaomagon ao maghagon issa, mandia?" Y/n asked his sister in High Valyrian.
Translation: What news do you bring me, sister?
Rhaenyra laughed, her eyes sparkling. "Mērī bona nyke naejot sagon married, lēkia. Se ao, skoros udir gaomagon ao maghagon?"
Translation: Only that I am to be married, brother. And you, what news do you bring?
