fancast!bloody ben x targ!fem!reader
Summary: The battle continues at Kings Landing as the dance begins in Harrenhal. When everything seems overwhelming there is a break on the horizon. Rhaenyra sends Y/n and Ben back to Harrenhal after they take Kings Landing to see the outcome.
Warnings: 18+ battle/war, blades, blood, death, swearing, my version of the battle above gods eye(spoiler for the show bc it's fr and it's not cute) - mc but cannon death, beheading, alys spreading info like the gossip she is, after war and gossip oral(f receiving), fingering
Authors Note: hopefully the switching of the povs offers what I wanted it to!!!!, hate cole but i can't deny he's a good swordsman and would need at least two ppl to take him in a fight, i tried to keep gods eye minimal bc i can't stand dragons fighting!!!, also daeron is not apart of this story bc i didn't want another dragon to be hurt!
Word Count: 5.4k almost half of this is war
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Y/n Pov:
"Find him," I sob to Vermithor and his growls shake the walls around the city as Silverwing and I give out an earth shattering cry as we circle the host raining fire upon the Greens.
Vermithor gives out a bone chilling roar and sprays fire along the Gods gate. I'm turning my head searching for any sign of Ben as Silverwing follows close to Vermithor. I take notice of Vermithors wound but it's more of just a scratch and the bleeding has already ceased much to my relief. My adrenaline rises to match my fear as my heart pounds wildly in my chest as we continue our search for Ben.
Vermithor circles around where I last saw Ben and begins to fly down to the ground. He sprays the ground in dragon flame before he lands on the burning men as Silverwing lands us in the center of the fire next to him. The warmth licks at my armor as I watch the flames die around me. As the haze clears I see Ben cutting down men around him in a frenzy.
I sob in relief as I see him still in one piece and quickly slide off of Silverwing. I slip the sword from my back and go to Ben's side. My blade becomes an extension of myself as my body goes into a killing calm. Everything around me fades away as I face man after man. As I turn to my next victim I can see the burnt scorpion behind the host.
Cole emerges from the ruins and bodies offering me a bloody smile. Our dragons step closer to me and bare their teeth. Their low growls and chuffs vibrate the ground beneath us. Ben turns to me and sees Cole walking over to me and quickly makes it to my side.
"You need two dragons and a whores daughter to stand against me?" Cole laughs to Ben bitterly spitting.
"You will still die in the end." I hum raising my sword.
"We shall see." he charges forward with his blade in front of him and I quickly fold backwards to avoid his swing.
Ben comes from behind and strikes with his sword and Cole barely avoids the metal. I rise once again and try to catch Cole from behind but he is quick on his feet. The three of us dance with our blades as the war continues to wage around us. My nerves start to rise as I see our host getting overwhelmed as both of our dragons are grounded with us for the moment.
This moment of thought has costed me dearly. Pain washes through the side of my face as blood trickles down my neck as Coles sword slices my flesh. I give out a loud cry and Silverwing screams with me.
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His Princess
FantasyY/n Targaryen is the first daughter of Rhaenyra and the rider of Silverwing. She's willing to do whatever it takes to see her mother sit the Iron Throne. She was sent to the Riverlands to treat with the Lords. At first it was fun to flirt with Lord...
