Rhaenyra Targaryen Imagines / One-shots

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Adult Rhaenyra Targaryen x you

Summary: Rhaenyra blamed you for the death of his son, Lucerys Velaryon, as she believed it was your fault.

Warning/s: angst (???), UNEDITED

Word count: 5.5k

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You'd known Rhaenyra Targaryen since you both were younger and carefree. You met her the first time when she joined the dance festival in a part of the city you grew up in. The second would be when you saved the princess from a man who tried to kill her when she snuck out of the Red Keep to the dangerous part of the city.

You were just an orphan girl, and it was your skills in combat and the saving of the princess that gave you the privilege which helped and pulled you out of the poverty and got you lived inside the safest wall of the Red Keep. It was Rhaenyra who pleaded with her mother and father to take you in. Since then, you became friends, and you swore to her your loyalty and protection, and swore you'd get her the Iron Throne.

You had fallen deeply for the princess without knowing it. It was just when Rhaenyra fell in her uncle's deception in the brothel to ruin her image and reputation as an heir to the Iron Throne when you realized your love for her. You accidentally confessed to her when you were angry and worried about her actions when the rumour came to you. It turned out she felt the same and returned it.

You had never seen her smile like that when she learned that you returned her feelings after her mother, Queen Aemma died. However, two moons after, that smile was wiped off her gorgeous face when her father had announced that he had chosen Alicent Hightower as her wife. She resent Alicent and her father for that. You stayed through all of that and she was grateful for that. You hated the look of betrayal on her face when she learned about that information.

When Alicent was announced to be with a child, it made Rhaenyra worry more for her inheritance because if the babe came out as a boy, the council would side to the babe instead of her despite being proclaimed as an heir. At the end of the day, she would never be a boy.

It was a boy.

Rhaenyra had to take a husband and make an heir to secure her succession and you understand that. You had nothing to offer. No land. No wealth. No titles. You're just an orphan nothing more.

You already had come to terms with it. There's no place for both women or men to love each other in this ferocious world. You and Rhaenyra would never be married. You would never get to wed the love of your life. You had come to terms with the consequences of being that way and loving a woman... so, it would hurt less.

Rhaenyra would always comfort and reassure you about the love she bore for you. You believed that.

You're thankful of the gods that it was Ser Laenor Velaryon she was wed to. She's a good man with a good heart.

However, everything had changed when Daemon returned and they decided to go to the Dragonstone after the incident with Rhaenyra's and Alicent's children. She brought you there with them.

Rhaenyra and Daemon got wed after Ser Laenor died. She didn't consult nor inform you about it as she did before. It hurts you.

You spent little to no time together. She had cancelled all your plans, rejected you, ignored you. Whenever you confronted her about it, it turned into an endless cycle of arguments.

"What would you have me do? I am busy preparing for the war that may come!" she argued. You didn't answer because you already had voiced them out to her but she didn't listen.