In that moment, he was willing, more than willing, to submit to her in every possible way. He was her humbled devotee willing to do anything to please her, to satisfy her. He would crawl to her, kneel before her, follow her word as if they were gospel. He would not just worship, he would serve at her every beck and call, devoted to her as the Septons to the Seven.

[CONCLUÍDO] Em um mundo de intrigas e nobreza, o nascimento de 𝖁aerya 𝕾tark-𝕿yrell promete grandeza. Criada em uma casa conhecida por sua beleza e riqueza, 𝖁aerya logo se vê envolvida em uma teia de dragões e torres. Enquanto ela enfrenta os desafios de seu destino incerto, surge a pergunta: ela florescerá em sua união com 𝕬egon II 𝕿argaryen, ou sucumbirá às chamas do destino? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Aegon x oc!reader cover by: @NATgraphix start - 07/04/2024 end - 10/08/2024 🥈 Targaryen 🥇 hotd 🥇 aegontargaryen - 04/09/2024

What started out as harmless feelings... Turned to being A Spoil Of War. | A Dark!Aemond Targaryen x OC story |

Não é de hoje que desejos proibidos movem a casa do dragão mas dessa vez esse desejo vem por parte de Aemond targaryen. Rhaemma nunca quis ser a rainha dos sete reinos nem muito menos casar com Aegon II, mas pelos filhos, pela sua vida e pelo amor de sua vida terá que jogar o jogo dos tronos. "Ela escolheu cair do céu no momento Que soube de sua queda." Capa de: flutterpnvs

What started as simple infatuation became a strong, obsessive desire. Aegon Targaryen saw himself conflicted. His enemies daughter was all he wanted, and he would not be denied what he wants.

Amyra feels a guiding hand constantly, pulling at her bones, whispering into her ear. In King's Landing, between Flea Bottom and The Street of Silk, she dreams of it- dripping from her palms, a balm to the rage. By daylight, she grinds herbs, sells salves, delivers babes, and aids the needy as only a healer can, but when the moon rises up from her slumber, Amyra begins her true work. They come from all over, whispering, wailing, begging. Do you have a spell to make her love me? My husband should be dead, will you help me do it? Is there anything to make them forget? Remember? Live? Die? She takes them by their hand, "Of course," she tells them. She wipes their tears and smiles. "The price is ever so small." It doesn't matter what it costs, we'll pay it. "Of course, you will." she agrees, and it's true. They always pay, one way or another. Then, by a strange stroke of luck, Queen Alicent is in need of her expertise. My daughter, she cries, Princess Helaena, will you help her? "Of course," Amyra sings, "I am but a humble servant to the crown." She tastes it on her tongue, sweet and sticky. She sees it, pooling like blood off a wound. She calls her Justice, but she answers to Revenge.

"you will close his eye, niece... and he will claim a dragon" [hotd + fire & blood]