Two Dornish women once vowed to never leave each other behind. That promise was kept throughout their whole lifetime, as the two had stepped hand in hand to board the ship for the journey to Westeros. One of the pair was no other than Princess Myriah Martell, whose marriage to King Daeron Targaryen Il was set to unite those of Dorne & Westeros for the good of the Realm. The other Janiya Jordayne would follow her closest friend Myriah Martell to Kingslanding upon her request and accompany the Princess at court. During her time in the Keep Janiya never expected to would find herself in love with a man from Westeros, though a second son of The Reach Ser Laurus Tyrell had proven her wrong. The year 176 ac was the first time both mothers were with child during the same time, the fourth borns were the last children both mother's would carry. While both women would deliver healthy babes only one of the mothers would live to see those two children meet. Ser Laurus Tyrell's life had been taken during one of the many hunting events he participated in, leaving the children of the young couple orphaned. Following her father's death a Dragon sigil letter was sent to her uncle Lord Leo Tyrell of The Reach ordering Mariella was to be taken to the capital as a 'ward' to House Targaryen. Mariella Tyrell's honey hued eyes did not linger on the heir to the iron throne, the Tyrell's sights had found their own way to King Daeron's youngest son Prince Maekar as he appeared far more interesting to Mara. While Maekar Targaryen's vivid violet eyes had stared back at Mariella Tyrell that day, neither of the pair had ever expected in years to come just the extent of what their stolen glances would carry. The love, hate and envy they had once shared, would lead to both sharing The Daunting Desire for one another. (Pre AKOTSK) {~AKOTSK / Fanfic / ASOIAF~} (OC x Maekar Targaryen 💌)

These are a collection of companion stories to my Aemond Targaryen YouTube audio series, Sapphire Heart. These optional bonus scenes expand upon the world of Sapphire Heart, and provide deeper insight into moments not conveyed in the main audio series. You can listen to the series here: youtube.com/@SacramentalStories

At court, everything is seen. Some things are simply never spoken of. Violette Banefort is not what they expected-neither half-mad nor power-hungry, but something far more inconvenient: impossible to silence. As lady-in-waiting to Elowyn Florent, she was meant to observe, to behave, to disappear into the background of court life. Instead, she provokes a prince. And Maekar Targaryen-who was never known for restraint-proves more than willing to be provoked.

She was born of two Targaryens , her father a king, her mother a princess who had been a queen in all but name, locked away by a holy man who feared what she carried in her blood. She inherited their silver hair, their violet eyes, their particular talent for surviving things that should have broken them. He was born fourth. Overlooked. Too much of everything the court didn't want and not enough of anything it did. They legitimised her with a dying king's breath and a name that tasted like iron. She took it. She wore it. She learned to carry it quietly, the way you carried things too heavy to put down. The Red Keep held them both, corridors and banquets and tournaments and gardens at night. A thing that had no name because neither of them would give it one. The world was already fracturing. She felt it sometimes, in the way her brother laughed too easily at things that weren't funny. He felt it in the way the court watched Daemon and smiled too carefully. Neither of them said it out loud. Some silences are louder than anything. Some losses happen before the dying. Some things end before the war. This is one of them. All characters and the world of A Song of Ice and Fire belong to George R.R. Martin. No copyright infringement is intended. Daelys Blackfyre is an original character created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction written purely for love of the source material.

Made from the same flesh and blood, we were never meant to be as one.

Paranoia reminds you that no place is truly safe. And for Naella Targaryen, she was cursed with knowing the worst paranoia of all. How everything and everyone would end. S1 ~| Completed S2 ~| Ongoing S3 ~| S4 ~| S5 ~| S6 ~| S7 ~| S8 ~|

What if Esther and Dahlia had another sister named Grace and she married Ansel's brother Thomas Esther was beyond jealous that her sister Grace had 8 children but yet she could not have even 1 so a plan had begun read to find out the real story The vampire diaries: 3 - 4 The originals: 1- 5 Legacies: 1 - 4

In 1518, a shadow hangs over the glittering court. England is strong, the King victorious, yet behind the walls of Whitehall Palace, doubts, longings, and dangerous decisions are growing. King Henry VIII is slowly beginning to lose hope that Catherine of Aragon will give him the longed-for male heir. The years pass, the pressure mounts, and with it, his perspective on the future of his kingdom shifts. At the same time, Bianca of Castile is now 18 years old. The quiet girl has become a young woman, intelligent, beautiful, and dangerously well-connected. The blood of Europe's most powerful dynasties flows in her veins, and at the English court, it is becoming clear that she is more than just a shadowy queen mother of England. Between power, duty, and forbidden feelings, a game of loyalty and betrayal unfolds. As alliances crumble and new ones form, one question looms large: Who will determine the future of England? And at what price? ------- This story can also be read without having read the story of Bianca of Castile in The Spanish Princess.

In the aftermath of Arthur Tudor's death, King Henry VII and his mother, Lady Margaret Beaufort quickly arrange Prince Harry, the new heir to the English Throne, marriage to Cecelia Borgia, the youngest daughter of Pope Alexander VI.

Ser Arthur Dayne, the legendary Sword of the Morning, is known across the Seven Kingdoms as the very image of chivalry - a knight sworn to honor, duty, and the white cloak of the Kingsguard. Loyal to his king and closest friend to Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, Arthur lives by the vows that bind him: to serve, to protect, and to love no woman. Princess Saera Targaryen, the eldest daughter of King Aerys II and Queen Rhaella, is everything the court whispers about - beautiful, kind, and gentle, with silver-gold hair and violet eyes like amethysts. Yet behind the smiles and royal grace lies a young woman shaped by loss, loneliness, and years spent far from home. From the moment Arthur is assigned as the young princess's sworn protector, an unexpected bond forms between them. What begins as quiet glances and shy smiles grows into something deeper through years of secret letters, stolen moments, and feelings neither of them should have. But in the dangerous court of the Red Keep, love is not a luxury either of them can afford. For Arthur is bound by his sacred vows... And Saera is a dragon princess whose life will never truly belong to her. As political tensions rise and fate begins to stir in the realm, their hearts will be tested between duty and desire - and some vows may prove harder to keep than others. Ser Arthur Dayne x Princess Saera Targaryen (OC) All characters belong to George R. R. Martin except for my original character.