As the second daughter of Highgarden, Elara Tyrell expected a quiet journey to the capital. Instead, she is detained on the road by a knight of the Greens who demands her allegiance to King Aegon. When she refuses to break her family's strict neutrality, she is taken to the war camp of Lord Ormund Hightower. Forced to stay under his guard, their initial hostility slowly changes the closer they get to each other. ''My house stands neutral, Ser. And a Tyrell does not swear oaths to a knight in the dust." ━━━ ↳ a house of the dragon story ↳ status ━ ongoing This is a fictional story, I do not own any characters of the house of the dragon only my own created characters

Lord Ormund Hightower takes Lady Samantha Tarly as his bride. But what was meant to be a simple political union quickly turns volatile as duty gives way to consuming lust, dark obsession, and a love that neither of them saw coming. Warnings & Content Notes: Canon-typical violence, arranged marriage, dynamic of power imbalance, jealousy, obsession, explicit sexual content, emotional angst, dark romance elements

Serana Targaryen

Cyrelle Lannister, one of Westerous's most bratty, stylish and spoiled girl, is shipped off to marry a man whom she can't help but have a generous amount of opinions about-his Faith, his way, his mind. Their marriage began in uneasy tension, with Cyrelle's spoiled demands, testing the quiet patience of Ser Gwayne Hightower at every turn. He answered her constant critiques of his Faith, his measured ways, and his mind not with anger, but with steady kindness and an almost endless willingness. To spoil her-gifts of silks, jewels, and quiet indulgences that only seemed to sharpen her bratty edge, she remained unyielding, offering him her opinions far more freely, certain she would never need the righteous son who had been forced upon her. Only when a most tragic event shattered the world she had known did Cyrelle finally look for him with desperate need, discovering too late that the man she had dismissed so freely was the one she could no longer live without.

Daenys Targaryen was sent to ward in Oldtown, before she could utter her mother's name, let alone know the cruel touch of love. Two years she spent alone, surrounded with nursemaids and septa's, until her brother-Daeron-followed. Those two were the soul light of the Hightower. Screaming and babbling to each other until they'd plopped against one another, tiresome. It seamed, the sun rose and fell in their favour, for the two royal babes woke just as the blazing sun cracked over the horizon, and fell asleep in the oddest of places. Daenys, two years her brothers senior, grew fond of chatting to the birds that settled on trees, more specifically the ones that came every morning to the sill of her window.

The youngest daughter of the crown, Alyrie Targaryen, was raised in the pious shadow of the Hightower of Oldtown. But beneath the sacred light of the Seven, the Original Sin was comitted. Where guilt met desire, And innocence met corruption, And submission met control. Now, summoned home to a court teetering on the brink of war, the Greens await their pious pawn. But Alyrie returns to King's Landing as a player in the game now set in motion, ready to spread her corruption and influence from the heart of the court itself. All while fighting to dominate the one feeling that has ever eluded her control: a love born under the eyes of the Faith.

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ╰┈➤ IN WHICH ormund hightower gets delivered a gift by the gods - a woman, sent from the future, with knowledge of everything that is to come in this war. he would be a fool not to use her for all she is worth... {ORMUND HIGHTOWER X FEM!OC} {ASOIAF / HOTD}

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 - Gwayne Hightower "𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘈𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢." ©𝟑𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 Ai-assisted with Grammarly

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 lucella lannister is shipped off to oldtown to marry into the house hightower, all seems lost. her husband has gone to fight his nephew's war, and she is left to spend her days wallowing in the darkness that seems to shroud the hightower. but what a comfort it is, indeed, to have gwayne warm the marital bed while ormund is away. → 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓, 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓, 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄, 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓-𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 gwayne hightower x lannister!oc x ormund hightower

No one knew where she came from. Left upon the doorstep of the Eyrie as an infant, with neither name nor kin to claim her, the child was taken in by Lady Jeyne Arryn and raised as her own. Given the name Rosamund Arryn, she grew beneath the shadow of the Giant's Lance, believing the Vale to be the only home she would ever know. But the Dance of the Dragons spares no one. When Prince Jacaerys Velaryon is slain and the dragon that once guarded the Vale vanishes without a trace, old alliances become dangerous liabilities. With House Arryn standing firmly behind Queen Rhaenyra, enemies soon descend upon the Vale. Seized while alone beyond the castle walls, Rosamund is torn from the only family she has ever known and carried south to war-ravaged Tumbleton. There, she is no longer a daughter of the Vale, but a prisoner, a prize to be bartered in a kingdom consumed by fire and blood. Surrounded by those who would use her as a weapon against Lady Jeyne, Rosamund finds an unexpected kindness in Ser Gwayne Hightower, a knight whose honour seems at odds with the brutal world around him. As loyalty is tested and the lines between friend and foe begin to blur, Rosamund must navigate a court of enemies, where every choice carries the weight of kingdoms. For in a war fought by dragons, even the forgotten can change the course of history. 💌 : multi (ser gwayne//daeron targaryen) endgame : ser gwayne