𝐁𝐲 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍

𖤓 ⋆˙ 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 in the later years of the reign of daeron ii targaryen, princess elaena targaryen came of age beneath watchful eyes. the only child of prince aerys targaryen and lady aelinor penrose, she was paraded, praised, and nearly promised more times than she cared to count. yet amid the shifting designs of lords and councillors stood prince valarr targaryen, heir to a future even heavier than her own. what began as companionship endured through disappointment and delay, until, after many trials and thwarted designs, their betrothal was at last agreed, not merely for the good of the realm, but because both had chosen it. VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC ALL RIGHTS TO HBO AND GRRM.

They taught her to be a lady. Her father taught her to kill. At Ashford, a mystery knight emerges-brutal, relentless, unknown. Aerion Brightflame craves what he cannot name. A lady's defiance. A warrior's violence. Valarr Targaryen offers devotion to a woman hiding a blade behind her smile. When the truth bleeds through, the game changes. Some crowns are given. Some are taken. Hers will be earned in blood and steel.

Lanna arrives at the Red Keep not as a chosen girl, but as a selected object, praised for her skill only to be quietly valued for how well she will look beside princes who never have to ask permission to take. Under the strict rule of Mistress Myranda Pyne, she learns the household's invisible laws and the faces that enforce them: Merynna's jealousy sharpened into sabotage, Ellyn's warnings spoken like prayers, Maekar's indifference cold as iron. At court, she is noticed in two very different ways, Aerion's gaze lingering like a promise of cruelty, and Baelor's attention settling on her with unsettling clarity, as if her humanity is the one thing this castle cannot afford to acknowledge. As Lanna is drawn into the small violences of daily life, a darker threat begins to coil around her name. Aerion's interest grows, and the danger becomes inevitable. Yet in the brief moments where Baelor speaks to her, he offers something rarer than protection: recognition, restraint, a quiet refusal to treat her like a thing. That restraint becomes its own kind of tension, because it suggests a line that should never be crossed. And still, in a house built on power, the most forbidden thing is not desire, but a prince who looks at a servant girl and sees a person, then fights himself for it. ASOIAF / AKOTSK FANFICTION BAELOR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC

"all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter." fate is a curious thing. viserra velaryon and aemond targaryen treat theirs as casually as flipping a coin, until they realize what it means to be born to burn together. ☀☾ crossposted on ao3. aemxfemoc. tt: ladyblackflame

He is fire; she fears the flames. Naerys Velaryon, firstborn of Rhaenyra Targaryen, bears the blood of the dragon yet carries a curse that sets her apart: a terror of fire. When her mother's claim hung by a thread, she was bound in childhood to her uncle, Aemond Targaryen - a union forged not of love, but as the price exacted for the loss of his eye. Ten years later, Naerys returns to King's Landing to fulfill her duty. Yet her betrothed is no longer the boy she once knew. Aemond is vengeance made flesh, as sharp and unforgiving as the blades he wields. In a court ruled by treachery, where oaths shatter as swiftly as they are sworn, they must set aside their grievances... if only to seize what they both covet: the Iron Throne. And in the game they are forced to play, hatred may prove the only thing more perilous than desire. All rights belong to George RR Martin and HBO House of The Dragon, except any original characters and canon divergence on this story.

"All the things she said, all the things she said Running through my head, running through my head All the things she said This is not enough "