BOOK 2 After a wedding that nearly ended in tragedy, Lyanna Tyrell and Aerion Targaryen begin their new life in Highgarden. But marriage to a Targaryen is never simple. As they travel to the famous Ashford Meadow Tourney, old loyalties, dangerous tempers, and the politics of Westeros threaten to test their love in ways neither of them expected.

Aerion Targaryen was never meant to choose. His marriage to the Princess of Volantis, Caelyra, was already decided - an alliance of blood and power. But Aerion never wanted her. He saw something else. Silent, invisible, Caelyra's slave was never meant to catch his attention - let alone become his choice. On the eve of a wedding meant to unite kingdoms, Aerion changes the fate of three lives. In secret, before a septon and with Daeron as witness, he marries the one who was never meant to be chosen. And in a world where dragons take what they want... No one walks away unscathed.

𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 is done watching from the stands. Betrothed to a cruel cousin and suffocated by court, she disguises herself as a mystery knight to ride in the Ashford Tourney. With her loyal brother as her only ally, Rhaelle gambles everything for a taste of freedom and a chance to choose her own fate, and perhaps, her own love, in a world that has already decided both for her.

In the frozen North, Juelle Frostmere has always found solace in the freedom her noble birth allows her - hunting, sparring, and the quiet companionship of Cregan, her father's only bastard son and lifelong friend. But when Aerion Targaryen, heir to the dragon blood, arrives at her name day, everything she knows about loyalty, love, and power is challenged. In a world where fire meets ice, can hearts endure the flames? This is a fanfiction set in the world of Westeros, featuring completely fictional houses and characters created for this story. Any resemblance to established lore is coincidental.

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

Silver hair. Lavender eyes. A house that once ruled the skies. Princess Saera Targaryen was born after the dragons. She did not inherit their wings. Only their fire.

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ " my moon, my man " Princess Gevinessa Targaryen, once known for her wild spirit and sharp tongue, has spent her life despising Prince Valarr Targaryen, the solemn, insufferable heir she could never outwit as a child. When an arranged betrothal binds them together, she is forced to confront not only her resentment, but the unsettling realization that the line between love and hate is far thinner than she ever imagined. As ancient Valyrian rites, family expectations, and her own stubborn pride collide, Nessa must decide whether the boy she once tormented is truly her cage... or something far more dangerous to her heart.

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.