A collection of three interconnected one-shots chronicling the legacy of Rhaenyra Targaryen after her death-from the eyes of her dragon, her descendants, and her realm. Chapter One: Westeros remembers. Historical excerpts of the Legacy of the Golden Princess thought time. Chapter Two: Syrax remembers. She has not flown in a century. Not because she can't-but because she won't. Until the boy is born. The one Rhaenyra dreamed of. The one made for her. Chapter Three: Naerys mourns. The Queen of Light is gone, and the capital weeps-loudly, wrongly. But Naerys knows the truth: her grandmother would not have wanted silence. She would've wanted lemon cakes, music, and a reckoning. Three perspectives. One legacy. A queen's love, grief, and fire echo across generations. Because some dragons do not forget. And some families refuse to fade.

"Is this some kind of joke?" I whispered in shock, my voice trembling as I stared at the reflection in the ornate mirror before me. Well, her mirror. The polished silver showed a face I knew all too well-just not my own. Pale skin, a cascade of silver-gold hair, and violet eyes that could only belong to one person. "Who the hell did I piss off to become her? The Black Queen?" My words were almost a growl as I gripped the edges of the vanity, the cold metal biting into my fingers. That's right. One moment, I was just me, heading home after another long day, and the next... a car came out of nowhere. I don't even remember the impact, not really. It was too fast. No flashes of light, no angelic choirs-just darkness. And then I was here. The next thing I knew, a maid was shaking me awake, her voice trembling with reverence as she called me Princess Rhaenyra. Yeah. That Rhaenyra. The Black Queen herself. The one and only Maegor with tits.

"her fight and fury is fiery, oh, but she loves like sleep to the freezing, sweet and right and merciful, I'm all but washed in the tide of her breathing." - hozier ________________________________ Athera Baratheon, the daughter of King Robert Baratheon and Queen Cersei Lannister, is caught between the weight of her lineage and the desires of her heart. In a kingdom where alliances are fragile and loyalty is tested, she finds herself drawn to a love that could either save or destroy her. With the future of the realm at stake, can she follow her heart without losing everything? For when you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. ------------ asoiaf fanfic asoiaf contains mature themes, reader discretion advised all rights to George R.R. Martin, original characters are mine

Joanna Lannister, Tywin Lannister's youngest, is a bastard. Even being named a true Lannister after proving herself as a child, the young lady is still struggling to find her true self. On top of that, she has been nicknamed a shrew, after scaring away every young suitor she meets. On her eighteenth name day, Joanna is given a choice by her father. Marry an old man or become a Silent Sister, devoted to the gods and virtue. But the opportunity to woo Robb Stark arises, and the young lioness agrees, determined to win the north in her favour. Who can say no to gain power in their country? Definitely not a Lannister. Follows the HBO show Game of Thrones and the book series A Song of Ice and Fire by George RR Martin. I own nothing but my OC and some other characters. Expect language and themes you'd find in Game of Thrones, however, I do add Trigger Warnings at the beginning of a chapter if the content calls for it. If I am missing a serious trigger warning, please let me know :)

||Complete|| Princess Allaena Targaryen, youngest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, was never meant to shape the realm. Cherished and bold, she lived free of duty-until love bound her to Ser Criston Cole, her sworn protector and secret heart. When she's wed to a Dornish prince for politics, it's Criston who stays at her side, raising children that bear his blood, though the realm must never know. Now King Viserys is dead. The Dance of the Dragons begins. Rhaenyra calls for her loyalty. Her family demands her choice. But Allaena's true allegiance lies with Criston-and the legacy they've built in the shadows. As war ignites, Allaena must decide: protect her family... or fight for the future only fire can claim.

Garrett Baratheon was every maidens dream come true but no woman would ever be good enough for Cerseis firstborn and heir. 🦁 "You know you are fighting in a losing battle. Making a noose out of your hollow crown. I hold a flame up to your paper castle. Watch it all burn down." 🌹 Most characters belong to grrm

Rhaenys Targaryen, third child of Rhaegar and Elia, was just weeks old when King's Landing fell. Hidden away in a nursery, she was saved by a dying maid-and found by Ned Stark. Choosing mercy over vengeance, Ned took the girl north, raising her in Winterfell as a ward under tight-lipped protection. Now grown, with war brewing and a betrothal to Robb Stark binding her to the wolf pack, Rhaenys must navigate love, loyalty, and the truth of who-and what-she truly is. I don't own the world or characters - they belong to George R. R. Martin and HBO. This is a fan-made work for fun and creative exploration.

A story where Robert and Cersei try for a next child after Joffery is born and have a babe named Axel. Axel isn't the same as his brothers he is what Kings Landing would think Robert Baratheons son would look like. The boy trained in sword fighting but his old mentor Ser Barristan Selmy was dismissed and Axel had already learnt what he needed to know. He was trained in politics by his grandfather Tywin Lannister and he took the boy under his wing and made sure the boy was ready for what he had planned. After the Blackwater battle, he meets the Tyrells. A/n: The story and characters belong to Game of Thrones creators I only own the character Axel Baratheon and Adrian Waters.

"You can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved" Audelia Stark of Winterfell, the beauty of the seven kingdoms, daughter of the honourable Lord Eddard Stark. Her life was perfect, she had everything she ever wanted. A family that she loved and loved her. But that didn't last long. And now she has to find her way again. Who does she want to be? Who will she be? Those are good questions that she needs to find answers to.