He had such dangerous hands, that rarely even touched a weapon. When the death of a good lord shatters the realm's fragile peace, the King's scattered bastards remain - living, breathing secrets. Two bastards of a stag crown find their fates entwined with a realm's ambitions by the very blood that has always marked them as outsider. He could not deny nor downplay it. her ambitions were alarming. a bastard child who can be nothing could also be everything. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ game of thrones oc centered fanfiction. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ sandor clegane and petyr baelish as love interests.

❝ Envy was, after all, colored green. ❞ ― It is both a blessing and a curse, being the Realm's Delight: Malentine Velaryon, Rhaenyra and Laenor's oldest son, knows that very well. He has been raised to be whatever the Iron Throne needs him to be: a skilled dragonrider, a charming prince, a shrewd politician - with a face like his, he can definitely be it all. Growing up alongside him, Aegon understands that he will always be a single step behind: born a moon too late, doomed to live in his shadow, straining to obtain whatever the Realm's Delight has for the sake of his own mother - who adores him dearly, but will not stand for failure. What is it that binds them, then, other than the blood in their veins? A love so scorching that will be their end. → A pre-Dance of the Dragons fanfiction. Part 1/? of "The Pearl" series.

𝘈𝘋𝘜𝘚𝘛 (adj.) scorched; burnt. jacaera targaryen; the heretic. the secret history of the princess' life, not as told through the archmaesters' recordings or sung by balladmongers, but through her own eyes. the tragedy of the queen who should've been. HOTD, SEASON 1━? FEM!OC / VARIOUS PART #1 of "KINGS, QUEENS, VAGABONDS"

❝ to ravage, to slaughter, to usurp under false titles, they call empire; and where they make a desert, they call it peace ❞. in which the second daughter of the king can't bear to live an ordinary life. team green targaryen oc (multiple love interests).

"come daena, sit with me," said the woman, taking her place at a bright wooden table while undoing her intricate hairstyle, letting the copper hair rest on her shoulders. "but the day is beautiful and the wind is favorable! qēlos will surely enjoy flying!" she answered, silently trying to move towards the door. "the sun will be out for many more hours and I'm sure your dragon will be in the mood to fly even later," she said calmly. "all right alaena! but know that I will never understand your obsession with this game!" she said almost capriciously, sitting heavily in the chair opposite her sister. "your eyes deceive you, dear daena, this is not a game, this is war, our war," she said calmly advancing a green pawn. [ fem!oc x gwayne h. fem!oc x many pairings ] house of the dragon. fire and blood. fanfic ocs & canon characters all rights reserved Ⓒ︎