The Tourney of Ashford brought many things celebration for a lord's daughter's nameday, dancing, jousting, political controversy... and even tragedy. But what happens when a princess arrives a day before the rest of her family and finds herself in the tents of a certain Baratheon... and a certain tall knight? This is the story of Vaela the Valiant a Targaryen princess who longs to do what is right for the people of the realm, even if it means standing against her own blood. And this is only the beginning.

She comes like rain, soft and gentle, upon his cheeks. The taste of summer snow and enduring love, like a declaration of war upon fate. ⸻ ( daemon targaryen ) ( house of the dragon ) • 2022 ( rewrite in progress )

The Great Tournament at Ashford Meadow was meant to be a display of pageantry and peace. Among the hosts delegation is Elara Tyrell , a young lady of Highgarden whose sharp wit is as refined as the golden roses of her house. While the southern lords lose themselves in the spectacle of the joust, Elara's path crosses with Lyonel Baratheon. As the tournament progresses and tensions between the great houses rise. Elara finds herself drawn into a man who lives by his own rules -2026- -a knight of the seven kingdoms s1- This is a fictional story, I do not own any characters of A Knight Of The Seven Kingdoms only my own created characters

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 ❝ and spite's as good a reason to take his power. ❞ ╰┈➤ a knight of the seven kingdoms fanfic ╰┈➤ duncan the tall x fem!oc ╰┈➤ following the akotsk series ╰┈➤ I DO NOT OWN AKOTSK !!!

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝. The North does not kneel easily. And it certainly does not trust dragons. Aryssa Stark was sent South as a pawn-but she never expected to find herself drawn to the very man who took everything from her. Baelor Breakspear Targaryen is cold, calculating, and far too powerful... yet behind his control lies something softer, something that begins to unravel her in ways she cannot fight. But nothing in their world is simple. With whispers of betrayal, a past love turning into something darker, and death creeping closer with every passing day, Aryssa is forced to question everything-her loyalty, her heart... and the man she's starting to trust. Because in a court where power is everything and love is a weakness, falling for him might be the most dangerous thing she'll ever do. And if love dares to bloom between ice and fire - Winterfell may not survive it. 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐨𝐟𝐜

The girl reminded her of the women at the brothel. The same painted mouth, the same hopeful glance at every passing rider. Yet Ireyne herself belonged neither among them nor among the highborn ladies who would attend the tourney. Ser Duncan the Tall × commoner oc

❝𝐀 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫❞ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭 | 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐢 Her true name was spoken only in shadows: Levónalehím Saffronlé Lórien. Her past, fractured-hidden within memory. Yet, Middle-earth has a way of summoning those it has marked, whether they seek such paths or flee from them. Though few knew the truth of her origins, her bond with Bilbo Baggins ran deeper than blood-a quiet thread that tied her to him. Alas, even that fragile tether could not hold her when fate intervened. When her road crossed that of Thorin Oakenshield and his Company, the turning of her life became inevitable. Fate bound her to their quest of reclaiming of Erebor-a kingdom buried beneath sorrow, gold, and dragon-fire. Among Dwarves who eyed her with suspicion, and shadows that hunted what light she carried, Saffronlé found something she had not known since childhood: a place where her presence mattered. In the echo of steel upon stone, beneath starlight and the whisper of ancient evils stirring, she discovered something rarer still-love. A love that remains steady and unexpected, blooming in the unlikeliest of hearts. •PG-13 : Violence, Action, & Brief Language• {My Rights : +cover, +character, & +my ideas}

Lyra Malfoy is what everyone expects her to be. Rich, stuck-up, and a traditionalist pure-blood by heart. But she is also beautiful, intelligent, and kind to those she considers her friends. Lyra has everything she could ever hope for. Her life at Hogwarts is perfect or almost, at least. The Weasley Twins seem to have a tiny obsession with her. She's always on the end of their pranks despite barely interacting with them. When one of their pranks goes too far, one of the Weasley Twins finds himself asking for her forgiveness. Lyra Malfoy will not make it easy for him, though. Along the road to forgiveness, many secrets will be discovered and others formed, an unlikely friendship will be created, and love will blossom despite all odds.

Layarah Targaryen. She lived in the North for her own safety after her father and mother died and the end of her family reign. Her time in the North wasn't pleasant. Terrible of thing have happened to the girl which she tried to forget but she couldn't. She wasn't able to pick her clothes, the way her hair is styled or what she ate. She was tired of being controlled and not having anything to say all because she was a woman. But then she was married off to a Lannister. A snarky, golden Lion. Jaime Lannister. Layarah hated to Lannister's after everything the family had done to hers. Yet once she met and had gotten to know Jaime not the Kingslayer but Jaime Lannister she had quickly fallen in love with the Lord. When the Days grew the more she realized she needed to make a change in the world. She was going to regain her throne back. And become the Natural Queen she was destined to be. So she needed to be careful with how she played the Game of Thrones knowing every steps can be the cause of her death. "I'm afraid." Jaime spoke. Layarah furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Jaime looked at her facial expression and sighed. He wanted her to understand that the Jaime who she was married to was gone, he wasn't that man anymore. The man who she fought for when he was gone, the man who she craved, the man who she loved. He was gone. "Afraid of what?" Layarah asked softly. She placed her palm on Jaime's cheek caressing it. Jaime looked down to the ground embarrassed. He wanted to please her and so much more but he just couldn't. "You'd realize you loved me more with my hand." Layarah stared blankly at her husband. She never could stop loving him even if she tried. He was the love of her life, even if she didn't realize it yet. Layarah let out a laugh. Jaime stared at her blankly, he didn't know what was so funny. EDITING Season 1-8

𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺, 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘺 - 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀. ©𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘴 * cringe writing warning *