Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

The birth of Rhella Targaryen marked the only princess to the heir Baelor, along with Valarr, the young prince born minutes before her. Her hair was opposing of her twin brother, long silvery white that looked of shimmery moonlight against her pale complexion. Beneath lay a streak of dark brown much like her fathers. Baelor bathed in Rhella, his only daughter of mere 3 children. His love was sensible, kind, he would give the world for her at the bat of an eyelash. Something Aerion loathed. Aerion Targaryen x oc Slight Ser Duncan x oc

Vaenys Targaryen, Baelor's daughter, returns from Dragonstone as every inch a true Valyrian-silver hair, violet eyes, and already promised to another. But Aerion Brightflame has been dreaming of her, over and over, with dragons circling in the dark. The dreams grow stronger, and so does his certainty. In his mind, she was never meant for anyone else but him.

In times of uncertainty, survival depends on measured, deliberate choices-the kind that decide between ruin and triumph. House Targaryen was no longer at the height of its power; with the loss of their dragons, they seemed less like gods among men and more like rulers stripped of divine favor. King Daeron II understood that the loyalty of the great houses could no longer be secured through fear alone, but through carefully woven alliances that bound them to King's Landing. Alara Tyrell, renowned throughout the Seven Kingdoms for her beauty and gentle heart, became an obvious choice. A union blessed by both the Targaryen king and his Dornish queen promised to tether the Reach to the Iron Throne. Yet one question lingered beneath the pageantry: was it truly possible for the delicate peony of Westeros not to wither-or worse, burn-beneath the iron will of the king's fourth son, a man forged in fire and expectation?

𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖, 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄

"you take such delight, in killing my light" - boys, bugs, and men - or - she's only ever been a toy for him to break, for he was a cruel child, and a monstrous man bathed in fire; that is, until soft hands finally cradle her. ever changing, but gentle, all the same. | crossposted on a03 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros, save for my OCs and the plot points I have created | - 2023, xxpeppermintxx109 Best rankings - #1 targcest - 02/25/26 (lmao) #2 ocfanfic - 02/25/26

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴠᴏᴡꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀɪᴀʟ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜰʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ Aerion Targaryen x oc x slight valarr Targaryen mature

Based on the HBO series 'A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms' - Game of Thrones Universe There are no dragons in this story... The only thing that ever came close to one was Viserra's brother, Prince Aerion Targaryen. The thought of standing beside a living dragon would not have frightened her in the slightest, but standing near Aerion, in this moment, terrified her. Trigger Warnings: - sexual & physical violence - violence - graphic depictions - blood & gore - abuse - suicide - course language

You had been betrothed to Cregan stark at the start of the war. He was the noble and honourable stark that he was he supported your mother claim without restraint. So much so your mother saw it fit to betroth the two of you. So when disaster strikes and you and your younger brother are the only two survivors, you a shipped of north in your grief, leaving only Cregan to heal your wounds.

i have traveled far and wide. i have warred with the angels and supped with the devils. i have seen universes birthed into my hands, and men dying with my name fumbling from their lips. i have known cruelty and i have known love. and I choose love. akotsk / baelor targaryen season one ― canon divergence