Born in Lys, Vaenora grows up surrounded by beauty and freedom, never imagining her future lies across the sea. In Westeros, the Great Spring Sickness has devastated House Targaryen, leaving Prince Valarr Targaryen the reluctant heir to the Iron Throne. Widowed and grieving, he has no wish to remarry, but the realm demands an heir. Chosen for her Valyrian blood and beauty, Vaenora is brought to Westeros and thrust into a marriage built on duty rather than affection. Admired by the court yet stripped of her freedom, she struggles to find her place beside a husband haunted by loss. As intrigue spreads through the royal court, Vaenora finds an unexpected connection that offers comfort-and the possibility of something more. But in a kingdom ruled by duty, forbidden feelings come at a dangerous cost. Caught between obligation and her own desires, Vaenora must decide what she is willing to sacrifice for freedom, love, and her future. Set during a fragile Targaryen reign, a tale of courtly intrigue, forbidden desire, and difficult choices unfolds within the Red Keep. Oc x Valarr Targaryen Oc x Ser Duncan the tall

Prince Valarr Targaryen, son of Baelor Targaryen, was carefully sculpted to be the perfect prince. But the death of his beloved wife, Elayne Redwyne, left a hollow space in his chest that duty could not fill. In the cold wake of his loss, he found warmth in the one place he should have feared to look: the tempting arms of Lady Lysara Loraqen. Lysara is renowned for being clever, with a beauty that surpasses the muck of Westeros, and-most dangerously-the shackled wife of the volatile, Prince Aerion Targaryen. What began as a whispered confidence in a dark corridor has spiraled into a feverish obsession. For Valarr, Lysara is no longer just comfort; she is a necessity. But for Aerion, possession is the only law. Known for a temper that burns hotter than wildfire, Aerion views his wife as his absolute domain. The one thing no one can claim ownership over, but himself. In a court where every wall has ears, and every shadow has eyes, Valarr and Lysara play a lethal game of heated liaison. They dance recklessly on the edge of a blade, knowing that if Aerion were to suspect of their betrayal, the Dragonpit will run red with more than just old blood.

In which Valaerys , Graceful and distant. Each night, her dreams carry her to her Targaryen cousin, Aerion Brightflame, waiting for her in smoke and starlight. 2026 Aerion Targaryenxfemale oc

In all good stories Valarr had heard of duty and honour, the noble knight served his queen with favour and grace. Though when he and his father were summoned to Kings Landing, called to serve the King, Valarr knew he was soon expected to fulfil his own inevitable duty. With prospects looming over his head and the thought of a lifetime of duty, Valarr kept his resolve. This was what he was preparing for, what he knew was written for him, what the Gods had set for him. But the Old Gods were not dead, they still had a hand to play. ---------------------------- Valarr Targaryen x oc.

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?

"𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙮." 𝐀 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞]

How does a plain, insignificant girl come to marry the Heir to the Iron Throne? Many will say it was a match fated by the Gods, but the Gods play by their own rules... Kaestyra Velaryon, a girl of no notable birth, was set to marry a man she had never met: a betrothal organised by her despotic uncle. Baelor 'Breakspear' Targaryen, Prince of the Realm, must too seek a political alliance. However, one chance encounter brings about a storm of jealousy; rebellion and obsession, forever changing the history of Westeros.

Prince Aurion Targaryen is known across the Seven Kingdoms as the Reaper - a silent war hero who wields a warhammer, executes Blackfyres with his own hands, and walks through battle like death itself. Unfortunately for him, he must also deal with: a rage-filled teenage heir, a deeply melodramatic four-year-old convinced he is burdened by destiny, and Maekar Targaryen refusing to shut up. Fearsome on the battlefield. Exhausting at home.

The union of House Targaryen's golden prince and House Lannister's only daughter promises glory to the realm. For their gold and loyalty, the lions are welcomed to the foot of the Iron Throne - where warmth and wildfire are one and the same. What becomes of a naïve lion who wanders into a realm of dragons - one haunted by a quiet, twisting madness born of a self he cannot name, the other ablaze with outward fury for believing he has named it? The lion walks between flames, where innocence falters and even the gentlest heart tastes the dragons' unseen scorch. [unedited] ---------------------------- valarr targaryen x oc!lannister aerion targaryen x oc!lannister

Princess Daenerys Targaryen has never cared for courtly expectations-least of all the ones meant to contain her. At the Ashford Tourney, surrounded by knights, lords, and watching eyes, she grows restless beneath the weight of her name. Slipping free of her guards, she finds herself in the last place she should be: the camp of House Baratheon-and face to face with the man who has not forgotten her. Lyonel Baratheon has spent a year thinking of a girl he barely knew. One night is all it takes to realize he was never mistaken. But dragons do not come without fire-and Daenerys Targaryen has never been anything less than dangerous.