Their marriage was never meant to be a love story. Bound together by duty and the will of the Iron Throne, they entered a union neither of them chose. While he remained devoted to the memory of his wife he had lost, she found herself wandering the halls of Summerhall as little more than a stranger, quietly learning the hearts of a family that was never truly hers.

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Aerion Targaryen was never meant to choose. His marriage to the Princess of Volantis, Caelyra, was already decided - an alliance of blood and power. But Aerion never wanted her. He saw something else. Silent, invisible, Caelyra's slave was never meant to catch his attention - let alone become his choice. On the eve of a wedding meant to unite kingdoms, Aerion changes the fate of three lives. In secret, before a septon and with Daeron as witness, he marries the one who was never meant to be chosen. And in a world where dragons take what they want... No one walks away unscathed.

Born mere moons apart, what more proves destiny? At least that is what Joselyn believes. [ 𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 ] [ 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 - ] [ 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ]

⎯betrayal cuts deep, especially when it comes from loved ones alaenys velaryon is rhaenyra's heir, and the only one of the velaryon siblings with silver hair [aegon ii x oc!velaryon x aemond targaryen] [aemond endgame]

Two Dornish women once vowed to never leave each other behind. That promise was kept throughout their whole lifetime, as the two had stepped hand in hand to board the ship for the journey to Westeros. One of the pair was no other than Princess Myriah Martell, whose marriage to King Daeron Targaryen Il was set to unite those of Dorne & Westeros for the good of the Realm. The other Janiya Jordayne would follow her closest friend Myriah Martell to Kingslanding upon her request and accompany the Princess at court. During her time in the Keep Janiya never expected to would find herself in love with a man from Westeros, though a second son of The Reach Ser Laurus Tyrell had proven her wrong. The year 176 ac was the first time both mothers were with child during the same time, the fourth borns were the last children both mother's would carry. While both women would deliver healthy babes only one of the mothers would live to see those two children meet. Ser Laurus Tyrell's life had been taken during one of the many hunting events he participated in, leaving the children of the young couple orphaned. Following her father's death a Dragon sigil letter was sent to her uncle Lord Leo Tyrell of The Reach ordering Mariella was to be taken to the capital as a 'ward' to House Targaryen. Mariella Tyrell's honey hued eyes did not linger on the heir to the iron throne, the Tyrell's sights had found their own way to King Daeron's youngest son Prince Maekar as he appeared far more interesting to Mara. While Maekar Targaryen's vivid violet eyes had stared back at Mariella Tyrell that day, neither of the pair had ever expected in years to come just the extent of what their stolen glances would carry. The love, hate and envy they had once shared, would lead to both sharing The Daunting Desire for one another. (Pre AKOTSK) {~AKOTSK / Fanfic / ASOIAF~} (OC x Maekar Targaryen 💌)

"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓." 𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝟏𝟔 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐒𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐮𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞]

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.

When love first turned to desire, both Maekar and Baelor found themselves drawn to their sister, Saenara. Their looks lingered, their touches felt too warm. The court spoke of duty and distance, but the blood of the dragon ran hot. What the world called wrong, they felt as fire.

Pretty ones are crazy. A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.