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𝐓𝐇𝐄 π’ππŽπˆπ‹π’ πŽπ… 𝐖𝐀𝐑 | robert baratheon by stellathestar-
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π˜ͺ𝘯 𝘸𝘩π˜ͺ𝘀𝘩 the last daughter of a fallen dynasty is forced to marry the man who destroyed her family β†’ asoiaf β†’ post robert's rebellion β†’ robert baratheon x fem!oc started: 07.03.25
π„ππ“π€ππ†π‹π„πŒπ„ππ“ ✧ BAELOR TARGARYEN by obliviateds
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in which RHAENYS TARGARYEN is a dragon dreamer. When she foresees BAELOR TARGARYEN, Prince of Dragonstone, fall to his demise at Ashford, she changes the course of his fate ── weaving their destinies into a binding entanglement. [ BAELOR BREAKSPEAR X OC ] [ A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS AND ASOIAF UNIVERSE ] [ 2026 ]
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 πƒπ”π“π˜ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 | Baelor Targaryen by emmyspages
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After her mother's death, Elaena Hightower is drawn into a political marriage with the heir to the Iron Throne. Duty is demanded, and love uncertain. Or perhaps, inevitable?
Northern Lights,   Game of Thrones by playasgonplay
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The north remembers..... cover by arii <3 Game of thrones Season 2 onwards
Brightflame // Aerion Targaryen  by LadyMidnights
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Princess Daenora Targaryen was promised from a young age to her cousin Aerion Targaryen, a man feared by many. What began as an arranged marriage turned into a dark, passionate, and destructive romance. a song of ice and fire fandom Β©The characters and universe in this story do not belong to me.
fated | v. targaryen by moonyssecrethoughts
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when lord lyonel baratheon hosted a tourney at storms end in honor of his only daughters seventeenth nameday, the great houses of westeros assembled at the ancestral seat of house baratheon. even the house of the dragon had made the journey from the crownlands to here - gracing the tourney not only with the presence of the heir, prince baelor, but king daeron himself. an event worthy of the historybooks, just as lord baratheon intended - what had not been on his mind was the fact that his beloved daughter, the storms doe, had caught the eye of a dragon.
The Unholy [ π™Όπ™°π™΄π™Ίπ™°πš πšƒ. ] by bbghorl_cregan_
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❝my darling husband, i will not let you know peace.❞ a hedge knight, a "squire", and a "septa-to-be" make their way to the tourney, but brought nothing but chaos and conflict in their wake.
Growing in Iron and Fire // Maekar Targaryen  by mysterymoon9_
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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?
THE TRAGEDY OF EXISTENCE. VALARR TARGARYEN by arttemia
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Prince Valarr Targaryen knows his time is running out. As the heir to the crown, he must choose a wife-not for love, but for duty. The realm needs a strong alliance, and the woman he marries must be sensible, gentle, and above all... suitable for the good of the crown. Meanwhile, Adrestia Stark has spent years avoiding any talk of marriage. She slips away from the gazes of young lords, cuts short conversations with her parents, and pretends the subject simply does not concern her. She refuses to become a pawn in the political games of noble houses. Fate, however, has other plans. For the nineteenth birthday of Lovetta Baratheon, nobles from all the great kingdoms gather at Storm's End. Several days of feasts, tournaments, and celebrations are meant not only as a grand festivity, but also as the perfect opportunity for powerful marriage alliances to be made. On the night before the celebrations begin, Adrestia sneaks into the castle library in search of quiet. There she meets a young squire. They talk for hours-openly, honestly, and without the masks of courtly politeness. For the first time, Adrestia can say everything she truly thinks about lords, marriage, and the world she lives in. The problem is that the truth comes out the very next day. The boy was not a squire. He was Valarr Targaryen, son of Prince Baelor and heir to the Iron Throne. And the girl who had avoided conversations about marriage more than anyone in Westeros may have just become the one person the prince truly wants to speak to again.
πŒπ„π“π€ππŽπˆπ€ | M. Targaryen  by afteryourkiss
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He had hated the thought of her from the first day. Hated the idea of another woman walking the halls of Summerhall where Dyanna had once walked. Yet the heart is a traitorous thing. For in time it beat for the young Arryn girl...faster, and far more fiercely than it ever had for the wife he had buried. πŒπ€π„πŠπ€π‘ 𝐗 πŽπ‚