three ladies, three different titles, all doomed

"All the things she said, all the things she said Running through my head, running through my head All the things she said This is not enough "

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.

The tale of Visenya Velaryon and Cregan Stark. Visenya Velaryon, young Princess of Dragonstone, is determined to prove herself worthy of her blood and protect her kin as the realm teeters on the edge of chaos. Far in the North, the young Lord of Winterfell- solemn, steadfast, and born to lead- grows into his destiny. Their paths collide once more, and the embers of an old bond flare hot amid rising shadows. But the Greens have seized Rhaenyra's throne, and war sweeps towards them like a storm, sparing neither the brave nor the beloved. As the realm burns and loyalties are tested, Visenya must confront the question that haunts all who bear the name Targaryen: When the coin is cast, will she rise to greatness... or fall to madness?

𝑰'𝒎 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 [ 𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒈𝒐𝒎𝒔 ] [ 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ] | 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏]

╰┈➤ ༉‧₊˚🗡️🪷❀༉‧₊˚.ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴀʏs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʜᴏʟᴅᴇʀ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇs? ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇs? ᴠᴀᴇʟʟᴀ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ. ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴛʜᴏʀɴs ɴᴏʀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇғɪᴀɴᴛ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟs. sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʟɪʟʏ ɪs ʀᴀʀᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ʀᴏsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏʀɴs. [ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ¹⁷ ⁰⁶ ²⁰²⁴] [ᵖᵒˢᵗᵉᵈ ¹⁹ ⁰⁶ ²⁰²⁴] [ᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ [ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉᵒᶜ ˣ ʲᵃᶜᵃᵉʳʸˢᵛᵉˡᵃʳʸᵒⁿ]

Following the loss of his wife, Dyanna Dayne, Prince Maekar has lived a life of cold solitude, and unending duty for his children. His life is meticulously crafted to fill the void Dyanna left, with the burdens of court politics, and war. Lady Ryelle Arryn, daughter of the Lord of the Vale, was one of girls chosen from across the realm, to accompany Kiera of Tyrosh as ladies-in-waiting, upon her arrival in King's Landing. Known for her brunette locks, often cascading in waves down her back, and her soft blue eyes; Ryelle was quiet, and tender hearted. Not a lady to seek an advantageous marriage, but one who sought to remain by Kiera's side. The political landscape of Westeros, however, had other plans. With the dormant threat of the Blackfyres haunting the throne, and the Free Cities growing brazen once more, the Vale forged a marriage of convenience with the Crown, thrusting Ryelle from the shadows unto Maekar's side, and the role of Princess of Summerhall. An army in exchange for a union between Dove and Avil. Influence in the East, Maekar would buy through his young wife. For her mother, Lady Taerra, hailed from the powerful house of Haen in Pentos. What begins as a dutiful arrangement between a hardened prince and his bride evolves into a grueling, slow-burn seduction of both mind and body. Maekar will have to learn to navigate the simmering tensions of his brother's regency, and his fear of betraying Dyanna's memory. While Ryella must find her footing at court, and in her husband's bed.

Deamyra was not raised to inherit power. She was raised to survive it. In a court where daughters are bargaining tools and affection is a liability, she understands one truth above all: safety is never given - it is secured. Valarr Targaryen is not the most charming of princes. He is not reckless. He is not easily swayed. But he is steady. In a world of unpredictable men and burning tempers, Valarr is restraint. Discipline. Protection forged in black steel. He does not promise romance - he promises order. And to Deamyra, order is worth more than poetry. She does not dream of fairy tales. She dreams of permanence. Of a place no one can remove her from. If becoming his wife means safety, she will become indispensable. If bearing his child means security, she will not hesitate. If loving him makes it easier to stay - she may allow herself that luxury. Because in the game of dragons, love is uncertain. But protection - protection can be chosen. And Deamyra has chosen.

Sherah is captured in Pentos, found stranded and naked ashore. Sent to King's Landing under King Daeron II's command, she is said to carry the blood of Old Valyria. Sherah becomes a whisper of hope in a time where dragons are but ash and legends. However, Prince Aerion Targaryen, dragons obsessed, bright as a flame and twice as mad, seems to distract Sherah from her purpose. fem oc x aerion targaryen

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story