In the high halls of the Eyrie, Lady Alyra Arryn learned a simple truth: Power does not belong to the kind. It belongs to those who are willing to take it. Sent to King's Landing for the wedding of Prince Baelor Targaryen and the young Princess Aelora, Alyra arrives at court with a purpose hidden behind gentle smiles and graceful manners. The lords of the realm see only a quiet daughter of the Vale. They do not see the mind watching every move. When Prince Aerion Targaryen - brilliant, dangerous, and feared - becomes fascinated by the calm young lady who does not tremble before him, Alyra realizes the game has begun. But court is more treacherous than she imagined. Princess Aelora offers her friendship. Prince Valarr Targaryen sees too much. And ambition has a price even Alyra may not be ready to pay. As loyalties shift and hearts betray their owners, Alyra must decide how far she is willing to go to place her blood upon the Iron Throne. Because in King's Landing, love is weakness. And the game is already in motion.

[PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS‼️] IN WHICH, a young woman who grew up in a brothel in the slums of Flea Bottom leaves King's Landing on a turnip cart, in hopes to make more coin at Ashford Meadow. She crosses paths with a hedge knight whose never experienced the touch of a woman. Not only was he the tallest man she's ever seen-but the first to ever show her what love truly is. She also catches the attention of a Targaryen prince, becoming his object of desire-and subject to his cruel ways of pleasure. ( A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms Fanfiction ) ( Ser Duncan the Tall x Fem!Commoner OC x Aerion Targaryen )

Prince Baelor Breakspear survived a blow that should have killed him and woke into a life that did not feel like his own. Dragons still lived, Vermithor answered to him without hesitation, and the court behaved as if nothing was wrong. At the center stood Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, his wife of more than ten years, a woman he knew only from history books who watched him with the care of someone afraid to lose him twice. They blamed the injury for his confusion, but Baelor began to notice fractures no one spoke of. His sons clung to Rhaenyra as their mother, Maekar avoided certain truths, and Rhaenyra seemed to know more than she should about his memories and the realm itself. The more time he spent with her, the more he felt that his survival had not been a miracle but something deliberately preserved. As familiarity grew into affection, Baelor wondered if he was simply recovering from a wound or trying to understand a world that did not quite fit him. If this had always been his life, why did it feel borrowed? And why did Rhaenyra love him with a certainty he could not yet remember earning?

A collection of one shots for House Of The Dragon. **Smut is included in the one shots** Daemon Targaryen Aemond Targaryen Aegon Targaryen Jacaerys Velaryon Criston Cole Harwin Strong

BOOK 2 After a wedding that nearly ended in tragedy, Lyanna Tyrell and Aerion Targaryen begin their new life in Highgarden. But marriage to a Targaryen is never simple. As they travel to the famous Ashford Meadow Tourney, old loyalties, dangerous tempers, and the politics of Westeros threaten to test their love in ways neither of them expected.

In the twilight of the Crusader Kingdom of Jerusalem, a fragile peace rests upon sacred sands - and upon the shoulders of a dying king. King Baldwin IV, the Leper King, rules behind a mask of silver and restraint. His body betrays him more with each passing day, yet his spirit endures - proud, lonely, and weighed by the crown's cruel duty. From the distant isle of Aegea arrives Princess Zahara, a healer of divine repute and a woman bound to him by political promise. Rumor calls her an angel sent from heaven, her touch said to cure even the incurable - yet beneath her veil lies a secret: she is albino, her eyes carrying the crimson hue that superstition brands as cursed. What begins as an arranged alliance for the sake of kingdoms slowly blossoms into something neither expected - a quiet love born from pain, faith, and the mercy of understanding. In Zahara's presence, Baldwin rediscovers what it means to be seen without pity, while she learns that love can grow even beneath a crown of sorrow. But as politics stir and enemies close in - as the court whispers of a foreign bride with eyes like blood - both king and princess must decide if love is enough to heal a kingdom drowning in sin and sand. ---- THIS STORY IS INSPIRED BY THE MOVIE "Kingdom of Heaven" I DO NOT WISH TO STEAL OFF OF ANYONE, AND IF ANY REFERENCE SEEMS FAMILIAR TO ANOTHER- KNOW IT IS NOT INTENDED BUT MERELY ONLY A COINCIDENCE. This story however has its own timeline, as some parts will not follow the original which is the movie "Kingdom of Heaven" .. 🥇#baldwin 11/13/25

this is a new fanfic about baldwin the fourth because i got sick of either bad or discontinued ones

Amicia wanted nothing more but peace. But peace is not given to princesses, especially not to the future bride of Baldwin VI of Jerusalem. She does not want to leave home, but she also does not want to disappoint her father, her kingdom. So she obeys and enters a marriage that feels so cold and distant. But what if the little dove with silver hair spreads her wings to comfort the aching king of Jerusalem? Will he let her in? Will she overlook his illness and see him for what he truly is? Or will this sanctuary that is slowly building in their hearts be tested and twisted by those who seek power?

Al-Andalus 1183. Lluna Valentia bint Al Mualim De Bosch is a Spanish/Moorish noble, fruit of an interfaith union that hoped to unite two conflicting faiths of the Iberian Peninsula. However, hope is a dream and the reality is that the family's influence, wealth, and titles are in danger with the constant friction between the Almohad Caliphate and the Christians wishing to retake their Iberian land. At nineteen, Valentia is the only remaining daughter to be wed and their only hope to salvage their social standing. At the other side of the Mediterranean, the terminally young King of Jerusalem fears for the future of his kingdom and his struggle to provide a successor that will lead in example. In a last act of hope, or desperation, word is sent out that the King looks for a betrothed. Many countries receive the news, but few people are eager to answer. Yet in Al Andalus, it means a seizable opportunity for a certain family. It is no doubt a convenient solution for both sides. But the convenience is flawed, complicated. Because of the King's illness, it remains to be seen whether there is a point to it all. And, after all, nobody asked what Lady Valentia thought about the whole situation. Can this unwilling bride give her life and love away to a leper? And what is that which makes her the only one who could? Something far more sinister than a disease lurks ahead. Factions and alliances will either cooperate or sow discord. With such chaos, even the most unlikely of alliances may not be out of reach for this Kingdom. //the mature tag does NOT indicate smǔt, it indicates violence, blood, and heavy topics (and perhaps mildly spicy scenes (but no smǔt)) More disclaimers and warnings inside King Baldwin IV x OC || This is a long-fic and slow-burn so that's why the pace is so "slow". Pls be patient <3 ALSO AVAILABLE ON AO3‼️

"𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙅𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙢?" (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Context that no one reads♥ I'll make this short because everyone here has read the first one. Thank you for the outstanding comments you guys have left! It was a pleasure to write but even more so to share and witness it grow and though this final book was a hard one, (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ here we finally are. Again, I have only written one historical book so please 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭 :) Based on: -Movie: The Kingdom of Heaven (2005) -Historical figure: King Baldwin IV of Jerusalem (1161-1185) Includes: -The Arthurian Romances by Chrétien de Troyes (1130-1190) quotes Started: 19th February 2024 Ended: 23rd April 2025 Don't miss this too much, I am merely a passerby.