"He's stalwart. Clever. As adept with his lute as he is with his sword. And a feature in the fancies of many a young lady I'd wager." Having affections for a prince was not uncommon for a high born lady of her standing. But he was her enemy, her mind scolded her. There were dozens upon dozens of reasons why it was a bad idea for her to be sneaking out to see him. And yet she could not help herself. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. And. . . she knew she would get burned. Knew she could get killed. But whenever his lips touched hers she found herself not caring about any of that. She just knew she didn't want him to stop.

The night Daemon came back from the Step Stones, ended completely different. Him and Rhaenyra did go out and they did go to a brothel and daemon did in fact TRY to abandon Rhaenyra but she didn't allow that. Rhaenyra found out she was pregnant just a few months into her marriage to Ser Laenor. Aemma Velaryon (Targaryen) would become the Realms fury, in many ways she touched people's lives, all who met her loved her dearly but would never challenge her, she was ferocious and formidable in every fight she fought. A true Dragon, Rhaenyra and Daemon's perfect mix. The one who truly loved her though was her Uncle Aegon... and their story became some what similar to her own mother and fathers.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ TWO DRAGONS, ONE CROWN. ❝ the crown is not given, it is taken. ❞ ✶ GWAYNE HIGHTOWER x FEM!OC ✶ SEASON 1 - ??? ✶ 1.07.25 ￫ cover by me ￫ crossposted on ao3 © KHALEESIFY , 2025

What if a wild spirit of house Targaryen and a loyal knight will met in a war between their houses? Saera, full of passion and ferocity, fighting for her sister birthright and Gwayne, a faithful but doubtful knight, meet in the middle of a civil war, where their feelings will be put to a severe test. In the background there are dragons, intrigues, and the inevitable confrontation with the brutal reality of the Dance of Dragons. In a dance where alliances are short-lived and loyalties change from day to day, their fates will become entwined in a difficult path where love and war meet in fire. - (OC x Gwayne Hightower)

THIS WILL GO COMPLETELY AU SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY : Adara Stark was taught that women are nothing more than just bearing child and be obedient, but she knew she was more than that. Playlist : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/04eUdCeL35SWQk3zhAqgL8?si=gva72QnmRgaz1MvbMh4hKw&pt=923128ec3f05527bb6153ce955798f80 [I know the cover is not the best, but I'm not that good with editing. Pictures in the cover are from Pinterest. To be fair, I started this fanfic in the world of Fire and Blood, where a young Stark fall in love with Daemon and later having his son, who both later served Rhaenyra in the Dance of Dragons and somehow, along the way of the draft, this happens...]

In a realm torn by duty and honor, Gwayne Hightower and Maelena Targaryen find themselves unwillingly united. Bound by obligations and the weight of responsibility, they have no room for desire or personal longing. And yet, as time passes and their hearts begin to understand one another, they yearn not for good grace or power, but only for each other. ──── ✥ ✥ ✥ ──── ( OC x Gwayne Hightower )

The birth of Rhella Targaryen marked the only princess to the heir Baelor, along with Valarr, the young prince born minutes before her. Her hair was opposing of her twin brother, long silvery white that looked of shimmery moonlight against her pale complexion. Beneath lay a streak of dark brown much like her fathers. Baelor bathed in Rhella, his only daughter of mere 3 children. His love was sensible, kind, he would give the world for her at the bat of an eyelash. Something Aerion loathed. Aerion Targaryen x oc Slight Ser Duncan x oc

she was his solace, his sanity, his only reason to breathe

"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]

Princess Rhaelyra Velaryon was never meant for a quiet life. Silver-haired, sharp-minded, and born of old Valyrian blood, she was promised young to Prince Aerion Targaryen - Brightflame, a man the realm fears almost as much as it reveres. To most, Aerion is unstable. Dangerous. Too proud of the dragon he believes lives inside him. But with Rhaelyra... he is something else entirely. Devoted. Possessive. Obsessed. She is the only one he listens to, the only one he cannot bear to lose - his queen, his anchor, and in his eyes, something dangerously close to divine. As they travel to the Ashford tourney, politics sharpen, rivalries rise, and watchful eyes follow their every move. Knights gather, alliances shift, and whispers about the Targaryen prince and his silver queen grow louder by the day. Yet beneath the spectacle lies a deeper tension - one neither crown nor marriage can fully contain. Because loving a dragon is never simple. And being loved like one can be even more dangerous.