Aknightofthesevenkingdoms Stories

Set in the years before the events of A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, this story follows Rhaella Targaryen, a quiet and distant daughter of Maekar Targaryen, whose fragile mind bears the same affliction that once plagued his brother. Kept close and hidden from a world she does not fully understand, her condition is managed, contained-and never spoken of. But in trying to protect her from the fate that claimed his kin, Maekar's careful watch begins to take a darker shape. As silence grows heavier than any outburst, the line between duty and devotion blurs, binding father and daughter together in a way that is as fragile as it is inescapable. In a house where blood remembers, some inheritances cannot be outrun. (This fanfic will loosely follow the original timeline/plot of the franchise, however not everything will be true to the story and i will change a few things)

Princess Mariela Targaryen - daughter of King Daeron the Good, Princess of Dragonstone, wife to both Prince Baelor Breakspear and Prince Maekar - stands at the heart of House Targaryen's fragile unity. In 209 AC, she arrives at Ashford Meadow with her husbands and sons for a tourney meant to celebrate chivalry. Instead, it reveals fractures.

A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism. AERION TARGARYEN X MALE OC AKOTSK S1 ONWARD COVER BY @eveningstqr 2nd in #aknightofthesevenkingdoms (1-6-26) 4th in #mlm (6-6-2026)

'𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑾𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? [ 𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 ] [ 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ]

In the years after the Blackfyre Rebellion, when dragons lived only in memory and the realm stood fragile beneath the Targaryen crown, Princess Valena the bone eyed dreamer and daughter of Prince Maekar and Dyanna Dayne is sent north to outrun the visions that haunt her sleep. Hardened by winter, the old gods and the new, she returns south for the Tourney at Ashford Meadows, where prophecy, politics, and forgotten bonds are rekindled. But dragon dreams are seldom merciful, and some fires are not meant to be quenched. Valarr Targaryen x femOC

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.

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.

Years before the fall of the Iron Throne, the fire returns to a world that has grown cold. Maleynna Velaryon is a relic of an age of legends. Born to the "Queen Who Never Was" and the "Sea Snake," she was raised amidst the thunder of dragon wings and the sharp lessons of the most dangerous men in Westeros. But when a freak occurrence of ancient magic tears her from the height of the Dance of the Dragons, she is cast years forward into a realm that has forgotten the scent of dragonfire.

A runaway princess. A humble hedge knight. She hides her name. He hides his doubts. But when fate takes them to Ashford, secrets blaze to the surface. One wears no crown. The other never asked for one. In a realm of dragons, will fire save them-or burn them both? (COMING SOON)

In a realm bound by duty, legacy, and the weight of crowns, some stories begin not with war or ambition-but with something far quieter. Before he was known as Baelor Breakspear, heir to the Iron Throne and the realm's most beloved prince, he was simply a boy with mismatched eyes, carrying the expectations of a kingdom he did not yet understand. Before she became a lady whispered of in courts and songs, Denyse Hightower was a dreamer-gentle, golden, and full of stories about knights, love, and the kind of devotion that could outlast time itself. Their first meeting was nothing more than a fleeting childhood moment within the vast halls of the Red Keep-a fall, a hand extended, laughter shared beneath the sun. But from that single, innocent beginning, something deeper took root. As the years pass, the world around them grows harsher. Loyalties are tested, wars threaten to rise, and the burdens of birthright begin to close in. Baelor is shaped into a prince the realm demands, while Denyse must navigate a life where love is often a luxury denied to women of noble blood. Yet through distance, duty, and the unyielding pull of fate, one question lingers- Can a love born in innocence survive in a world ruled by power? Or will it become just another story, lost to time like so many before it?

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?

IN WHICH MAEKAR TARGARYEN MARRIES DAEMON BLACKFYRE'S BETROTHED. ( 21.05.26 ) ( maekar targaryen )

She was a peculiar thing, many agreed. Wolfs blood they called it-though only her Lady Mother was a Stark. Born with summer snows, the blood of the first men, and a stubbornness only her husband seemed to tolerate. But if you knew Baelor well, you would also know, he loved the stubborn, headstrong mind his wife acquired. But - there were those who said she was everything Baelor Breakspear could never afford to be. Maybe that was why he was so taken with her? as she was with him? or maybe they found understanding, the ability to be unburdened by the watchful eyes of those at court and find comfort in someone who accepted them for them, no formalities, false smiles or performances. Crossposted on Ao3 under @ finnickodair65 Baelor Targaryen x F!oc Pre- tourney at Ashford Meadow All characters and plots not original to me belong to George R.R Martin

The realm remembered she was born first. It simply chose to forget. Princess Aelyra Targaryen has spent her life surrounded by dragons, expectations, and the quiet certainty that some doors were never meant to open for her. Beautiful, capable, and far too proud for her own good, she moves through the halls of the Red Keep knowing that being admired is not the same as being chosen and no amount of excellence would ever make a daughter the heir.

A celebration turns into a game between you and your cousin, Aerion Targaryen. He's trying everything in his power to become your betrothed, but you refuse to take his bait. What started as a harmless teasing game, turns into a competition for your hand.

🔮🕊🔮🕊 Helaena Targaryen is the daughter of Maekar Targaryen and Dyanna Dayne, born in 193 AC. Like her ancestor Helaena Targaryen, sister-wife of Aegon the ll, Helaena is a dreamer, a dragon dreamer. Helaena older brother Daeron is a dreamer too. Helaena looks like her father with the hair and eyes but the face is all her mother, so when Dyanna Dayne sadly died giving birth, Helaena took on the role as mother. Helaena would take care of her younger siblings, Aemon, Daella, Aegon and Rhae, she would also take care of her older siblings too. Daeron her older brother sometimes thought Helaena was their mother, when he was drunk. Which is most of the time. Helaena didn't care tho, she only care that her family was taken care of. Helaena never let her family see her down or suffering, especially from her dreams. When Helaena was just a girl, 11 namedays she was married off to her older brother Daeron, she gave birth to a child, a little girl named Dyanna after their mother. Helaena and Daeron also had twin sons named Baelon and Aelyx, Daeron choosing the boys names. Helaena life ended somewhat like the first Helaena life ended but that ending is a while away.

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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

In another life, perhaps Lady Elya Wylde would have become the wife of Lyonel Baratheon. Instead, she became Lady Stokeworth. Years after their secret courtship ended, Elya arrives at the Ashford tourney trapped in a bitter marriage to a cruel husband, with only her sworn sword for company and far too much anger left in her heart. Lyonel Baratheon arrives unmarried, half-legend already, and still carrying the memory of a woman who never truly stopped belonging to him. Old wounds reopen quickly. So do old habits. And some loves, unfortunately, survive everything.

IN WHICH A TARGARYEN DAUGHTER ATTENDS ASHFORD MEADOW TOURNEY. ( 19.02.26 ) ( duncan the tall )