Serduncan Stories

[ Aerion Targayren x OC ] [Ser Duncan the Tall x OC ] Princess Aenora has always known her place: a life of duty, bound to a husband she despises. Cold, cruel Prince Aerion commands her obedience-but even his icy heart cannot shield her from the unexpected warmth of Ser Duncan, a knight as gentle as he is steadfast. Caught in a dangerous web of loyalty, love, and longing, Aenora must navigate the treacherous currents of court intrigue-and her own heart. Will she honour her vows, or risk everything for a chance at true happiness? A story of forbidden desire, hidden truths, and a love that could destroy-or save-them all.

In the North they call her the Lunatic wolf murmured the wind among the trees of the ford-. Spurned by her own blood and plagued by visions of a winter no one else can see, Alice Stark returns from a long exile in the temples of Essos searching for the peace that was stolen from her in childhood. However, the old gods never forgive nor forget.

Ser Duncan the Tall froze. His helmet slipped out his hand, leaving it in Baelors, who let it fall to the ground, pushing back. Slowly the man reached up, opening his brown, soaked cloak, he had used as a disguise, letting it fall to the ground, revealing a simple equally colored shirt. As he began to open that one too, Dunk reached out a Hand. "Stop." He tried but was silenced by a small "Tsk." He let go. The shirt, now open, revealed several scars beneath. One big slash on the Princes stomach, small ones over his chest. Dunk never expected such muscle under all those clothes but then again what did he expect? Baelor had been to war after all and enjoyed sparring from time to time. or: Baelor is lonely, so he finally acts upon his feelings for Duncan. Side Note: This fic will get more chapters It's also posted on ao3. Account name: Merjyt

" i could take another hit for you. " ⋆ ˙ ⋆ ⭒ ˚ . ⋆ ( SER DUNCAN FANFICTION | WLW OC X OC FANFICTION ) ⠀──🪷ᩖᩙᝪ᜔ THE ASHFORD TOURNEY is not where ser duncan thought he would find himself in a predicament. but after a collision with a targaryen's lady in waiting, he couldn't help but feel bewitched. one could not ignore josephine beesbury's presence, especially the hedge knight, when she was on the search for the princess. now challenged for a trial yet his heart remains yearning, duncan tries his best to stay grounded. MAENYS TARGARYEN decided to join her brother, aegon, in pursuit of something more than freedom- the life of a knight. far down the line of succession, a woman nonetheless, secured nothing for her but a title. but while trying to hide from her lady in waiting, maenys meets the woman who would steal the breath from her lungs: ayenna blackwood. ﹕⨳ forbidden romance , princess x knight , love at first sight , slow burn , secret identity ﹕⨳ romance , drama ﹕⨳ ser duncan x fem! oc | fem! targaryen x fem! blackwood

On his travels Ser Duncan and Egg met a man who calls himself Shortie, But to their surprise Shortie is not a man but a women that comes from noble beginnings, who had to choose between being a caretaker or carve out a fate for herself. A Ser Duncan the Tall x OC x Baelor Targaryen.

A forbidden love between two people from different classes in the time of a knight of the seven kingdom

Pretty ones are crazy. A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.

In the heart of the Red Keep, Lady Hazel Redtail never meant to capture the attention of dragons. One prince offers quiet devotion, the other dangerous fascination. As old rivalries awaken and dreams begin to whisper of fire, she must discover whether love is found in peace... or in the flames that threaten to consume them all.

❛ I dreamt of the purest of birds, caught impaled on the tip of a dragons talon. ❜ CAVALRYLADS ©️ 2026. fem! oc 𝒙 valarr targaryen. all rights reserved. written in english. ── loosely follows main canon / based on the A Knight Of The Seven Kingdoms. ( not edited )

❛ be cunning, and full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed. ❜ CAVALRYLADS ©️ 2026. fem! oc 𝒙 ser duncan. fem! oc 𝒙 aegon targaryen. all rights reserved. written in english. ── loosely follows main canon / based on A Knight Of The Seven Kingdoms. ( not edited ) the Good & Loyal Hounds series. book one / hunt the hare. book two / hares on the moutain. book three / the hartful hares.

Aryelle Stark, was fierce, stubborn, and mostly Independent until she laid eyes on The Dragon, Aerion Targaryen. He was everything she despised, rude, heartless, and most of all, mad. What happens when he gets satisfaction from making her life hell? Will she accept defeat? Or fight until it is her last day? Character oc / Aerion Targaryen

There is an old belief that trees remember. Every prayer whispered beneath their branches. Every promise carved into their bark. Every drop of blood spilled among their roots. If that is true, then the dead weirwood of Raventree Hall has witnessed more than most. For beneath its pale lifeless branches grows the story of four siblings from the ancient House Blackwood who find themselves engulfed by a fated tale far greater than they could have ever known. This is not a tale of heroes or dragon lords. It is a tale of people who loved too deeply, endured too long, and discovered that honour is rarely the clean, noble thing the songs and tales would have many folks believe.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙥𝙩-𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙝." The birth of Rhella Targaryen marked the only princess to the heir to the Iron Throne, Prince of Dragonstone, Baelor Targaryen. Along with Valarr, the young prince born minutes before her. Her hair was opposing of her twin brother, long silvery white locks 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

When the young Princess Maella Targaryen awakens from a coma following a mysterious fall, her memory is shattered, and only fragments of the future flicker in her mind. Haunted by visions, she uncovers more and more secrets she was never meant to know. At the same time, political intrigues and family tensions are forcing their way back into her life: her twin brother Aerion is not only cruel and domineering, but possessive to the point of impossibility. In the shadow of the upcoming Ashford Tournament, Maella must navigate between duty, destiny, and her own will, and decide whether she is ready and brave enough to change the future.

❝ IN WHICH BAELOR TARGARYEN AND MYRA THORNE SHARE A RELATIONSHIP DEFINED BY CONSTANT SHARP BANTER AND VERBAL SPARRING. THOUGH BAELOR IS FAMOUS FOR HIS UNSHAKABLE CALM, MYRA IS THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN TRULY PROVOKE HIS ANGER. TO OTHERS, THEY APPEAR LIKE RIVALS LOCKED IN A BATTLE OF WIT, BUT BENEATH THEIR PUBLIC HOSTILITY LIES POWERFUL ATTRACTION. IN PRIVATE, AWAY FROM PRIDE AND PRETENSE, THEIR ARGUMENTS GIVE WAY TO VULNERABILITY AND INTIMACY, REVEALING THAT THEIR SUPPOSED HATRED HIDES A DEEP, DANGEROUS CONNECTION. ❞ [BAELOR TARGARYEN]

Malya Stark of Winterfell never meant to stay in the south. Sent to the Stormlands to strengthen northern alliances, she expected rain, dull feasts, and far too many southern courtesies. What she did not expect was Lyonel Baratheon-loud, stubborn, and just as impossible as the storms that batter his castle. As tourneys rise and rivalries spark across the Seven Kingdoms, whispers of ambition, honor, and rebellion swirl around the great lords of Westeros. And somewhere between thunder and wolf's blood, Malya finds herself swept into a love as fierce and untamed as the lands that shaped them both.

VALENA - i believe his exact words were "raging, witchy, targaryen cunt." must say i can't fathom the raging bit. i don't get mad very often, do i, egg?" ser duncan the tall / female oc sir3nscry © 2026

Princess Elyse has spent her life being told who she belongs to. At twenty-eight, she is bound by duty to Prince Aerion-a match forged for power, sealed in cruelty, and enforced behind closed doors. When the weight of his violence becomes unbearable, Elyse does the unthinkable: she runs. Slipping from her chambers in the dead of night, she flees the castle and seeks refuge in the one man she was never meant to love-Ser Duncan the Tall, a humble knight with an unbreakable sense of honor and a heart far too soft for a world ruled by crowns. What begins as a desperate plan to escape the realm turns into something far more dangerous when Elyse is discovered. Confronted by Aerion in the streets and forced to choose between obedience and freedom, Elyse watches as the two men clash-one driven by entitlement and rage, the other by loyalty and love. Steel is drawn, blood is spilled, and the fate of a princess is decided not in a throne room, but in the dirt. Caught in a brutal love triangle where every choice carries consequences, Elyse must decide whether freedom is worth war-and whether love can survive in a world determined to break it.

❝ 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗔𝗙𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦 ❞ [BAELOR TARGARYEN]

Princess Visera Targaryen is Prince Baelor's only daughter, born on Dragonstone with silver hair like a promise and a curse, grows adored, indulged, and spoiled so thoroughly the realm itself seems trained to kneel when she merely lifts her chin. She is all velvet insolence and laughing defiance, a storm in pearls who expects the world to be handed to her, until she meets the one prince who does not bend. Aerion is fire given flesh: proud, cruel, and hungry for reverence, the sort of dragon-boy who would rather break than yield, and in him Visera finds the only refusal sharp enough to feel like desire. When King Daeron binds them in betrothal against the furious warnings of Baelor and Maekar, it is meant as a remedy, two tempests married to cancel each other out, but the gods do not bless such logic. What follows is a marriage like a dagger-dance: venom and laughter, denial and demand, courtly scandal and private hunger, two bright disasters locked together while those who love them watch with dread, knowing the realm has just tied silk to wildfire... and sooner or later, everyone will smell the smoke.