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A Warmer Winter

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Content Warning for this chapter: Cursing, Yearning

Word Count for the Chapter: 1,022

Chapter 1; The Winding Winds

The winds are beginning to change as the winter air begins to blow south. The leaves of the trees swirling in the wind, littering the grounds of the Red Keep. The trees are changing to an assortment of reds, greens, and golden colors.  As the leaves began to fall down upon the red mud, beautiful leaves mixed with the red dirt and dust leaving them scattered and stomped on. It's almost an omen for what's to come, the fall is near. 

The window is open, that is the way she likes it, so she may see what is going on down below when she is kept to her chambers for breaking protocol once again. As the oldest surviving child of King Aegon the Third, and his Queen, the Lady Daenaera Velaryon, she knows she should hold herself to a higher standard, but she could care less, she craves to be free. 

Feeling the cool breeze pressed against her skin she began to wonder. She began to stare out the window, while looking down she gave personalities and lives to the people walking below, the freedoms they have that she cannot even imagine and sadly may never truly get. 

She imagines the men and young boys below are headed to the local travel after a long day to drink and dance and whore around. The young women and girls she imagines are on their way some to go home to the husband and family they chose the life they wanted, others to go prowl the streets in need of something, whether that is gold, love, or even just longing she cannot say for certain. The only thing she can truly say for certain is they have what she never will. As she drifts further into the land inside her mind, a knock comes at the door.

The guard clears his voice as he begins to speak “My Princess, The king, your father, requests I escort you to the Tower of the Hand, you are needed for today's Small Council meeting. His request is urgent.”

As she opens the door ready to be escorted by the ever dutiful Ser Steffon Darklyn, one of  the few men left in the Guard after the death of her grandmother, Queen Rhaenyra. To her shocking surprise it is no other but her cousin, Ser Aemon Targaryen, Son of her Uncle Viserys II the last brother alive to her Father. She takes hold of his arm, dragging her cousin into her room and running her fingers across the dragon embedded in his armour lingering on his bicep. 

“Dear cousin, what have I told you, I am Daena to you. None of this 'My Princess' shit.” She says as a smile curls around her lips, and a mocking tone arising from her lips.

 “As you wish, Lady Daena.” Aemon chuckles back. Annoying his older cousin has become quite the pastime of his during his last six months in the kingsguard. Some tried to argue with him, as the oldest living male heir in his generation, he shouldn’t take the vows. However, he learned from the dance, and more importantly he knew his cousin, she would take what is hers with fire and blood, and he would never stand in her way.

“Now you listen here you little-” Daena was about to finish what she was saying, but as she dropped her cousin's arm, and the words began to reach her lips a wind so strong and so cold it felt of ice blew into the room, the wooden shutters began to move, hitting the stone wall and bouncing back shut with an enormous smack. 

Though she would not let it show, the sudden wind had frightened her. She has never seen a winter yet, nor has her cousin. She of course had heard the tales of winter's past, of the small folk freezing and starving in their homes, of the winter chills taking the old and sick. . Though she had always been a rebellious girl, she was prone to lapses of illness and weakness, with the winter snows, she feared she may not see spring. Not liking the cold quiet that's begging to fall upon them she hisses out, 

“Oh nevermind, just take me to the tower so I can ‘meet with the council’.” The tone in her voice mocking the sentiment that she's going to “meet” with them. In her mind she knows she's just going to be punished for her latest break in protocol. As she spoke, goosebumps began to form and stretch up her arms and legs from the cold air that began to circle the room. She gives a short shake to try and reestablish herself as the immovable force she is known as. 

Aemon took hold of a robe that was hanging near the corner of her dresser, an elegant red and black robe embroidered  with a dragon made from the finest pearls. Wrapping her up in the robe he chuckles, “I guess the Starks are right after all, Winter is coming. Now come dear cousin, we don’t want to leave our fathers waiting!” Off they went to the Tower of the Hand, arm in arm. 

As they made their way out of her chamber and over to the tower, she could not help but notice how handsome her young cousin had grown. It's true they grew up together, but she really never looked at him. 

His deep purple eyes and white silver hair, strong jawline and even stronger arms, she finds herself wishing he had never taken those vows so they might be wed as their family did. She chatted with him over silly things like the latest plays, or perhaps a rumor Mushroom, the Court Jester that made them laugh. 

The more they began to walk, thoughts of him bounced around in her mind, watching how his face twists and turns at every laugh and smile, and how truly beautiful she finds it. She looked at him with a deep longing and a wish that she could break him from his vows. However, she knows this can only be done by death itself.

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A Warmer Winter

Introduction

We are in a strange time for the realm, for the dance of dragons has just come to its ever so bloody ending and a new relative peace has come over the realm as a whole, even Dorne. In this time the young broken king is kept alive just a bit longer, long enough to change the course of Westeros and the Targaryen Dynasty as a whole. Perhaps it is finally time to take Dorne, but not by blood, perhaps by love and daughters. We all know the King Aegon III has one after all, and the Martell King has a son he's been dying to see wed before his time is over. However, it's never that easy, and never that quick, one mis-step by any party could plunge the realm into despair beyond imagination. The small counsel has come to an uneasy realization, they must put their trust in Daena the Defiant and hope she may come to heel for the sake of the realm, and the power she could hold if she can manage to behave. But what of love and lost chances? Will that be enough to persuade her into changing the course of her destiny? Will her mind truly overrule her own heart? Will the cold winds bring a winter she cannot survive? The whole kingdom is holding its breath to see what is made of this time.

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oh dany your beautiful in every form

Dany w her short hair. Idk I abandoned this and I wanted to make it look presentable

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there is genuinely something so special about the hunger games with Suzanne adding in hunting. As someone born a woman who grew up poor in Appalachia hunting was and is still a large part of my life. it’s how i had meat to eat over winters as a child. Katniss still hunting in a world so destroying and so dystopia she still holds to the traditions of 100 years past hunting the same woods other girls did years before. learning what plants are safe to eat and actively going to look for them? another thing i and others in that area have done for millennia. her characterization is so real and so true to the poor Appalachian girls of today. in conclusion, she is the most real written example of poverty in appalachia country in recent years.

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ron weasley fan girl till i die

I have to come out and say I might be a Ron Weasley stan

Of course I like the Weasleys the fandom tends to hate

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this but then they end up fucking

There’s such a delicious enjoyment for me in scenes that are fights between two people that are so brutal because of how intimate their relationship is. They WILL bring up ancient history, they WILL stab you in all your weakest parts, and yeah most sexy of all, they WILL say things to each other they can never unsay. It’s fighting as an act of intimacy (derogatory). Evil sex scene. Nothing better

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🪨🪨🪨

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may the better man win

[jojamart mockumentary #9]

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i wish lily evans was angrier

she had EVERY right to cuss out voldy and i 100 percent believe that she would not have begged in her final moments, she would be ripping him to shreds verbally.

the reasons for her anger are endless but instead jkr wrote her as some pleading weakling who just takes death like she wasnt described as the best in her year at school???? hello!!!

her recently created family were being targeted, her muggle family were being targeted, her husband was just avada'd, her best friends were being killed left and right and you mean to tell me she begged the man who caused it for her babys life??? and to make matters worse, whenever we see her in photos or in the resurrection stone or mirror of erised shes always smiling.

oh lily evans i mourn what you couldve been had you not been watered down to james' wife, snapes true love and harry potters mum💔

her characterisation is literally just love interest and mother. im livid and i wish she was too

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monks must have had crazy drama. all horny and bald and unwashed all together. pretty little friars

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rory mccann!!!’ 😭

jesus christ rory mccann

rory mccann… save me…

rory mccann

save me rory mccann

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the whomping willow is so real for beating people up just to keep remus lupin safe

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how it feels being part of the 0.000001% of this websites users who has ever had sex

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NO WAY NOW IMA GO SEE IT

saw gladiator 2 for pedro, who was gonna tell me rory mccann is in that mf movie

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would’ve been the griffendors number one team dad and u know it

RIP James Potter. You would have loved attending Harry’s Quidditch matches, shouting yourself hoarse as you proudly declared to anyone within earshot, "That’s my son!"—the youngest, most talented Seeker. Oh, you would have been so incredibly proud.

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The Mauraders: *simply existing*

Y/N: Hey Sirius?

Sirius: Yes?

Y/N: Do you ever think about the fact that you're your own cousin?

Remus, Peter and James: *cackling in the background*

Sirius: ... Go fuck yourself.

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