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Part 7

Waking up the following day, they snuggled up together; Alessya sighed happily as she snuggled into Otto more. Pretty much on top of the man. As she hid her head in his neck. Otto wrapped his arms around him, pulling her in close, smiling as he did.

Kissing her neck and jaw. "Good morning beautiful wife."

"Morning, my handsome husband. "

The couple were pulled out each others embrace by a knock on the door. Calling them in, maids brought in hot water and the bath, so the couple could wash.

"You can leave, I shall wash my wife, thank you." Otto voice was gentle.

The pair stayed in the bath Otto behind Alessya as she leaned back against Otto, she could get over the feeling of such love and joy.

"Come to a rode with me today, please, Husband," Alessya spoke as she turned around to face Otto. Her hand was on his chest, her fingers playing, a lovely beat on his chest. Biting her lip as she looked up at him with her eye.

"You know those puppy dog eyes don't work on me"

"What about I give you something else? " Her voice was seductive as she kissed his chest to his neck.

Rapping his arms around her pulling her closer as he nuzzles her neck. Humming against her neck.

"Ohh and what would that be my love"

"what ever my husband what's " whispering in his ear as she nibbles on the end of it.

Otto let out a deep chuckle at his wife. Leaning down kissing her lips and taking her lower lip into his teeth. Cuasing her to maon into his mouth and rocking her lips gently as she deepens their kissing.

Adjusting Alessya in his lap, he could line himself up with her as she sunk onto his length, both moaning loudly. Alessya rocked her faster as the pair began to pant. Both are holding onto each moaning out. Otto latched onto Alessya's nipple, rolling against his teeth before he took it into his mouth. Water splashed on the stone ether caring; Otto held onto Alessya's hips moving them himself as he snapped his hips to hers.

"Yess yess that my good good girl" Otto moaned

"Ohhh fuck please Otto fast I am close out for yes." Alessya moaned loudly not caring if she was heard.

Otto picked up speed as much as he could more water splashing around as the couple reached their clamix.

Alessya fell against Otto's chest. Nuzzling herself into him. Otto let out a deep chuckle as he gentle moved so he could remove his cock from her causing Alessya to whimper out.

"Right then my love shall we ride a dragon. " Otto's deep voice filled the room.

The pair made there way down to the dragon pit. Alessya couldn't help it as she ran to her dragon, snuggling into her snot. Giving her snot small kisses.

"Hello there, my husband is here. Yess we got married. You want to see him again."

The dragon puffed out want steam as Alessya held her hand out for Otto who was still nervous around them.

Otto put his hand next to his wife a he felt the warm scales, of the dragon, he couldn't help but smile.

The next thing he knew, they were in the sky he held onto his wife but once again he let go holding his arms laughing, he rested his head on his wife should burning his face in her neck as he kissed her.

Otto really couldnt be happier. His plans had went and gone, now he just wanted to be happy with his wife.

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Part 7

Waking up the following day, they snuggled up together; Alessya sighed happily as she snuggled into Otto more. Pretty much on top of the man. As she hid her head in his neck. Otto wrapped his arms around him, pulling her in close, smiling as he did.

Kissing her neck and jaw. "Good morning beautiful wife."

"Morning, my handsome husband. "

The couple were pulled out each others embrace by a knock on the door. Calling them in, maids brought in hot water and the bath, so the couple could wash.

"You can leave, I shall wash my wife, thank you." Otto voice was gentle.

The pair stayed in the bath Otto behind Alessya as she leaned back against Otto, she could get over the feeling of such love and joy.

"Come to a rode with me today, please, Husband," Alessya spoke as she turned around to face Otto. Her hand was on his chest, her fingers playing, a lovely beat on his chest. Biting her lip as she looked up at him with her eye.

"You know those puppy dog eyes don't work on me"

"What about I give you something else? " Her voice was seductive as she kissed his chest to his neck.

Rapping his arms around her pulling her closer as he nuzzles her neck. Humming against her neck.

"Ohh and what would that be my love"

"what ever my husband what's " whispering in his ear as she nibbles on the end of it.

Otto let out a deep chuckle at his wife. Leaning down kissing her lips and taking her lower lip into his teeth. Cuasing her to maon into his mouth and rocking her lips gently as she deepens their kissing.

Adjusting Alessya in his lap, he could line himself up with her as she sunk onto his length, both moaning loudly. Alessya rocked her faster as the pair began to pant. Both are holding onto each moaning out. Otto latched onto Alessya's nipple, rolling against his teeth before he took it into his mouth. Water splashed on the stone ether caring; Otto held onto Alessya's hips moving them himself as he snapped his hips to hers.

"Yess yess that my good good girl" Otto moaned

"Ohhh fuck please Otto fast I am close out for yes." Alessya moaned loudly not caring if she was heard.

Otto picked up speed as much as he could more water splashing around as the couple reached their clamix.

Alessya fell against Otto's chest. Nuzzling herself into him. Otto let out a deep chuckle as he gentle moved so he could remove his cock from her causing Alessya to whimper out.

"Right then my love shall we ride a dragon. " Otto's deep voice filled the room.

The pair made there way down to the dragon pit. Alessya couldn't help it as she ran to her dragon, snuggling into her snot. Giving her snot small kisses.

"Hello there, my husband is here. Yess we got married. You want to see him again."

The dragon puffed out want steam as Alessya held her hand out for Otto who was still nervous around them.

Otto put his hand next to his wife a he felt the warm scales, of the dragon, he couldn't help but smile.

The next thing he knew, they were in the sky he held onto his wife but once again he let go holding his arms laughing, he rested his head on his wife should burning his face in her neck as he kissed her.

Otto really couldnt be happier. His plans had went and gone, now he just wanted to be happy with his wife.

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It’s been a while since you posted anything here, are you doing okay?

Hi, ys sorry I am back at, will be posting in a bit. I have moved house and got a new job. So been crazy busy.

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Unwanted Daugter.

Part six

The wedding

When Alessya opened her eyes, the sun was streaming through her windows and someone was at her door

"Yes please come in" her voice was soft.

Four maids arrived, along with Alicent and Rhaenyra, who carried her clothes, jewelry, and other stuff she could have needed.

Alessya couldn't help but smile as she saw the woman. Even the maids were excited about the wedding; they all thought she and the Hand were adorable.

They stood and held her dress for her, it was beautiful. White with hits of gold and red, but there was slightly hints of green in the dress. It had small green stones in the dress, you could only just see them.

(I would image something like this but with some red. Bits of green)

Once ready Alessya stood looking into the mirror, she couldn't believe that she was about to be married; she felt beautiful and like a princess. A knock at the door shook her from her thoughts, the door opened there standing in his formal robes was her uncle the Kong Viserys.

"You look breathing, my darling " his voice was soft, Rhaenyra smiled and nodded along with her fathers words.

"I am giving you way today, if that okay"

Alessya nodded her head not before looking at Rhaenyra, seeing her smiling as she held Alicents hand.

"Right then shall we. "

Skip to Otto

Otto was waiting at the top of the steps with the septin was waiting with him as he waited for his bride. The room was filled with many Lords and Ladys from various families. All gathered to see the Hand marry the Princess.

"So Father does this mean you become a prince or Prince consort "

Otto laugh nodding his head. "umm, I guess I have spoken about it with the King."

Otto heard the doors open, he listened to the pair be announced. He watched as the King walked his bride down the aisle.

"Who gives this lady away"

"I, King Viserys Targaryen, give away Princess Alessya Rhae Targaryen."

Alessya stood in her dress, facing the spetin as he spoke. Both she and Otto repeated what needed to be said.

Otto removed the cloak she had on her shoulders and replaced it with the Hightower colours, as she was now under his protection.

Alessya turned, smiling at the men; she couldn't be happier as she faced him, her husband. She loved the way he looked at her. His eye was filled with passion and love.

Alessya didn't hear the rest of what was said as she couldn't look away from Otto's eyes as he leaned down to kiss her, smiling as she kissed him back—resting her head on his as she heard the cheers and clapping coming from everyone.

The pair tubred to walk down the steps, Otoo offering his arm for her as they took the walk down the alse as Man and Wife.

Now sitting at the head table next to her husband as other families arrived for food, each called in, each family came forward and bowed to the King and and the happy couple.

Otto couldn't believe how happy he was, he knew it was all to get back at Daemon, but he was falling for the young woman that is now his wife. A bonus is how Daemon has been acting up; it pushed her more into his arms.

"Now shall we have the happy couple take the floor" Viserys joyful voice filler the hall.

The couple took to the floor, hold in into each other, making their way to the middle of the floor, all eyes where on them.

" Are you ready, my dear wife?" Otto's voice was deep and sinful as he spoke smirking at his wife reaction nodding their head.

Otto placed his hand on her waist, placing his free hand in her hand. As he led the dance again, it led into the dance of the dragons; this time, Otto made no mistakes. Alessya couldn't help but smile at him and giggle as they danced.

Time went on and the pair didn't notice, too lost in each other, smiling and laugh with each other.

"It is time for the bedding, now please remember that this a princess thank you "

After Viserys made his speech, the couple went their separate ways. Lucky for the couple, people had a plan for them. Harwin, Laenor and Gwyane went towards Alessya and Rhaenyra, and Laena went towards Otto.

The three men protected Alessya, let her only take off the family cloak she had on. Finally getting to the bedroom door there was a crowd of people behind them.

"Ser Harwin, may I have your cloak please "Alessya's voice was quiet and sweet. Darwin nodded as he removed his cloak handing it over. Once she had it wrapped around each other. She slid off her dress, throwing over the three men, winking at them as she went into her rooms to wait for Otto.

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Otto finally makes it to the room, wearing much less then Alessya. But he was still covered. Looking over at his wife Otto smiled as he walked over taking her face in his hands and kissing her. Otto let out a little growl as he felt Alessya kiss him back, Otto made sure it was known that he was in charge as they kissed, walking her back so she fell into the bed.

Otto and Alessy end the night getting to know each other's bodies. The whole castle was left with the echo of Alessya moaning out after Otto gave her another orgasm.

Alessya legs were shaking, her baked chest heavying as Otto kissed in between her breasts. Letting his tongue gentle run over her nipples, kissing her neck.

"Are you ready for me now my love. I prosime to be gentle. Well at first I will be " Otto whispered in her ear, his voice was sinfully. Always whimpered out as she nodded yes.

"Please, Otto", She moaned as he rocked his hips against her. The tip of his cock rubbed between her folds. Otto lined himself up as he slowly pushed into her. Alessya moaned out, arching her back up, eyes widening.

"Yesss ohh fuck Otto" screams of pleasure filled the room.

Otto could help but moan out himself, while smirking as his young wife moaned out for him. Keeping to his word rocking his hips slowly taking long and deep stocks as he looked down at his wife. He was moving onto his elbows. So he could hold her close. He starts rocking fast, his breathing get faster as he listens to his wife moaning out louder and louder. He could feel himself getting closer to his climax, as was Alessya. Just a few seconds later. They both cum with lud moans filling the castle as they scream each other names for all to hear.

Otto now laying flat on his back, pulls Alessya into him as she burys herself into his side. Before to tired to speak they lay their holding into each other as they drift off to sleep.

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The next chapter is coming a long sorry taking longer then I thought. Just me trying to work out what is best for it and what works.

Unwanted Daughter

Part One Part Two Part Three Part four Part Five Part six

A few days passed, and she hadn't seen her father; Rhaenyra did come. and talk to her. Telling her how she was so mad at Daemon that she couldn't believe he would do that to her.

Alessya spends her days in the training yard or at the Dragon pits. She went to the gardens occasionally, but that was only when she went on walks with Otto. Daemon had been sent to look over Dragonstone; he took one of his whores with him. 

Alessya was collected from the training yard and taken to the king's room. As she walked in, there were a few people, Otto, Rhaenyra, Alicent, and the King.

"Alessya, please sit," Viserys spoke softly.

"You're at the age now where you need to think of marriage, the same for Rhaneyra," Viserys spoke as he looked at her. 

"but someone has already put forward there, for you, there has been a fee for Rhaenrys as well. But I thought you're like to know who before anymore comes in."

"Someone wants to marry me, ohh umm yess You..uncle, "biting her lip as she looks at Otto 

Taking the letter as she read it, she couldn't help but smile, as she saw the one name at the bottom, she had hoped for. She looked at Viserys, who nodded. She could help but jump up and wrap her arms around Otto and hug him, burning her head in his neck. She felt his deep laugh as he held her back.

Pulling back, looking into her eyes, he could help but smile, looking into her eyes. He knew he had her, but he also knew that he was falling for her too. 

"Yes, I accept, please, no one else " she buried her head in her chest. Otto looked up and saw Viserys smile; he saw Rhaenyra give her a small smile. His daughter bit her lip, looking at him as she smiled, giving him a slight nod. Pulling back, he reached into his pocket. She was pulling out a ring. I was sliver; it was a dragon but also a call. The dragon's eyes were diamonds. As he put it on her finger, it looked as if she had a small dragon resting on her finger.

"It's beautiful. " kissing his cheek as she showed Alicent and Rhsenyra. 

"Wow, Ser Otto is beautiful," Rhaneyra spoke as she looked at the ring. 

The next few. days were magical for Alessya; she was so happy, Otto. He would take her out in the gardens for lunches that he made himself. They always had people with them. Sometimes it was Alicent, others it was Rhaenyra and Ser Harwin or Ser Cole.

Otto would take her hand to his mouth, kissing her knuckles. Smiling at her but, most importantly, looking at her as if she wasn't the most important thing in the world.

He would get her gifts, nothing like you would think a man who gets his future wife. Nothing like flowers, Shoes, and jewelry. He brought her new riding armor for when she rides her dragon. She called him some as well to try and get him to come flying more often; that one got Viserys laughing.

Alessya would get Otto all sorts of random gifts. New inks, she even got him a new chair made for his room, for when he is at his desk. It was built for comfort, had lovely slik on the arms, and a soft pillow. He got her books on history and Dragons.

Alessya in the training yard making easy work.of the knight, in the corner of her she catches Otto and Viserys watching her. 

"Your Grace, may I borrow your lovely hand. See what he can do"

Viserys laughed as he nodded, patting Otto on his shoulder. 

"Good luck, my friend; you will need it."

Otto laughed as he shook his head. He was making his way down the steps getting on some armor, picking up a wooden sword, and swinging in his hand. Otto wasn't the best with a sword, he could fight, but he wasn't a knight.

"Hello, Princess. Are you ready," he smirked at her. 

"Ohh, I am very ready, Lord Hand." 

The pair watched each other, moving around one another; Alessya made the first move, striking. The team did this for a while; it was clear that Otto wasn't the best with a sword. He managed to defend himself and could put up a fight, but Princess Alessya easily beat him. 

Otto landed on his back with Alessya smiling, standing above him.  Before she could open her mouth, otto knocked her leg, tripping her and causing her to land on top of him. Causing the lair to laugh as Otto rolled over, causing Alessya to roll into the mud. 

Otto stopped and smiled at her as he looked into her eyes, causing her to inve fill them again. "I yield, My Princess. "

Alessya had the help of Accent and Rhaenyra as she planned her wedding; she and Otto didn't want a big wedding. Alessya is talking to the royal seamstress. 

"Yes, I would like a dress, but can it have scales or make sure it looks like scales? " 

"Ohh yes, I like that, of course, my dears; the color I was thinking is a mix of white, red, and gold."

"Yes, that is perfect; thank you so much."

The older woman just smiled, and she smiled and started to write down her ideas. At the same time, Rhaenrya and Alicent help Alessya decide on flowers and food. 

Rhaenyra and Alicent were starting to become friends once again. Sharing laughs and jokes as they once did. Rhaenyra snacked on the candy lemon slices off of the cakes that sat on the table. Every time she stole one off of a cake, Alessya watched Aegon then eat the cake she took the lemon slice off of.  Aegon would giggle as he watched Rhaenyra eat the lemons.

Alessya could stop but smile at the screen in front of her. She couldn't wait for her wedding day.

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Unwanted Daughter

Part One Part Two Part Three Part four Part Five Part six

A few days passed, and she hadn't seen her father; Rhaenyra did come. and talk to her. Telling her how she was so mad at Daemon that she couldn't believe he would do that to her.

Alessya spends her days in the training yard or at the Dragon pits. She went to the gardens occasionally, but that was only when she went on walks with Otto. Daemon had been sent to look over Dragonstone; he took one of his whores with him. 

Alessya was collected from the training yard and taken to the king's room. As she walked in, there were a few people, Otto, Rhaenyra, Alicent, and the King.

"Alessya, please sit," Viserys spoke softly.

"You're at the age now where you need to think of marriage, the same for Rhaneyra," Viserys spoke as he looked at her. 

"but someone has already put forward there, for you, there has been a fee for Rhaenrys as well. But I thought you're like to know who before anymore comes in."

"Someone wants to marry me, ohh umm yess You..uncle, "biting her lip as she looks at Otto 

Taking the letter as she read it, she couldn't help but smile, as she saw the one name at the bottom, she had hoped for. She looked at Viserys, who nodded. She could help but jump up and wrap her arms around Otto and hug him, burning her head in his neck. She felt his deep laugh as he held her back.

Pulling back, looking into her eyes, he could help but smile, looking into her eyes. He knew he had her, but he also knew that he was falling for her too. 

"Yes, I accept, please, no one else " she buried her head in her chest. Otto looked up and saw Viserys smile; he saw Rhaenyra give her a small smile. His daughter bit her lip, looking at him as she smiled, giving him a slight nod. Pulling back, he reached into his pocket. She was pulling out a ring. I was sliver; it was a dragon but also a call. The dragon's eyes were diamonds. As he put it on her finger, it looked as if she had a small dragon resting on her finger.

"It's beautiful. " kissing his cheek as she showed Alicent and Rhsenyra. 

"Wow, Ser Otto is beautiful," Rhaneyra spoke as she looked at the ring. 

The next few. days were magical for Alessya; she was so happy, Otto. He would take her out in the gardens for lunches that he made himself. They always had people with them. Sometimes it was Alicent, others it was Rhaenyra and Ser Harwin or Ser Cole.

Otto would take her hand to his mouth, kissing her knuckles. Smiling at her but, most importantly, looking at her as if she wasn't the most important thing in the world.

He would get her gifts, nothing like you would think a man who gets his future wife. Nothing like flowers, Shoes, and jewelry. He brought her new riding armor for when she rides her dragon. She called him some as well to try and get him to come flying more often; that one got Viserys laughing.

Alessya would get Otto all sorts of random gifts. New inks, she even got him a new chair made for his room, for when he is at his desk. It was built for comfort, had lovely slik on the arms, and a soft pillow. He got her books on history and Dragons.

Alessya in the training yard making easy work.of the knight, in the corner of her she catches Otto and Viserys watching her. 

"Your Grace, may I borrow your lovely hand. See what he can do"

Viserys laughed as he nodded, patting Otto on his shoulder. 

"Good luck, my friend; you will need it."

Otto laughed as he shook his head. He was making his way down the steps getting on some armor, picking up a wooden sword, and swinging in his hand. Otto wasn't the best with a sword, he could fight, but he wasn't a knight.

"Hello, Princess. Are you ready," he smirked at her. 

"Ohh, I am very ready, Lord Hand." 

The pair watched each other, moving around one another; Alessya made the first move, striking. The team did this for a while; it was clear that Otto wasn't the best with a sword. He managed to defend himself and could put up a fight, but Princess Alessya easily beat him. 

Otto landed on his back with Alessya smiling, standing above him.  Before she could open her mouth, otto knocked her leg, tripping her and causing her to land on top of him. Causing the lair to laugh as Otto rolled over, causing Alessya to roll into the mud. 

Otto stopped and smiled at her as he looked into her eyes, causing her to inve fill them again. "I yield, My Princess. "

Alessya had the help of Accent and Rhaenyra as she planned her wedding; she and Otto didn't want a big wedding. Alessya is talking to the royal seamstress. 

"Yes, I would like a dress, but can it have scales or make sure it looks like scales? " 

"Ohh yes, I like that, of course, my dears; the color I was thinking is a mix of white, red, and gold."

"Yes, that is perfect; thank you so much."

The older woman just smiled, and she smiled and started to write down her ideas. At the same time, Rhaenrya and Alicent help Alessya decide on flowers and food. 

Rhaenyra and Alicent were starting to become friends once again. Sharing laughs and jokes as they once did. Rhaenyra snacked on the candy lemon slices off of the cakes that sat on the table. Every time she stole one off of a cake, Alessya watched Aegon then eat the cake she took the lemon slice off of.  Aegon would giggle as he watched Rhaenyra eat the lemons.

Alessya could stop but smile at the screen in front of her. She couldn't wait for her wedding day.

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Unwanted Daugter.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Alessya was over the moon when she met with Otto to go and see the King's model and learn about the history of Valyria. Otto came and collected her.

"Are you ready, Princess " His voice snarked as he smiled at her.

"Ohhh, I really can't wait. Thank you so much for doing this for me, and Please call me Alessya." a slight blush on her face as she takes his arm.

"Very well then, Alessya, please call me Otto. I will try my best to remember" again, he smiled at her, his voice deepening as he talked to her. 

Alessya's eyes went wide; she had a massive smile on her face; she slowly walked over to the model, her eyes filled with wonder, as she gently ran her finger over a small part of it. She couldn't keep her eyes off of it.

Viserys and Otto smiled at the young Princess as she let her fingers run along the stone. Her eyes are full of wonder. Alyssa turned and walked over to Viserys taking his hands in hers. 

"Did you do this by hand " she spoke as she walked him over the model. Once again, she looked at him with amazement. Viserys laughed and nodded his head at her.

"Yes, it has taken a while," he laughed as he spoke. 

Aleyssa starts to dance on the balls of her feet with enticement. "Ohhh, can you tell me? About it? Ohh, please, Your Grace." 

"Haha, of course, and please call me Uncle. But before I do, I need to let you know something. You are now my ward. It means your father can't marry you off to anyone. "Viserys was careful with his words.

Alessya didn't know how to feel; her eyes watered slightly. She looks at Viserys and Otto. "Does he honestly not want me? What did I do wrong? Was I bad as a child? Is it because I am not a boy " she started to gasp, feeling tears rubbing down her face. Viserys took her in his arms as she cried, rubbing her back. 

"No, sweet child, you did nothing. Daemon just wasn't ready for children. He may never be. He and your mother had a strong dislike for one another. " 

Otto brought over a napkin to wipe her eyes with. He was gentle as he wipes her face taking her jaw in his thumb and finger. So she would look at him. Once again she found her self blushing as the man looked at her with such care. Smiling at her. 

"You were just a child. You should be proud of yourself. You are a great Dragon rider. Some of our Knights could use lessons from yourself on how to use a sword." Otto spoke sweetly to her, and again, she felt herself blushing.Her lilac eyes looked into his deep brown eyes. The pair stayed there for what felt like hours but only a few seconds before Otto pulled away, smiling at her.

Viserys stood there watching them as they looked into each other's eyes. The king was happy for his old friend to find someone after all this time. He wouldn't do anything yet. He would give her the same choice as his daughter to pick her husband. 

"Now, before we start talking history and I get too distracted, I would like to hold a ball for your sixth and tenth moon day. You will share the dance with your father as our house has always done. Rhaenyra will help you with the dance if you don't already know it." 

"Ohh, I know it, your grace. It is a beautiful dance. It is as if we are dragons." her voice was dreamy as she spoke. 

Viserys smirked at the girl as she spoke, nodding his head as she said. The rest of the night, she sat and listened happily to Viserys as he talked about the history of their house. He spoke of magic, dragons, and wars. She was fascinated by it all. Otto stayed and listened in. I watched Alessya's faces light up as Viserys spoke. It was well into the night, and Alessya fell asleep on the chair she was on. Otto carried her back with two knights with him. He tucked her in, and he couldn't help but kiss her head.

The tourney

It took a few weeks of planning, but today was Alessya's name day. Viserys decided she wanted a tourney in the afternoon and then a ball at night. She was told how her father had asked for Alicents and then the next time asked for Rhaenyras favors. Once again, he asked for Rhaenyra's, making her blush.

A knight came up asking for her favor, it turns out it was Otto's son. She smiled at him.

"My father told me of a beautiful Princese that arrived, I must say he wasn't wrong you are truly beautiful. It would be my honor and give me much luck if I could have your favor on your name day Princess Alessya" she giggled and blushed at the men as he dramatically bowed his head. She threw her favor to the man. It return she got a bright smile.

Alessya missed the dark look her father was giving the young knight. Viserys stood and gave a speech. He then told Alessya to stand; she did and gave the crowd a slight bow and a small wave as she smiled at them. The crowd cheered as she did. Making her smile even more.

Many knights had had their turn now; it was her father and Gwayne Hightower. She could see her favor; she was worried for the knight, but he had done very well so far; maybe he could beat her father. Their horse raced at each other. Ethier was knocked off as of yet. As they ran towards each other again, Deamon moved his joust slightly, knocking the man off his horse. Deamon quickly jumped diff his horse and shouted for his sword. 

Alessya frowned at this; why is her father now wanting to fight swords he won. Gwayne stood and nodded, getting his sword and getting ready to fight. It didn't last long until Gwayne was in his back, his helmet off with Daemon punching his face and side. 

"YELD," the young managed to shoot out. Daemon, however, didn't hear or chose not to as he was about to take another push, but he was dragged off the young man. 

In the end, her father lost to Ser Cristin Cole. Her father was angry; he was defeated; it had never happened before. She could tell he was mad as he stomped off and went to his tent. 

Alessya, however, didn't want to check on him; she went to Gwayne's tent and went in. Otto was at his side. He smiled at her as she came in and over to his side. He was still covered in blood. 

"Why hasn't he been to see too." 

"We are not as high up as others, my Princess,"  Otto spoke as he looked at his son.

"But you're the king's hand, and he is severely injured."

"Thank you, Princess, for your concern," Gwayne manged to say as he lay down.

Alessya frowned; she looked out of the tent and spotted a Maester. She called him over. He followed her in. Seeing it was the Hightowers, he went to leave. 

"Have I asked you to leave? No, I asked you to heal this man." 

"Princess," the maester began. His tone was mockery as he said her title. she cut him off.

"That is correct. I am a Princess; therefore, I told you to heal this man. He is badly injured. It is my name day, my celebration; you're not going to ruin it by not healing the man that fought in my name at you." 

The man's face paled as he looked at her. He gulped and shook his head, and moved to begin to heal the young man. 

"He needs milk of the poppy. " Alessya spoke. 

"We are saving that for the Lord, my Princess" his voice was firm; she raised an eyebrow as she saw some next to him. 

" Ohh okay, well do you have any? I have a headache coming on." 

The maester nodded and poured out a cup for the Princess; he smiled as he handed it to her. She walked right over and out it, too Gwayne month he groaned as he swallowed. Looking back at the maester, he was frowning once again.

"Problem Maester " 

The man shook his head, head and went to heal the young man in front of him.Otto looked at the Princess with pride and amusement.

"Thank you Princess Aleyssa, that is very king of you," his voice was soft.

"Yes, well, he needed healing more than most of the Lords here. He did very well in his find; my father is a hard man to beat" she smiled at him again. She could feel her heart flutter at the smile she got back.

"I shall see you at my ball tonight, Lord Hand," she asked hopefully as her eyes begged him.

"Of course, I wouldnt miss it." 

Otto watched as she left the tent. He could help but smile; he already had run his grasp. Otto starts to feel things for her as. Maybe that wasn't a bad thing at all. That would be a worse blow to Daemon, that himself and his daughter are happy together. He continued to think to himself as his son was healed.

The Ball

Sitting at the top table, Alessya watches everyone enters; they all sit at their table. She could tell the different houses apart. Everyone sits for their food. Alessya once again finds herself smiling as she looks at the people chatting and laughing as they eat. Once the food is done. The tables are moved for the dance. She and her father see to have the first dance. Alessya stands and walks to the floor. They are letting everyone see her dress. It is a long floor length grown. Red with hits of back and gold. Covering her arms, the dress has many patterns and swirls on it. Some said they looked like dragons flying.

She stood there and looked around for her father. She couldn't see him anyway. She looked towards Rhaenyra, who shrugged her shoulders. She looked just as confused as Aleyssa. Sitting her lip, she could see people start to whisper. 

Viserys was frowning. He would dance with her, but he couldn't. Yes, she was his ward, but as King, he had to join the dance with his wife. Otto frowned until the idea came over him that this was the perfect timing. He walked over and whispered in the Kings ear. 

"I shall join her now. Then you and Alicent, halfway through, we can then swap. " Viserys looked at the man nodding his head. Otto downed his wine and made his way to the floor. He nodded to the band to begin to play. 

Alessya looked around, thinking his father had shown up. Then she sees Otto. He bowed his head and held out his hand. She looked around and then took his hand, smiling. He held her close as they began the dance.

(I imagine it is similar to this, but Otto and Alessya)

The pair danced, and she could help but smile and giggle as they danced. Viserys joined Alicent and Rhaenyra with Harwin. Viserys and Otto turn both her and Alicent, making them swap partners. Alicent and Alessya laughed as they found themself in their new partners' arms. She smiled up at Viserys as they danced. 

"Rhaenyra looks very happy dancing with Ser Harwin." Alessya comment. 

Viserys looked over and smiled at his daughter. She was correct. His face lit up at the thought she could be happy. Maybe he should talk to her about it. He smiled at his thoughts and more relaxed back down at Alessya. 

"Yes, you are correct, but what about yourself and Lord Hand. " raising a brow as he watched her blush as she hid her face on his chest, making him laugh. She could feel his chest rumble.

"I take that as you are both getting along." 

Alessya slowly nodded against his chest.

"Well, if you wish, it may be, you can court him. I know there is a big age gap, but if you are happy, that matters. Hahaha, oh wow, look," Viserys began to laugh. 

Alessys look up and laughed as she saw Rhaenyra and Alixent begin to have to leave Harwin and Otto standing themselves. 

The night was filled with laughing and dancing with people chatting. Many lords tried to dance with Alessya and offer their hand in the future. But when she started to get uncomfortable she was saved each time by Otto.

Otto walked her back to her room, kissing her hand goodbye and smiling at her as she entered. Blushing her, the maids that were there to help her all smiled at her. They helped her undress, and once in her nightgowns, she fell into bed with a huge smile. She was just wondering what the future may hold—long forgetting about her father

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Hopefully will gave next part up soon. Still not sure how want things to go.

Unwanted Daughter.

Part One Part Two. Part three. Part Four

Walking to the door, a young knight nodded his head at you both as opened the door. Otto whispered something in his ear quickly .

"Princess Alessya Rhea Targaryen, Lady of Ruinstone, accompanied by Ser Otto Hightower, Hand of The King." the Young Kinght shouted out.

Those around the table all looked over to see the pair walk into the room. Daemon looked over and frowned as he saw his daughter with Otto. He couldn't stand the smile on Alessya's face as they both walked in. He felt more infrared when Otto whispered something in her hear, he watched as she giggled a slightly blush to her face as she turn her face into his arm and gentle slapping his arm shaking her has at him.

Little Aegon let out a happy squeal as he wiggled out of his father's lap and ran over to the pair. He stopped just before so he could give the princess a slight bow. Then held his hand out to be picked up by her. She couldn't help but laugh. Picking the boy up and kissing him on the cheek, he returned one.

She sat down in her seat, handing Aegon back to his father. Looking down the table she saw Rhaenyra whispering harshly in Daemon's ear, while he was frowning and pouting like a child.

"Would you like some sweet wine Princess "

"Yes plesse, Lord Hand " smiling at the man as he pure her class.

"Now Alessya, I believe it is your Name day soon. I would like to hold a feast and a Tournament for you" Viserys spoke it sounded like question by you knew it wasn't.

"It is also to introduce you to the townspeople."

"I would be honored, Your Grace".

"We will also have a ball at the night, as is tradition, your first dance shall be with your Father " he smiled as he look towards your father. Who was glarring down the table towards Viserys.

Alessya looked down at the table, seeing her father glaring. Then Rhaenyra hit his arm, giving him a look she couldn't see. Daemon's face relaxed, and he nodded his head.

Food was placed on the table. Alessya wasn't sure to want to have. That's when Otto took her plate and start to fill in with some meats and other veg that was there.

Alessya raised a brow at him, which he returned with a cheeky look in his face. She then looked at her face and couldn't help but smile, she know she would like the food on her plate.

"Thank you Lord Hand " she whispered looking up she saw a huge smile on his face as if he had won something. She couldn't hell but gigle at him.

Alessya didn't see the rest if the table looking at them but Otto did catch it. He know he was winning he could feel Daemons piercing gaze in him. So he leaned down.

"Now, what are you giggling at, young lady? Indeed, it is not me; after all, I have "pretending to sound hurt, Alessya couldn't help but laugh even more. Otto couldn't help but laugh himself. He watched a slight blush to appear on her cheeks. He knew he was getting at her, but he could help but feel happy himself.

Viserys, couldn't help but smile as he watched the pair. He leaned over to Alicent who now had Little Aegon in her arms.

"Your father, looks happy with young Alessya"

Viserys looked at the pairs who looked like they were in a world of their own.

Viserys looking at his wife, as she held his son in her arms.

Alicent looked up. She saw her father smiling as giving the young princess small playful glances. Seeing her laughing and blushing. Alicent knew that maybe how father might find someone after her Mother but not someone younger then herself. Alicent now knew what Rhaenrya most have felt. But she doesn't closer friends with Alessya and her mother has been gone for year's now. But Alicent could help but see her father happy, he looked truly happy.

"Yes, he does." Alicent smiled at the pair.

Next Day

Alessya was walking around the keep. When she stumbled across the training yard, she saw the King and Otto sitting above as they watched.

She watched a young boy stumble and struggling to fight and keep his own.

"Young need to place your feet firm, keep your arm up, " Alessya spoke gently to the boy. As he smiled, nodding taking in what she said.

"Haha you listen to a women. They have no skill in sword fighting" a Knight she didn't know spoke.

"I could take you, even in this dress," she spoke as she stepped over the rope picking up a wooden sword.

"Watch me, young one; this is how you fight " Alessya looked at the older knight as she mockingly curtsied him, with a smirk on his face.

As she began to swing the sword in her hand feel the weight of it.

The knight laughed, picking up his sword. Swing it about laughing with the other knights. He slowly walked up as he looked at her.

The pair clashed swords, Alessya weaving and moving with such skill and ease as the tall knight had harsh movements. Weaving his sword and hitting back as she did. The knight managed to get Alessya down but that wasn't for long.

Jumped up quickly shocking the knight as he took as step back. Alessya had enough lunching at the knight while she slipped her foot behide his tripping him. Forcing him on his back putting the soerd to his neck.

"I Yield. Haha, well, you are your father's daughter, aren't you." laughing as he got up.

"Well played, Princess," he bowed his head.

She had clapped as she looked up; she saw both Viserys and Otto smiling and clapping for her. She bowed her head and went to get it once again changed.

"She is very talented with a sword, Just like Princes Daemon is. " Otto said as he watched her walk off.

"Yes, she is, Father like Daughter. She didn't seem as angry, though, more controlled. I think " Viserys said as she watched Otto. 

"You seem to be getting in with the Princess, huh, old friend, " Viserys spoke with a chuckle as he raised his brow.

"Well. I see. She" Otto didn't know why he got so flushed he looked at Viserys, who was smiling at him—shaking his head.

"Yes she is rather lovely. It has been nice speaking with her. She is rather sweet to this old man."

" Princess Alessya is also taken by history, am sure she would love your model Viserys, I didn't mention it. She light up so happy "

"Haha yes that is great I must show her. " Viserys said as looked at Otto. "Why dont you bring her by my rooms tonight? "

Otto nodded his head.

After the training was over Otto dismissed himself, so he looked over some scrolls. Viserys nodded.

Otto walks down the hall heading towards the hand's tower; turning a corner, he is grabbed and slammed into the wall. 

"What are your games? Cunt " Daemon growled in his face.

"I don't know what you mean, Princes, "  Otto mockingly said his title.

"You leave my daughter alone."

"why you didn't seem to care about her? I am just trying to make her happy. She should be happy, should she not " 

"yes, but not with you. "  Daemon shooting in Otto's face now. Otto smirked as he leaned in to whisper in his ear. 

"Well, you fucked my daughter, so I thought I would pay back the favor. She is just so sweet."  humming in Daemon's ear. He could see the rage in his eye

"FATHER, STOP" Alessya shouted as she ran towards the pair. She was putting herself in front of Otto pushing her father's chest hard. 

Daemon pulled back to punch the man. 

"Why would you hurt him" Alessya's voice sounded so small. Her eyes looked so big at him.

"You didn't hear what he said. He is a cunt that is " 

"That has been nothing but kind to me. He is the one who showed me around so that I wouldn't get lost. What have you done nothing apart from letting me know how much you dont want me here," her voice quivered slightly as she spoke to him, pushing his chest once again. 

"Alessya, I " 

The Princess just shook her head and walked quickly away from him. Daemon stood there, not happy. Not understanding. 

"All she wants is your love, your approval." Otto spoke looking at him as he brushed himself off as he walk off after Alessya leaving Daemon standing by himself.

Rhaenyra was walking with Alicent as Aegon was hugging into Rhaenrya.

"Alessya seems lovely it it a shame about Daemon. " Alicent hummed

Rhaenyra frowned she didn't like Alicent bad mouthing Daemon. But them she couldn't defend him right now. She just gently nodded her head.

"Rhaenrya, I know how you feel for him. Yes, he may be different when it is your child, but he quickly gets angry. I only worry for you and Alessya. " Alicent looked longing at Rhaenyra.

"I understand your G.. Thank you Alicent.He is rather cute" Rhaenyra said look down at the sleeping boy in her arms.

"Maybe, when I am Queen, he couldn't be my Hand or on the council. " Rhaenyra spoke as looking down at the boy Alicent was shocked. Maybe her father was wrong.

"Noo Nyra, I will be your Knight. I strong, " Aegon mumbled, and he snuggled into her more.

The pair laughed at the young boy as he drifted off to sleep once again. Walking down the hall way. They where stopped by Alessya.

"Argh I really dont know what you saw in my Father. He was about to punch Otto."

Alicent saw Rhaenyra face frown as she heard this.

"Well that does sound like Princes Daemon and my father, they are always at each others necks. Like an old married couple if you ask me " Alicent trying her best to make a joke .

The Princess couldn't help but laugh at Alicent.

"Yes your Grcae you are right "

"Please call me Alicent when we are alone at least " Alessya nodded her head.

"Argh Princess Alessya, I wanted to tell you The King has invited to his rooms. To see his model " Otto confirmed as he spoke looked at Alicent and Rhaenyra .

"Ohh yess really I can see it. Do you think he will tell me stories about it " she couldn't hid the excitement in her voice.

"Haha wow my father is going to love you. Yes he will spend most of the night telling you tales. If you wish it " Rhaenyra spoke as she rocked Aegon. Alicent nodding along.

"Will you be joining Lord Hand " Alessya smiles at him.

"Yes I will be your escort. Now i will leave you ladies. I need to do some work, "Otto spoke, bowing his head as he went.

(Hope you are all enjoying this so far. I am not sure if I want to do Rhaenrya and Daemon in this fic. I do love them as a couple. Am not sure if I want to do Harwin and Rhaenrya or Daemon and Rhaenrya. What do you guys think 🤔 )

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Unwanted Daughter.

Part One Part Two. Part three. Part Four

Walking to the door, a young knight nodded his head at you both as opened the door. Otto whispered something in his ear quickly .

"Princess Alessya Rhea Targaryen, Lady of Ruinstone, accompanied by Ser Otto Hightower, Hand of The King." the Young Kinght shouted out.

Those around the table all looked over to see the pair walk into the room. Daemon looked over and frowned as he saw his daughter with Otto. He couldn't stand the smile on Alessya's face as they both walked in. He felt more infrared when Otto whispered something in her hear, he watched as she giggled a slightly blush to her face as she turn her face into his arm and gentle slapping his arm shaking her has at him.

Little Aegon let out a happy squeal as he wiggled out of his father's lap and ran over to the pair. He stopped just before so he could give the princess a slight bow. Then held his hand out to be picked up by her. She couldn't help but laugh. Picking the boy up and kissing him on the cheek, he returned one.

She sat down in her seat, handing Aegon back to his father. Looking down the table she saw Rhaenyra whispering harshly in Daemon's ear, while he was frowning and pouting like a child.

"Would you like some sweet wine Princess "

"Yes plesse, Lord Hand " smiling at the man as he pure her class.

"Now Alessya, I believe it is your Name day soon. I would like to hold a feast and a Tournament for you" Viserys spoke it sounded like question by you knew it wasn't.

"It is also to introduce you to the townspeople."

"I would be honored, Your Grace".

"We will also have a ball at the night, as is tradition, your first dance shall be with your Father " he smiled as he look towards your father. Who was glarring down the table towards Viserys.

Alessya looked down at the table, seeing her father glaring. Then Rhaenyra hit his arm, giving him a look she couldn't see. Daemon's face relaxed, and he nodded his head.

Food was placed on the table. Alessya wasn't sure to want to have. That's when Otto took her plate and start to fill in with some meats and other veg that was there.

Alessya raised a brow at him, which he returned with a cheeky look in his face. She then looked at her face and couldn't help but smile, she know she would like the food on her plate.

"Thank you Lord Hand " she whispered looking up she saw a huge smile on his face as if he had won something. She couldn't hell but gigle at him.

Alessya didn't see the rest if the table looking at them but Otto did catch it. He know he was winning he could feel Daemons piercing gaze in him. So he leaned down.

"Now, what are you giggling at, young lady? Indeed, it is not me; after all, I have "pretending to sound hurt, Alessya couldn't help but laugh even more. Otto couldn't help but laugh himself. He watched a slight blush to appear on her cheeks. He knew he was getting at her, but he could help but feel happy himself.

Viserys, couldn't help but smile as he watched the pair. He leaned over to Alicent who now had Little Aegon in her arms.

"Your father, looks happy with young Alessya"

Viserys looked at the pairs who looked like they were in a world of their own.

Viserys looking at his wife, as she held his son in her arms.

Alicent looked up. She saw her father smiling as giving the young princess small playful glances. Seeing her laughing and blushing. Alicent knew that maybe how father might find someone after her Mother but not someone younger then herself. Alicent now knew what Rhaenrya most have felt. But she doesn't closer friends with Alessya and her mother has been gone for year's now. But Alicent could help but see her father happy, he looked truly happy.

"Yes, he does." Alicent smiled at the pair.

Next Day

Alessya was walking around the keep. When she stumbled across the training yard, she saw the King and Otto sitting above as they watched.

She watched a young boy stumble and struggling to fight and keep his own.

"Young need to place your feet firm, keep your arm up, " Alessya spoke gently to the boy. As he smiled, nodding taking in what she said.

"Haha you listen to a women. They have no skill in sword fighting" a Knight she didn't know spoke.

"I could take you, even in this dress," she spoke as she stepped over the rope picking up a wooden sword.

"Watch me, young one; this is how you fight " Alessya looked at the older knight as she mockingly curtsied him, with a smirk on his face.

As she began to swing the sword in her hand feel the weight of it.

The knight laughed, picking up his sword. Swing it about laughing with the other knights. He slowly walked up as he looked at her.

The pair clashed swords, Alessya weaving and moving with such skill and ease as the tall knight had harsh movements. Weaving his sword and hitting back as she did. The knight managed to get Alessya down but that wasn't for long.

Jumped up quickly shocking the knight as he took as step back. Alessya had enough lunching at the knight while she slipped her foot behide his tripping him. Forcing him on his back putting the soerd to his neck.

"I Yield. Haha, well, you are your father's daughter, aren't you." laughing as he got up.

"Well played, Princess," he bowed his head.

She had clapped as she looked up; she saw both Viserys and Otto smiling and clapping for her. She bowed her head and went to get it once again changed.

"She is very talented with a sword, Just like Princes Daemon is. " Otto said as he watched her walk off.

"Yes, she is, Father like Daughter. She didn't seem as angry, though, more controlled. I think " Viserys said as she watched Otto. 

"You seem to be getting in with the Princess, huh, old friend, " Viserys spoke with a chuckle as he raised his brow.

"Well. I see. She" Otto didn't know why he got so flushed he looked at Viserys, who was smiling at him—shaking his head.

"Yes she is rather lovely. It has been nice speaking with her. She is rather sweet to this old man."

" Princess Alessya is also taken by history, am sure she would love your model Viserys, I didn't mention it. She light up so happy "

"Haha yes that is great I must show her. " Viserys said as looked at Otto. "Why dont you bring her by my rooms tonight? "

Otto nodded his head.

After the training was over Otto dismissed himself, so he looked over some scrolls. Viserys nodded.

Otto walks down the hall heading towards the hand's tower; turning a corner, he is grabbed and slammed into the wall. 

"What are your games? Cunt " Daemon growled in his face.

"I don't know what you mean, Princes, "  Otto mockingly said his title.

"You leave my daughter alone."

"why you didn't seem to care about her? I am just trying to make her happy. She should be happy, should she not " 

"yes, but not with you. "  Daemon shooting in Otto's face now. Otto smirked as he leaned in to whisper in his ear. 

"Well, you fucked my daughter, so I thought I would pay back the favor. She is just so sweet."  humming in Daemon's ear. He could see the rage in his eye

"FATHER, STOP" Alessya shouted as she ran towards the pair. She was putting herself in front of Otto pushing her father's chest hard. 

Daemon pulled back to punch the man. 

"Why would you hurt him" Alessya's voice sounded so small. Her eyes looked so big at him.

"You didn't hear what he said. He is a cunt that is " 

"That has been nothing but kind to me. He is the one who showed me around so that I wouldn't get lost. What have you done nothing apart from letting me know how much you dont want me here," her voice quivered slightly as she spoke to him, pushing his chest once again. 

"Alessya, I " 

The Princess just shook her head and walked quickly away from him. Daemon stood there, not happy. Not understanding. 

"All she wants is your love, your approval." Otto spoke looking at him as he brushed himself off as he walk off after Alessya leaving Daemon standing by himself.

Rhaenyra was walking with Alicent as Aegon was hugging into Rhaenrya.

"Alessya seems lovely it it a shame about Daemon. " Alicent hummed

Rhaenyra frowned she didn't like Alicent bad mouthing Daemon. But them she couldn't defend him right now. She just gently nodded her head.

"Rhaenrya, I know how you feel for him. Yes, he may be different when it is your child, but he quickly gets angry. I only worry for you and Alessya. " Alicent looked longing at Rhaenyra.

"I understand your G.. Thank you Alicent.He is rather cute" Rhaenyra said look down at the sleeping boy in her arms.

"Maybe, when I am Queen, he couldn't be my Hand or on the council. " Rhaenyra spoke as looking down at the boy Alicent was shocked. Maybe her father was wrong.

"Noo Nyra, I will be your Knight. I strong, " Aegon mumbled, and he snuggled into her more.

The pair laughed at the young boy as he drifted off to sleep once again. Walking down the hall way. They where stopped by Alessya.

"Argh I really dont know what you saw in my Father. He was about to punch Otto."

Alicent saw Rhaenyra face frown as she heard this.

"Well that does sound like Princes Daemon and my father, they are always at each others necks. Like an old married couple if you ask me " Alicent trying her best to make a joke .

The Princess couldn't help but laugh at Alicent.

"Yes your Grcae you are right "

"Please call me Alicent when we are alone at least " Alessya nodded her head.

"Argh Princess Alessya, I wanted to tell you The King has invited to his rooms. To see his model " Otto confirmed as he spoke looked at Alicent and Rhaenyra .

"Ohh yess really I can see it. Do you think he will tell me stories about it " she couldn't hid the excitement in her voice.

"Haha wow my father is going to love you. Yes he will spend most of the night telling you tales. If you wish it " Rhaenyra spoke as she rocked Aegon. Alicent nodding along.

"Will you be joining Lord Hand " Alessya smiles at him.

"Yes I will be your escort. Now i will leave you ladies. I need to do some work, "Otto spoke, bowing his head as he went.

(Hope you are all enjoying this so far. I am not sure if I want to do Rhaenrya and Daemon in this fic. I do love them as a couple. Am not sure if I want to do Harwin and Rhaenrya or Daemon and Rhaenrya. What do you guys think 🤔 )

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I am still new to this so trying my best hope you enjoy. If you do please repost or share thanks .

Still no clue about to add one the one link of my parts. If anyone knows please let me know. Thank you.

Unwanted Daughter.

Otto couldn't believe it, he was in the sky. He could feel the wind in his face. Plus Alessya had taken him on her Dragon.

"Lord Hand, it's okay open your eye's it is beautiful, you can see all of the Red keep and more "

"Okay Princess but please just call me Otto for now"

He slowly opens his eyes. He quickly tightens his grip around the princess, before he slowly let go slightly, still holding on but not as tight.

"Wow, it is beautiful. "

Otto couldn't believe his eyes are he was in the sky. It was truly beautiful. He looked over seeing Aegon giggling and holding his hand out with the biggest smile on his face.

He slowly took a breath as he let go and held his arms out, just like his grandson. He couldn't help but laugh. It felt terrific. He had never felt such a feeling before. He looked over to see Aegon smiling brightly at him; Rhaenrya laughed, shaking her head and looking over, nodding at Alessya, who glanced back at Otto. She could help but laugh at him.

"Hold on; we are heading back into the pits, Otto."

He held onto Alessya wasit once again as they landed; standing in the pit were Alicent, Viserys, and Deamon. He could help change his grip on her wait, letting his hand settle in gently.

Daemon's face was filled with rage as he saw. Otto holds his daughter in such a manner. Viserys was laughing and clapping his hands as he saw his son and daughter together. Then see Otto on a dragon as well. alicent looked shocked and scared for her son.

Rhaenyra held her brother, Aegon hugging his sister, burying his head in her neck. As she climbed off of Syrax. Walking over to her father who hugged the pair.

"I am so proud of you: Rhaenrya, for bonding with your brother."

"papa I on the wagon " point over to Syrax.

"yes my boy I saw. You were so brave"

Aegon's eyes lit up and he puffed up his chest as he looked at his father and mother. Alicent could help but smile at her son. Long forgotten about the dragon.

Otto and Alessya came over. Watching the interaction. Deamon is standing off to the side, not speaking yet.

"Otto, my man, I never thought I would se the day. You would be in a dragon." Viserys spoke with joy in his voice. Lighting pushing his shoulder.

Otto laughed at what the King said, nodding his head in agreement. Pulling Alessya into a side hug.

"well this one can be compelling, plus she did keep me safe. So I do thank you, Princess." Letting his voice drop as he spoke her title, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles while looking at her face.

Alessya could help but blush and give a small giggle at the man.

"Get your hands off of her "Daemon's voice was dark and filled with rage.

"Father, he is just a gentleman," Alessya shouted back.

"I don't want him touching you anyone but him. I saw how he held your waist. He smirked at me. He just wants to use you" he shouted back.

"you don't get to choice "

"yes yes, I do. I will have you before and away from here by the end of the moon ends, " he spoke with a smirk. But that disappears when he sees his daughter's eyes fill with tears and turn and run out of the pit. Rhaenyra glared at him, walking after her with Aegon still in her arms. Alicent allows after her son.

"That was uncalled for her. Daemon, and you shall not have her wed just anyone so you can have rid of her. She is only 15 Moons." Viserys raised his voice.

"She is your daughter. You have never once been there for her. She comes, and you give her the cold shoulder. She is your child, and you only want to be rid of her."

"I never wanted her, that bronze bitxh said she took moon-tea" Daemon screamed back. His chest heaving.

"Is that what you really want Daemon, for her not to be your daughter. To be rid if her "

"Yes " he said quickly narrowing his eyes at his brother.

"Fine, I shall take her on as my ward. She shall stay here and learn about our ways. "

Daemon narrowed his eyes; he knew that it wasn't an option. It was an order for hid King.

"It saddens me, to see this my brother. You were so good with Rhaenrya as she was but a child. But you are cold to your own daughter, all due to who her mother is. Something the girl couldn't control " Viserys voice was soft and filled with disappoint.

Daemon walked off. Not wanting to be there anymore.

"I shall go and check on the Princesses. If that is okay with you. Your Grace" bowing his head slightly as he spoke.

"Yes please do Otto"

With that, Otto walked off with a massive smile on his face. He got to the door of Princess Alessya. He could hear Princess Rhaenrya trying to comfort her. The girl was crying. He let's the guard know he is here to check on the Princess in the Kings order.

The Knight let him in; he gave Rhaenrya a sad smile as she looked at him. She looked lost at what to do. Alicent was holding her son. Who didn't want to leave as the pretty nice girl was crying.

"Ales wkay, no wry."

"Princess Alessya, I would like to thank you"

He could hear the young girl sniffle and move from under the cover. He saw her red eyes poking out of her throw.

"T..Thank me " he voice was horse from her crying.

"Why yes. I have always been scared of Dragons. I have never genuinely been near them. But today, you got me close, and I rode one; my grandson looked so happy. I will cherish that memory for the rest of my days. "

"It's true in all my years. Lord Hand has never been near the dragons them self " Rhaenyra spoke, confirming what Otto said.

Alicent was nodding along with Rhaenrya.

He saw a slight blush on Alessia's checks. The a little look of pride in her eyes. "I was hoping I could show you around the keep as thanks."

She nodded her head, sitting up getting a napkin to wipe her eyes.

"Am okay Thank you, Aegon."

She was getting out of her bed and pushing down her robes. She was still in her riding gear. Otto put out his arm for her to take. Smiling at her, she couldn't help but smile back. Aegin smiled whispered something in his mother ear.

Alicent smiled at her son, then let him on Alessya's bed. The young boy crawled up, kissing the princess on her cheek. Alessya smiled and returned the kiss. Aegons cheek went pink as he turned and went quickly back into his mother's arms, hiding his face.

Once the pair left, Rhaenyra looked at Alicent and then Aegon.

"I would like to spend more time with him, if that okay with you, A..Your Grace."

Alicent looked at Rhaenrya like she had grown a new head. "Yes of course " Alicents voice was unsure.

"Good, now I have a Uncle to deal with"

Rhaenyra kissed Aegon on his head. She was then telling him to behave for his mother. Before she walked out to talk with her Uncle, it hurt her to see someone she loves so much be cruel.

Otto was smiling as he walked around the castle showing the Princess the parts that may interest her. She long forgot about her father's cruel words as Otto told her the castle's history.

Finally, they arrived at the library. Alessia's eyes widened; she had a massive smile as she took in all the books, all of the history.

"haha I guess you like this room then. Well I will tell you, if you like history. You should talk to Viserys he loves history he has a massive model in his chambers. "

"ohh, that is amazing. I will have to talk to him. What is his model of? "

"Well, I will leave that a surprise for you. But I will warn you. Viserys will spend hours talking your ear off about the history of old Valyria. "

"The Kings, he has stories of old Valyria; that is amazing. " her eyes lit up.

"Hahaha well. The king is going to love you then. Trust me if you go to his chambers and ask him about it. He won't let you leave."

Alessya smiles at the man who has been nothing but kind to her. She can't get her head round how her father hates him so much.

"What about you. Lord Hand, from what I have been told you served two kings."

Otto couldn't help but smirk and be filled with pride.

"I will say I am very impressed so far. Now please let me escort you, to dinner "

Otto offered his arm, knowing the impact it would make with the pair of them walking into dinner together.

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I have also renamed The Unwanted Daughter.

I realize I put the wrong name for my OC character at the start.🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ changed it now. Hope you all enjoy. I have also posted on Ao3

Prince's Daughter.

(forgot to add in this part Aegon is 2 )

This is place when people are speaking in high valerion.

(part one. Not fully sure how to link things yet)

She wakes up to a knock on her door. Alessya gets out of bed slowly opening it. Seeing two maids with a green dress.

"umm that's not mine "

"yes Princess it is a gift from the Queen."

Alessya paused remembering her father's rats about the Queen. He hated her more then Mother and she wore green the colour of the Hightowers.

"That is very nice of the Queen but respect of my late mother I was going to wear a dress she gifted me before she died"

The maids eyes widen, they didn't know about your mothers deaths or thought you were crazy for saying no to the Queen.

"am sure my step Mother would under stand. Ladies why don't you help Princess Alessya get ready for Breakfast. So we can all break fast together as one family " haha she did like this one she was funny.

"I am going to guess you, Princess Rhaenrya, my father's favorite," she spoke with a smirk

Rhaenyra smiled laughing off, Alessya comment. "haha I like you, yes I am Rhaenrya and I guess I could be. "

The two princesses walk together into breakfast. There was a seat next to Otto and one next to Daemon free.

"You sky next to my father, I know you want to " Alessya whispered so only Rhaenra could hear. The poot Princess cheeks blushed as she nodded and walked over taking a seat. Alessya could feel the Queen's eye's on her. She quickly looks at Alicent.

"I must thank you, My Grace, for the lovely free you sent for me. But I don't mean to offend you, but this dress was a gift from my Mother before she died. So I am wearing it in her honor. I hope you understand." giving a slight bow before taking her seat.

"Well, Princess Alessya, I think you look lovely in that dress; your Mother chose a beautiful dress for you. You do well honoring her; I am sure my daughter understands." The man beside her spoke. His brown eyes look into hers. She knew he was Otto Hightower the king's hand but nothing more. Well, apart from how much her Father hates him. She couldn't help but blush at the man's words.

"My Father is correct. I didn't know he much clothing you had with you as, you came.in Dragon back," Alicent spoke as she smiled at the young girl.

"It is very kind of you still My Grace. Yes my Dragon is rather large. She is bigger then my father's "

"wagon. Mumma Wagon, me have wagon"

Alessya didn't even see the little boy who was sitting on the king's legs, playing with a wooden dragon. She could help but stare at the boy.

"This is Aegon II, my son, " The King says with such pride as the small boy plays

"I see wagon " the little boys eyes plead at her .

"Well umm I don't mind it it's okay with your mother and father" Alessya had no clue how to interact with the small child but her response was meet with giggling and happy squealing from the young boy. Once again The Kings hand was first to respond.

"What a lovely idea. I don't kind accompanying you with Ageon if that is okay Princess " his voice smooth and deep. His eyes looking at her as he gives her a small smile.

"Nrya come, Nyra come see Wagon, see my Wagon"

The boy was almost bouncing out of his father's lap with excitement. His's face was filled with joy and happiness and with a massive smile.

"Well yess of course ill come little Dragon" Rhaenrya says with a smile

Oregon giggles shaking his head covering his face with his hands. Others at the table coundlt help but smile at the boy.

"I not a wagon, silly Nrya." laughing as he speaks

"What a grand idea, Otto; it will give the young ones to bond," Viserys says with joy. He couldn't help but smile.

Once, everyone had eaten a bit too slowly for Aegon'a likening, but they finally made their way down to the dragon pit. They first went to Aegon dragon, who had just been moved down to the hole as he was getting too big for his chamber. The young boy asked his Grandsire to put him down, and he shuffled to Sunfyre, hugging the dragon and kissing snot.

He then stood to the side and held his hands out towards the Dragon, as if he was presenting a prize of some sort.

"Wow what a lovely Dragon you have Prince Aegon. A Dragon fit for a mighty Prince," Alessya spoke as she held her hand out for the young Dragon to smell her. Aegon puffed out his chest at her words, he then look towards his half sister, looking for some praise from her as well. You could see how described the young boy was for it.

"Yess, you are correct, Princess Alessya. A mighty dragon for a mighty Prince " Rhaenrya gave Aegon a small smile and ruffled his hair.

"Grandsire come see"

You could tell Otto was nervous around the dragon. Alessya went over and took his arm, smiling at him. She went on her toes to whisper in his ear

"Come, Lord Hand, you shall be fine"

"Well now I feel safe with you protecting me Princess"

Alessya laughed as Otto whispered his response in her ear. Walking forward together, Aegon taking Otto's hand placing it on Sunfyre, Otto looks at his hand as he stocks the dragon like it was a dog.

"He is hot to the touch," he whispered, not talking to anyone.

After a few more minutes Aegon saying his goodbyes they went over two the other two dragons they where visiting.

They went over and did the same with Syrax; even Otto went over and said Hallo to the giant dragon.

Next to Syrax was a bigger dragon.Syrax was already big enough to carry two riders. But this other dragon was a good bit bigger. Not as big as say Vhagr. Maybe a little bigger then Daemons dragon.

Alessya saw the beauty of a dragon standing tall. Bright yellow eyes. Her dragon had a mix of dark blue and purple scales. Its face was more of a wolf with small horns along the top of its head.

"This is dreamfire, he is my dragon, I have had since birth. "

"Hello my boy this is my family, please be nice. The young wanted to meet you "

Alessya speaks in their mother tongue to her dragon as she rubs her has against the snot, and Dreamfire rubs back and puffs out happily at his rider. Rhaenrya looked for permission to come over to say hi, at Alessya nodded. She slowly came over and stroked the dragon.

Aegon was next; Deamfire bent her head down for the young boy. Who giggled when Dreamfire puffed her smoke into him, causing his hair to go everywhere.

"We ride " Aegon's little voice came out, looking at his grandsire.

"Rhaenrya can take Aegon and you can come with me, Lord Hand. It will be so fun " Alessya had a smile on her face, a real one-time. She loved riding on Dreamfire. She looked at Otto with pleading eyes. She placed at Aegon who was doing the same. So she pick him up, both of them pleading Otto with there eyes.

"Now that is not fair, Princess; how I meant to say no to the pair of you when you both looked at me like that."

He knows this will do him good if he goes on one of the beasts with her. She will trust him more. Rheanrya might even see him in a new light as well.

Agreeing to ride with Alessya and Aegon with Rhaenrya as long as he is chained in then yess they can go. Rhaenrya call for people to help. Before he knows it he is sitting behide Alessya on her design.

"you can hold my waist Lord Hand for balance of course. "

He dosen't wait a second holding into her waist. He takes a breath as he hear at the same time Rhaenrya and Alessya both say

Fly.

With that, he closes his eyes, and they take off. He slowly opens his eyes and he can't believe it. He is in the sky.

(not the dragons in the story just thought it would be nice to add )

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Another great read.

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Rhaenys and Corlys punishing their sweet little s/o because she was a little brat

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

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Your moodiness had only grown in the passing days as the attention of Rhaenys and Corlys could not always be on you. You were waking up without both of them more often than not now. It was why you had not sat with them for the evening meal or even touched the delicious smelling food in front of you.

“Y/N….” Rhaenys soft voice came over you as you stared into the wine filling your goblet; your third drink of the night. It was a warning; you knew that before you even looked up with your lashes fluttering so innocently. You slowly moved the cup to your lips and watched as your beautiful mistress raised an eyebrow.

You hummed around the cup and began to take some sips. “Oh, that is quite disappointing.” Corlys’ deep voice moved into your ear. Your eyes widened slightly as you chewed on your bottom lip. “I am only having a drink.” You whispered, rolling your eyes as your fingers moved up and down the jewelled goblet.

“Do you think you have had enough?” Corlys tried again and you shivered at the feel of both their stares. “I do not think that.” You whispered; sipping some more as the dinner thankfully continued. His larger hand gently moved to rest on your shoulder, softly squeezing you for attention.

“I think we should retire now.” He whispered into your ear as he leaned in. Your eyes flashed towards Rhaenys who had gracefully begun to stand. “It was not a suggestion.” Corlys whispered even more. You rolled your eyes even more before cheekily downing the completely goblet of wine.

Rhaenys’ hand was on your own before you could turn around. Her hand moved up your arm as she kept you close. Your body shivered at the feel of them so close. It had felt like so long since you had been in her arms. Of course, the false sense of security was something you easily fell into.

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“Please…please, I need..” You cried out, your hands moving to the sheets as you looked up at Rhaenys. Her smirk was your only answer as your body rocked. Corlys hard, thick cock moving inside your weeping pussy with speed. Rhaenys fingers moved through your locks before she guided you towards her own soaked pussy.

You moaned as your greedy mouth engulfed her completely. You tried to focus on bringing her pleasure as his hand slapped your arse once more. You whined as you harshly began to suck on her clit. Her moans were like music to your ear as her legs moved over your shoulders and tightened.

You lost yourself in the pleasure as his thrusts continued. “Do you think she has earned her release?” Corlys purred. His tone is dark and full of pleasure. You shivered at the sound whilst he only pushed deeper. You moaned against her soaked pussy; the vibrations falling onto her with ease.

“No…I do not think so.” Rhaenys whispered out. Moans falling from her lips as her fingers moved into your locks; pulling you closer as she began to ride your mouth. Corlys only chuckled. His hand snaked around your stomach. “You will have to listen to her.” He whispered into your ear. 

Those words fell from him as his hand swiped across your weeping pussy. You moaned and rocked back against him. Gods, you were not going to be able to follow her orders with his touch. His fingers slowed and only gently circled your clit, causing your soaked walls to flutter around his cock.

“Keep doing that..she’s purring against me.” Rhaenys whispered as they both played you so well. His free hand moved to your head and gently pushed you down. Your tongue greedily slipped inside her weeping pussy and your mistress began to rock harder; her stomach tightening in anticipation.

Your tongue began to kitten lick her clit now as you looked up at your dragon. Her eyes were hooded with desire as she moaned without shame. “So pretty, make her fall apart for me.” Rhaenys ordered her husband and you could only moan against her as his thrusts picked up speed.

Your hands reached for the sheets around you both as you were moved by the force of his cock. Your tongue moving in and out of Rhaenys as you moaned and sucked harder on her clit. Her wetness had your mouth watering as you greedily lapped up everything she gave you whilst becoming closer to your own edge. 

You moaned against her as his hand roughly palmed at your arse; dragging you up and down his cock that you were coating with your wetness. Your toes began to curl as you focused on Rhaenys but it was not long before you were falling off the edge. Corlys kept your head against her weeping pussy whilst your own squirted around his cock.

His thrusting never stopped as he fucked you through your release. Rhaenys’s hold on you only tightened as she moved over your face. “So good, always so good.” She purred down at you as she watched you fall apart. The mere sight was enough to push her over the edge as she squirted onto your face.

You moaned and harshly sucked on her clit; losing yourself with the pride of making her feel pleasure. Corlys took you away from your feast and brought you against his chest; his cock still burrowing deep inside you. “Oh oh gods..please..” You cried out; your soft, ample breasts bouncing.

You locked eyes with Rhaenys who only watched you in hunger and you knew the night was far from over. His fingers were soon rubbing harshly against your weeping pussy as you shook against him. His free hand moved into your hair and pulled you back; his lips on your own instantly.

You moaned against his soft lips as you practically melted against him. A soft gasp escaped you when you felt Rhaenys’ touches coming over your body. She leaned close and captured your lips once they were free. As you kissed her back; Corlys climax ripped through him as he thrust harder. 

His release flooded you with ease as you shook some more; squirting around his cock as you gasped so prettily into Rhaenys ear. “Are you going to be good now?” She purred to you. You whimpered and only burrowed into her neck some more as Corlys gently pulled himself from you.

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Could you do an alpha Corlys and Alpha Otto one, where she is Viserys's daughter and and omega, and she goes into heat during a tourney, so the two keep taking turns in keeping her fucked dumb and loved? 👀

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

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This was not supposed to happen, you thought to yourself with a near whimper that you fought to suppress. Gods, when had it become so hot here, you thought to yourself as you played with the sleeves of your soft, summer-like dress. You had made the mistake of having your locks down and you began to bat them from your face.

You nearly jumped at a large, gentle hand being placed on your shoulder. “We should leave.” Corly’s familiar voice whispered into your ear. His hand slowly moving towards your breast; brushing against the side of it. “Hmm?” You whispered; deliriously really as you leaned back. You nearly burrowed your head into his neck as his scent overwhelmed you.

He only chuckled and gently took your hand in his. Thankfully with all the other ladies at court; you were masked, for now. “Corlys..where are we going?” You whimpered out; eagerly following. There was no answer whilst you only burrowed into his side some more. The size difference had you purring. 

Your soft, heavy breasts brushed against him without you truly knowing your body’s actions. Your nipples are already pebbling in arousal. A soft groan escaped Corlys as his hands groped you greedily. “Who let you out wearing this?” He nearly snarled; gently pushing you into the empty council room.

“Do you not like it?” You softly whispered. Innocence shining in your tone and eyes as you looked down at yourself. Your fingers happily moved over the material as you became distracted once more. A cry escaped you when his larger hand cupped your weeping pussy. The dress is easily moving for him.

“Corlys!” You cried out; the sensation too much already but he only chuckled. “Fucking soaked.” He snarled. His fingers easily drenched as he brushed them over your clit. You jolted at his small touch. Three of his fingers slipped inside you with ease as you cried out; the sound echoing in the room.

“I need you..need more..” You babbled out with your eyes so wide in pleasure. Your hips are already rocking against his thrusting fingers. “Greedy girl, is that why you need the both of us?” He continued to taunt you; his fingers burrowing deeper as his palm hit your clit again and again.

His lips were soon on you; softly nibbling on your bottom lip before his tongue moved to dance with your own. You gasped and whimpered; hardly being able to breathe as your heat and Corlys moved over you. It wasn’t long before you were squirting around his fingers that never stopped fucking you.

“Please..please..more!!” You whimpered; crying out as Corlys quickly turned you around; your back on his chest. His fingers still deeply fucked you as he pushed you closer to the table. “They will be cleaning you off this.” Corlys whispered into your ear; darkly chuckling as he roughly rubbed your clit.

Your lips parted as you babbled out nonsense. Nearly fucked dumb already and he had only just started. Gods, he couldn’t stop himself. He’d been more than patient; he had to have you now and he would. He pushed you against the table; your bare breasts moved across it as he began to guide his hard, weeping cock inside your soaked pussy.

You babbled out; crying his name as you tightened your hold on the table. “Fuck, good, so tight.” Corlys whispered. His hips were jerking quickly; the desire to breed and have you completely overtook him. Your body moved with his thrusts; moving up and down the table as you began to lose yourself. 

The sound of your wetness echoed easily around the room once more. It was enough for you not to hear the door opening. “Starting without me, I see.” Otto’s deep voice moved through the room. “Otto…alpha…please…” You cried out at the mere sight of him, squirting around Corlys’ cock already.

His dark chuckle was your only answer as he watched you fall apart. “Should have taken her there in front of everyone.” Otto hummed. Your body shivered at his words; your mind racing at them doing that. “I think she likes that idea.” Corlys groaned and had his hand landing on your bouncing arse.

“Of course she does, little slut.” Otto hummed before moving to stand in front of you. He watched in delight as Corlys continued to fuck you. Your lips parted in a silent cry as he pushed against your spongy spot with each thrust. Otto hummed; his eyes darkening in desire as he reached for you and gently placed a lock of your hair from your face. The sight of your breasts freely bouncing had him hardening even more.

Corlys only groaned in pleasure; his hold on you would be leaving bruises in the morning just as they both enjoyed. He spread apart your cheeks once more as he watched whilst enjoying the view. His cock was completely soaked as he easily moved in and out of you; his speed picking up. 

“Fuck, so good..” He purred down at you; leaning in and licking up your spine. All you could do was shiver and shake around him. Your fluttering walls were enough for the Lord of the Tides to find release. He thrust deep again and again until he cummed inside you; flooding you. It sated you for the moment.

You whined and moaned into the table. You shivered in delight before a whine escaped you at the feel of Corlys slipping from you. Your emptiness was not for long and it was only when his cock was pushing deep inside you that you realised Otto had left his space in front of you. “Still so tight.” He purred down to you; slapping your arse that had you jumping and bouncing back onto his cock.

You found yourself drooling on the table; begs escaping you. “Harder, please..more!” You cried out. Your breasts continued bouncing as much as they could as they were squashed down. Your eyes rolled back at how deep he was filling you. All you could do was whimper for more. “Gods, she’s so fucked out.” Corlys hummed; slowly stroking his hardening cock in front of you.

You began to cry out in pleasure some more as your orgasm ripped through you quickly; squirting around his cock whilst pulling him deeper. His hands grabbed at your arse while he jerked his hips. You hummed happily at the pleasure coming your way as you slowly began to lose yourself; as if you had any mind at the beginning of the day.

You heard a dark chuckle, which could have come from either of your mates whilst Otto finally released deep inside you. His cum filling you up to the brim; spilling out as he slowly moved from you. “You’ll have a babe inside you soon.” Otto promised; his hand moving up your spine as Corly’s slowly pushed inside you once more. “Oh gods…” You began to cry out.

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Fool Me Once (part 3)

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x reader (wc: 3.1k)

Summary: With the birth of your child looming, you and Aemond finally lay your cards on the table. A growing problem reaches a boiling point.

Warnings: more lying/manipulation (y’all know the drill by now), Aemond once again gaslighting, mentions of s*icide

A/N: it’s been such a fun time writing this. It is definitely different from most things I’ve written, so it have been a nice change. I’ve gotten so much support from it and I hope to keep making stuff you guys like. Also slight disclaimer that the way I write Alys is not really way I read her in the book. Much like Aemond in this. They both kind of suck lmao. I wanted this to be the last part but then I thought of more things so… we shall see how this goes 👍🏽. I wanted this chapter to be a build up to events in ep 8-10 mainly 9 and 10 of the show.

Part one part two

You can’t remember the last time Aemond and you have had dinner, just the two of you. So, when he insisted you that you two do, you had a feeling it was about the talk Queen Alicent said she wanted to have with him. A private dinner with your husband would have been a dream moons ago.

Alicent did not make you privy to what they discussed. It only made you more weary. You know she is hurt and upset. But you also know she is more hurt that the son she propped up so much turned out to be just as unreliable as the man she made him with.

That is the painful part about love; the only place to go is down.

Nevertheless, his suffering is what you want; it does not matter if the ire stems from a place on genuine care for you. The uncomfortable nature in which he moves the castle makes the pain you have suffered a little bearable. It sounds deranged, but if you are to be trapped, he should be as well. You want him to wake with the same lump in his throat you do.

The letters had stopped. A constantly stream of communication abruptly ended. Lord Strong gave you a funny smile when he told you.

Ser Quinton rarely leaves your side when Aemond is around. He gave you a reluctant glance when you tell him about the dinner. While Aegon, already deep in his cups midday, tells you to keep a grip on your fervor.

The corridor was empty except for the two of you.

“I know how him and mother are,” he point his fingers at you emphatically. “They probably already concocted something to keep you quiet or make you look like the problem. Keep you…. Idle.”

Despite the slurring of his words, and clear bitterness towards the relationship Alicent and Aemond have, he may not be wrong. Alicent had already taken it upon herself to write to your father, suggesting he visits soon. She is proactive to a fault; her behavior simultaneously holding the Seven Kingdom together and enabling her family’s indecencies.

Everything can be hidden under the right tactics and false goodwill. You want to say she got that trait from her father, but you know it comes from years of being a woman in the Red Keep. From being the Queen.

The dinner begins uneventful. You wrinkle your nose at the meat pie in front of you. A dish you normally like making your stomach churn. It is hard not to feel sick or uncomfortable these days. You’re huge; feet swollen and belly protruding to a remarkable degree. The sheer thought of how big the babe will be plagues your mind most days.

It is unbearable having to engage in meaningless small talk with Aemond. Like he is insulting your intelligence by tip toeing around everything.

“Are you going to tell me why you wanted this dinner,” you want nothing more to leave his chambers and go take a bath.

“I think we need to talk.”

You can’t help but scoff at him. Aemond looks even more haunting in the dark lighting of room. Like the brutal knights the septas used to make you read about. He has a nasty look in his eye, like he wants a fight. You wonder if his Alys gets this look or if it just reserved for you. One special thing for his wife.

Despite all the formal swordsman training, Aemond plays dirty in personal affairs. Much like a feral cat backed into a corner. You’ve seen it to many times with Aegon. The only thing he responds to is equally cruel jabs.

“Yes dear husband,” you sigh out of boredom, rolling your neck.

His next words take you by surprise.

“Daella told me she is not excited about her egg hatching,” he huffs out. You stop rolling your neck, and blink blankly at him. The two of your stare at each other before you bark out a laugh.

“That is what this is about? You are pouting because a child is no longer enraptured by an egg.”

“It is not only about the egg, and you know it,” a nasty tone to match the look he gives you. “You fill her head with assumptions. You debase something that is her birthright. Something that is the birthright of her father, and her ancestors.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, if I disparaged the great Targaryen legacy or dragons in front of her it must have been a… mistake.”

You swear you see Aemond’s eye twitch a little at the word.

“Have you ever thought maybe it is not the dragons themselves, but the person she most associates them with?”

Daella’s change in behavior was notable. She never wanted to go to the dragon pit with her father, the few times she does work up the nerve to go it is always with her aunt to see Dreamfyre. She is no longer enthused to learn High Valyrian despite how quickly she picks it up.

You did try to keep your child out things, but kids are perceptive. The way from a young age Alicent kids picked on her strife with their father, maybe she picked up on yours with Aemond.

Aemond’s anger radiates off him. Once the truth finally comes out, the words begin to spill from your lips.

“And do not pretend this is just about Daella. That is an insult to her, and a waste of my time,” you lean forward, and lower your voice. “This about you losing your favor around here, and this about her.”

There is an uncomfortable hush comes over the room. The only sound is the crackling coming from the fireplace.

“She was pregnant,” it comes out like whisper. The spite that was laced through his voice is gone. All is left is confusion.

Your vision blurred red. There’s a painful twinge in your stomach, and you wince.

“What do mean was.”

There was always the possibility this could happen. As naive as it sounds, it was not a thought till ironically Aegon of all people brought it up. If anyone would know about possibly fathering bastards it would be him. Then he promptly told you that the two of you could hop on Sunfyre and burn her to a crisp. The offer that you quickly refused in the moment has never sounded so tempting now.

“I-I do not know where she is,” Aemond admits curtly. “One day she is telling me she is with child, and the next she’s…gone.”

He looks so small; his eye has a faraway look in it. It’s utterly pathetic. You never considered that a greater pain to him would be not only to be seen differently by his family, but also have to reason why he did it leave.

“So what now Aemond? She left you, and you want to just erase everything you have done. Pretend you care or love me,” you say coldly.

“No. I do not lo-“

He stops mid sentence, and an empty smile appears on your face. Neither of you have said it out loud but it is the plain truth.

“Go ahead and say it,” there is a deep pressure in your stomach that won’t go away. The pain only makes you even more upset. “Love requires respect. It requires give and take. You surely do not respect me, and all you ever do is take.”

Another twinge hits the underside of your belly. You shift in your seat uncomfortably, eyeing the door.

“You are not completely innocent in this,” your eyes go wide at his remark. “Do not give me that look. I see the way Ser Quinton looks at you. And now Alys is…”

He trails off. It is the first time you have heard him say her name out loud. Another surge of jealously runs through you. She is gone, and you are once again stuck with the carcass. Expected to uphold your end of the bargain while he frets over a child and mother that never should have been around to begin with.

You refuse to sit and let him turn the tables around on you. It is a struggle, but you manage to get up from the table, but only to have him rise and block your way.

“For someone who has such clear distain for my house. You sure do not hide your fire well… just like a dragon.” His eye flutter down to the scar on your arm, then back to your eyes. You see the blame in his.

“If I was that rash, or temperamental, your head would have been on a spike. Along with your whore’s,” you narrow your eyes. “And I would have made Ser Quinton sully his white cloak, because he would for me. Hells, I would have had your brother while I was at it. It’s not like he has not tried before.”

You are not sure you even want Ser Quinton in that way, let alone Aegon. Ser Quinton devotion is not something you know if you are willing to take that level. And Aegon’s cock has been in half the maidservants in the castle and most of the whores in Flea Bottom. Him wanting you is not special, it’s just Aegon being Aegon. But the deep look of rage in Aemond’s eye makes the statement all the more worth it.

You skirt past him quickly towards the door. His heavy footsteps behind you. Ser Quinton leaning against the wall opposite of the door does not surprise you.

“Are you alright,” he rushes over, concerned when you pause to in the hall and lean over in pain. His hand coming to rub your back.

“Oh well is this not sweet,” Aemond’s bitter tone cuts through the empty hall. “I can handle it from here Ser Quinton.”

Blood rushes to your ears, and you can barely hear the hushed disagreement that begins between the two. Your painful groans becoming background fader to their pissing match.

A familiar snap happens in the lower part of your abdomen, and a pool of liquid flows out of you. Both cease arguing, and you and Aemond share a knowing look.

“The babe is coming.”

Alaric Targaryen came into the world fast, and with a haughty disposition. As if he could tell the family dynamic he was coming into. His cries were piercing and sharp, matching the tears of relief you cried when he finally came out.

You had insisted to only have your lady in waiting and some septas in room, especially after the clear tension between Aemond and Quinton. Helaena and Alicent come in and out of the room sporadically, giving you words of encouragement and knowing glances at the pain you were in. Alicent had been shocked to see her son and Ser Quinton trying to get you back to chambers.

Lord Larys followed casually behind her. He gave that funny smile of his again. The smile he gives Queen Alicent when he thinks no one is watching… or maybe he hopes someone is watching.

She’s gone

Even while giving birth to your son, that woman plagued your thoughts. Aemond could be right; you two have more in common than you like. Bewitched by the same woman.

It took everything in you to look up when Aemond finally came into the room. Acknowledging his presence met remembering how he is half of Alaric. How so much of you belongs to Aemond. You live in his home, dress in his colors, your children will be in the history books as Targaryen’s. He will have ownership over your boy after calling him a mistake. No matter how much you try, you will be remembered as his wife.

If that fact did not make you sick enough. Alicent’s next words did the trick.

“Oh, he looks like how Aemond did when he was a babe.”

You look down at him in your arms. While Daella was a combination of Aemond and you, her brother is every bit of his father. Small tuff of straight blonde hair, lips town turned in a scowl. You did not know a babe could look so refined especially after just being born. The only resembles to yourself you see in his in his big glassy eyes looking up at you.

There’s an energy that gets sucked out you when Alicent hands him to Aemond. She sees the weary look on your face.

Opposed to the elation you felt after having Daella. Dread creeps in; dread that comes from a place of sadness and protectiveness. All you have is your children. Even with the bonds and alliances you may have made, only they are extensions of you. Daella, your sweet girl, a reminder of what could of been. You have Alaric, the flesh and blood reflection of what you have been through.

“Have you two thought of a name,” Alicent asks. Before Aemond, who is still looking down can answer, you beat him to it.

“Alaric. Ser Quinton told the sweetest story about a knight he admired as a child. I thought it would be fitting.”

Alicent’s brows raise but she does nothing but nod. “Handsome name for a handsome boy.”

Aemomd does not say anything about the name. He just quietly hums a melody when Alaric starts to fuss. He turns his back to you as he bounces him in his arms.

All you have is your children

All you have is your children

When you think about a sword to the throat. You don’t know which situation would be more satisfying. One to his or one to yours.

“I am sure you were… relieved to hear about your problem being gone.”

You do not see Lord Larys again till weeks after Alaric is born. The day of a feast Alicent insisted you have to celebrate his birth. Your father and mother writing you that they can not wait to see their second grandchild.

While Daella was a fussy, energetic baby, all Aleric does is sleep and eat. He stares at you with curious eyes. Always taking in the scene around him. He lays sweetly crib next to your bed. After his birth, you were all but forced to move back into the one you shared with Aemond.

“Do you know what happened to her,” it’s been on your mind for since Aemond uttered those words.

Larys tilts his head to the side with a wry look. “You and I both know it is hard to place the whims of a difficult woman, especially a supposed magical one.”

You know he is not just talking about Alys.

She is out there, possibly with Targaryen blood in her and no one knows where is. It does not make any sense. Larys can read the skepticism all over your face.

“It is quite suspicious, witch or not. A bastard woman with no means or worth to her name, gone in an instant. And right after the truth comes out within the family. Right after the Queen and the Prince talk.”

He gives you no help, only more questions. Makes you more suspicious of those you have to call family. In this moment you hate the way he speaks in riddles. He never states things plainly till he is ready to. As if he expects you to do something before he can reveal anymore.

“But look on the bright side princess, your family will be back at court soon enough.”

Alaric begins to coo, as if he trying to tell you something.

“Well, thank you for your time, Lord Larys,” you give him a fake smile. “I should start getting ready.”

Your lady in waiting, Jayne, comes in once Larys finally leaves.

“I quite like this one princess,” she holds up a green and black dress. It is old dress of Alicent’s, one she gave you when you first married Aemond.

A flash of satiny purple in the back of you wardrobe catches your eye. A smile appears on your face. It may be a bit snug as you have two children since wearing it but it worth the try.

“I think I might want to try something a bit different Jayne.”

Your father used to tell you that the strongest flowers grow even when there is little sun. In conjunction, your mother told you that flowers are meant to be admired. Prettiest ones will often be picked and disregarded when a new bloom happens. Wilting was never an option for you in their mind.

You are their lower. Planted, watered, and urged to grow. Even in the deep darkness that is King’s Landing. The darkness they said was critical to helping your house.

The looks you get when you walk into the Godswood, head high in your deep violet dress only spurs you on when in other times it would make you want to hide. Daella and Alaric both in darling lavender outfits. You three stand out against the various muted greens, blues, and greys amongst you. Except for the few specs of purple that you see on the side wooded area.

“My dear girl,” your father’s hug makes you want to cry. Seeing your parents put into perspective how young you feel… how young you are.

Already married, mother of two, and all you want is your parents to hug you and tell you everything will be ok. When your father pulls you to the side and asks you about the letter Queen Alicent sent him, you are surprised to hear what she put in it.

“She said you are having a hard time,” he runs his hand over your arm. “That it is affecting your marriage.���

It should not surprise you she failed to mention her son’s cheating. But the onus being placed on you only proves what you already felt. They will protect their own, so you must protect yours.

Before you can muster up an answer, an anxious looking maidservant comes over with Jayne in tow.

“My Lady, I am sorry to interrupt. I went back to grab Alaric’s sweater. I saw something you may want to see; it was left it your chambers.”

Your eyes go to a box Jayne is carrying.

You must hold back a scream when you open the box and see Alaric’s favorite blanket, the one always in his crib, soaked in blood.

You frantically look over to the opposite side of the garden, your mother happily holding Alaric, Daella by her side. You look over to catch Aemond and Alicent giving you a questioning looks from across the Godswood.

As your vision blurs, you notice box had a tripartite of pale blue, red, and green on it.

“Jayne, please go fetch me Lord Larys and Ser Quinton.”

All you have is your children

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A Mother for a Son

Summary: As Aemond leaves for a campaign at Storms End, he leaves his very pregnant wife struggle to bring their child into the world, suffering the consequences.

Warnings: Childbirth, Death, Major Angst, tbh this is pure angst and nothing else to it I just like making myself sad, sorry

You hissed in pain as you tried to stand up straight, one hand instinctively resting on your lower back. A deep inhale didn’t help matters either, but you felt maybe it was better than trying to soldier through the tightness. One hand was clamped around the handle of the chair, feet shuffling to go to sit in front of the fire and as you slumped into the chair, finally feeling the relief and pressure off your feet, your hand rested on the large bump on your belly. The infant inside as if feeling the touch of its mother kicked back, hurting slightly but it still bought a smile to your face.

“I wish you would not take your time, little one” you muttered, eyes wandering to the crackling fire, its heat almost soothing you through your thin nightdress. These days you had no use for heavy evening dresses, the past few weeks you had been confined to your nightdress exclusively as the pregnancy progressed to the end.

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Very good can't wait for Part two.

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰

Pairing: Various! Yandere (Yandere-ish!) House Of The Dragon And Child! Female! Reader (Some platonic and some romantic)

Summary: You were no one. No name, no presence, no true meaning to the world. Just another face of an orphan trying to make it to another day. Little Burrow you were working in gave you a clear perspective of what your future will look like. That is, until one, fateful day, the Seven stirred your fate into another direction.

A/N: This is me testing the waters of HOTD fandom.Other than that, I am sucker for rags to reaches orphan wiggling her ways into the royal hearts, with the hint of yandere-ism. We’ll see where it’ll go! 

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Warnings: swearing/vulgar language, mention of sex (not directly linked to the reader), brothels, prostitution (not directly linked to the reader), alcohol, abuse, typical heavy stuff surrounding House Of The Dragon fandom. You have been warned.

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