#Manfryd Mooton

[ride-thedragon]

The worst part about the Daemon is Nettles' dad claims isn't that it was made absent-mindedly to deter from a clear narrative point for them but that there are way better candidates than Daemon, Never Rational, Strangely Incestuous, Targaryen for the place of her father.

Corlys Velayron: Actually voiced an opinion in favor of her during the determining of her treason, in the same breath as his legal heir.

Manfryd Mooton: Defies his queen in favor of keeping her safe, twice, and changes factions in their absence.

Ser Florian: "The girl is a child, however foul her treason." That's father for any who question it. That's his baby girl no matter how long he looks at her and her activities.

Y'all don't care about her or her developing relationships with these men. Y'all just want Daemon to be good by weird standards, and I won't stand for it. Send him back home to his children, I'm tired of the pandering.

Also, cut the Nettles is a bastard of ------ nonsense. I'm tired, and it's contrived.

[stromuprisahat]

Daemon Targaryen returned to the castle just long enough to break his fast with Lord Mooton. “This is the last that you will see of me,” he told his lordship. “I thank you for your hospitality. Let it be known through all your lands that I fly for Harrenhal. If my nephew Aemond dares face me, he shall find me there, alone.”

Fire and Blood (George R. R. Martin)

She sees much and more, my Alys. 

- Aemond at Harrenhall

I bet she does. I bet her friends from Maidenpool sent her memo.

[horizon-verizon]

I never understood this raving about: "Pro-Black accounts validate the Daemon & Nettles relationship." What fucking pro-Black tales are they talking about exactly? The tales are kept by the masters. More than the majority hated the Targaryens and relate events they didn't witness, years later, through other sometimes/usually biased sources and rumors. What pro-Black accounts are they talking about?!

I think they mean Maester Norren, the lord of Maidenpool Manfyrd Mooton, his guard's captain, Ser Florian Greysteel (the lord’s personal champion), and his unnamed brother (my post about them concerning DaemonxNettles), who were all Black supporters/fought for the blacks before Rhaenyra ordered Nettles’ execution. They defect and go green after Daemon leaves for Harrenhal since they disobey the order, for survival.

But in the post I linked in the parentheses, I already argue against the notion that one or any of these particular people thought Daemon was actually sleeping with Nettles. 

Gyldayn also continually writes more against Rhaenyra & Daemon than for them, especially in comparison to Alicent/Otto/Aegon II:

Rhaenyra’s weight constantly negatively mentioned or used against her character (1, 2, 3)

him constantly using Mushroom as a sources for her sexual escapades or not offsetting against Mushroom enough

the misogyny against Nettles, maligning and contradiction of the idea of Daemon sleeping with Nettles

him including her in the blame for the eye fiasco instead of just Alicent, who was the one who demanded Lucerys’ eye immediately 

So they can stuff it, honestly.

[kckt88]

Take My Breath Away I

Summary:

The Dance of the Dragons is over and the Greens have emerged victorious.

A broken King sits the Iron Throne and in order to secure the succession, the last living daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen is summoned to the Red Keep to do her duty to the realm and provide the King with an heir by marrying her Uncle Aemond Targaryen.

Vaeryna answers the summons and willingly marries the man responsible for the deaths of her brother and father, but what are her motives for doing so and what other secrets is Vaeryna hiding?

Warning(s): Swearing, Angst, Mentions of Death.

Word Count: 3117

GREENS WIN - SLOW BURN - ENEMIES TO LOVERS.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

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"With the King no longer able to sire children, an heir must be provided by other means."

"-And what means are those, Lord Westerling?" asked Aemond narrowing his eye.

"Vaeryna Targaryen"

"The girl is a bastard" sneered Manfryd Mooton.

“A bastard she may be, but she is the only living child of Rhaenyra and Daemon, her Valyrian blood is valuable” said Alicent firmly.

“If she were to marry Aemond and grant him a son, the boy could be named heir to the Iron Throne, we could also betroth him to Jaehaera, and secure the succession of the one true King” said Larys.

“There have also been rumours that Rhaenyra’s last act was to betroth her daughter, to Cregan Stark. We cannot allow that marriage to take place. There are still remnants that are loyal to Rhaenyra, we cannot have them and the entire North conspiring to put Vaeryna on the Iron Throne. The seven kingdoms cannot survive another war” exclaimed Alicent as she picked at her fingers.

“Where is the Princess now?” asked Aegon, grimacing in pain as he shifted in his chair.

“In the Vale with her Cannibal” replied Larys.

“Bit odd isn’t it. That Rhaenyra’s biggest asset in the war was sent away to the Vale”.

“Mayhaps, she thought to keep the girl safe” said Alicent.

Aegon sat silent at the head of the table, it was true that he could no longer sire babes and his only surviving child was his daughter Jaehaera.

He was the King, and he was without an heir.

Whilst indeed there were people who called him King, there were still those that called him usurper.

His claim to the Iron Throne was on shaky ground, and with no male heir, he was at risk.

If Vaeryna was their only salvation, then so be it. Bastard or not.

“Send a raven to the Vale, inform the Princess of her betrothal to my brother Prince Aemond and that her King commands her to come to Kings Landing by weeks end” ordered Aegon.

“Is he actually serious?” raged Jeyne.

“Is who serious?” asked Cregan furrowing his brow.

“That usurper cunt that sit’s on the Iron Throne, he has summoned Vaeryna to Kings Landing” retorted Jeyne angrily.

“For what purpose?”

“He has betrothed Vaeryna to the kinslayer” snarled Jeyne.

“Has he lost his wits?” said Cregan aghast.

“The rumours of the Kings inability to sire more children has proven true, his only remaining child is a girl. Obviously, he cannot name her heir lest he be labelled a hypocrite. So, his only option is to have his brother marry and produce a son that will be named heir” replied Vaeryna.

“He summons you to Kings Landing to be a broodmare for the kinslayer?”

“It’s an outrage. It’s a scandal” snarled Jeyne as she quickly downed a cup of wine.

“They know their grip on the throne hangs by a thread, I am the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, they can’t risk me marrying elsewhere, lest my lord husband develop the idea of putting me on the throne” replied Vaeryna.

“Which is exactly where you should be. Your mother was the rightful Queen, you are her heir. It should be you sitting on the Iron Throne” stated Cregan, his hand grasping the hilt of his sword so hard his knuckles turned white.

“Maybe in another life, but this is the one we currently live. I cannot ignore a summons from the King” muttered Vaeryna.

“Your not actually considering this?” gasped Jeyne.

“What other choice do I have? I can’t exactly ignore it. Sooner or later, they will come for me, I do not wish for either of you to suffer for my ignorance and I cannot risk them discovering that-“

“-I understand your reason Princess but to marry the kinslayer, to lay with him and birth his children, it is too great a sacrifice,” said Jeyne.

“You above all know what I promised my mother, and If marrying a kinslayer is the only way, then I will do what I must” replied Vaeryna firmly.

“Surely there has to be another way” exclaimed Jeyne.

“Princess-“ muttered Cregan sadly.

“I know that I have no right to ask this, but please Cregan would you-” exclaimed Vaeryna.

“-I swore an oath to your mother, and now that oath extends to you” replied Cregan.

“Both of you have my eternal gratitude. I cannot thank you enough for what you have done for me and-” said Vaeryna sadly.

“-We but do our duty to you sweet Princess. If ever you have need of us. All you need to do is ask” said Jeyne softly.

Vaeryna stared at her Cannibal and took a deep breath, the time had come for her to bid farewell to the peace and serenity of the Vale and travel to Kings Landing.

Cregan had already left the Vale earlier in that morning, wanting to get back Winterfell as quick as possible. Their farewell had been bittersweet. Whilst her mother had expressed a desire to see her married to the Lord of Winterfell, nothing official had been declared, not that it mattered anyway as no doubt the King wouldn’t have given his blessing.

Vaeryna was sure she would have been happy married to Cregan, but she wasn’t so sure that her Cannibal would enjoy the snow.

So with a heavy heart, Vaeryna bid farewell to the Lord of Winterfell and pressed a gentle kiss to the forehead of the small hooded figure hidden in Cregan's fur lined cloak.

Saying goodbye to Jeyne was hard. Vaeryna had been sent to the Vale at the start of the war and Jeyne had provided much comfort when all the only news they received was that of death and destruction.

After giving Jeyne one last hug, Vaeryna climbed on the back of her Cannibal and took to the skies, heading away from the Vale towards Kings Landing.

One she was air borne, Vaeryna couldn’t help but think about Aemond. From the sweet shy boy, he was, to the kinslayer he became.

News would often reach the Vale of Aemond’s exploits at Harrenhal and his burning of the Riverlands and Vaeryna would despair as countless innocents had lost their lives to Vhagar’s flames. But for his crimes Aemond suffered, as his witch whore was captured and executed by Sabitha Fey after she had seized control of Harrenhal.

Aemond didn’t have much time to grieve for his fallen witch as he faced her father in a dragon battle above the gods eye not long after and when he emerged triumphant, he had returned to Kings Landing to revel in his victory.

A few hours later, Kings Landing appeared on the horizon and Vaeryna couldn’t help but feel a little apprehensive. Of course, she was expected to marry Aemond and birth his babes, but how would she be treated outside of their need for her.

She would be hidden and patient, she was the daughter of the Rogue Prince, she was blood of the dragon and she had made a promise to her mother, and by the gods of old Valyria she would see it kept.

If she was blessed with a son, he would be named heir, her blood would one day sit the Iron Throne, her mothers blood, her father’s blood. All was not lost.

Once Vaeryna arrived in Kings Landing, she had Cannibal circle the Red Keep a couple of times before he landed with a colossal thud on the stone walls that surrounded the castle. Announcing his arrival with a thunderous roar, Cannibal manoeuvred himself off the wall and lowered himself to the ground.

After taking a moment to gather her bags that were attached to Cannibal, Vaeryna elegantly moved off Cannibals back and descended down the wing that he’d pressed against the ground.

Cannibal lingered by her side for a moment, observing the two guards that had appeared at the entrance to the castle. His low rumbling growls echoing around the courtyard.

“It’s ok my sweet” urged Vaeryna as she ran her hand along Cannibals scaly neck.

Cannibal who was still hesitant to leave her side, bared his teeth as the guards moved closer.

“I’m fine, they are merely escorts. Go hunt and find a place to rest. I will see you soon” said Vaeryna as she pressed a quick kiss to Cannibal’s snout.

Cannibal trilled as he nudged her gently, lingering at her side for a few moments longer before he opened his large wings and took off from the ground with a huge gust of wind.

Vaeryna held her satchel close as the guards slowly approached her.

“Princess Vaeryna. Welcome to Kings Landing. Allow us to escort you to the King”.

“Thank you” replied Vaeryna.

Vaeryna silently followed the guards as they walked through the Red Keep. Ignoring the curious looks of the maids and servants as she went passed.

Eventually the guards came to a stop in front of a large ornate wooden door. The Throne Room.

The great doors opened and Vaeryna steeled herself for what she was about to face.

“Princess Vaeryna, of house Targaryen”

After she was announced Vaeryna walked into the Throne Room, her fingers clutching her satchel tightly.

Ignoring the whispers of those loyal to the King as she passed.

What a sight she must have made, dressed in her riding leathers, her long silver hair twisted into many elaborate braids that Visenya herself once favoured. Her red and black sash that represented her house and her dragon draped over her shoulder, the silver dragon chain that crossed from her shoulder to her waist twinkling in the light with every step she took.

“Welcome to Kings Landing Princess, I trust that you agree to the terms that were presented too you?” asked Aegon.

“Yes, Your Grace”.

“Very well, you shall wed my brother Prince Aemond within a month, I suggest you both use that time to get to know one another” said Aegon.

“As you wish” replied Vaeryna as she stared at the King, he looked so small sitting upon the Iron Throne, the blades of Aegon the conquerors fallen enemies looked like a twisted and gnarled hand that had sunk it’s claws into the usurper’s back and wouldn’t let go.

“Temporary chambers have been assigned to you for now, but I think it’s for the best that once you and my brother are wed, that you share chambers. To increase the chances of producing children of course” said Aegon firmly, ignoring his mother who tutted.

“Yes, Your Grace” muttered Vaeryna.

“I will also assign Ser Arryk to be your personal guard” spoke Aegon.

Vaeryna look at Ser Arryk who gave her a courteous nod before he resumed his post at the foot of the Iron Throne.

“I will expect your attendance at dinner every night” ordered Aegon.

“Yes, Your Grace” replied Vaeryna. She figured it was for the best that she keeps her answers short and polite.

No matter what she thought of his crowning or who was the rightful heir, which was her mother, it wouldn’t do well to anger the King.

“Is there anything you wish to request in return for your acceptance of my terms?” asked Aegon curiously.

“Only that I be allowed to see my Cannibal as often as I desire” replied Vaeryna.

“You could ask your King for anything, yet that is your only request?” inquired Aegon.

“Yes, Your Grace. I don’t require anything else” muttered Vaeryna, making the mistake of looking at Aemond who seemed to be eyeing her intently.

His arms folded behind his back, his posture rigid and firm. But it was the glint of silver at his hip that suddenly caught her attention.

Dark Sister, her father’s Valyrian steel sword.

Aemond followed her gaze and he smiled, wrapping his hand around the pommel of the sword.

Vaeryna’s lip curled in disgust, her hands clenched the material of her satchel so tight it began to rip.

It was only Aegon’s voice that broke her out of her anger induced haze.

“Very well. I grant your request. You may see your dragon whenever you wish”.

“Gratitude Your Grace” replied Vaeryna bowing slightly.

“I will have Ser Arryk escort you to your chambers so that you may bathe and get settled, I will see you at dinner” said Aegon firmly.

After she had changed out of her riding leathers and bathed. Vaeryna decided to pass the time by making sure her things were unpacked and placed exactly where she wanted them. Not like she brought many of her things with her anyway.

A few dresses, and books and her most prized possessions that she kept in a small, locked box; a seahorse pendant that Luke had given her just before he died, her mother’s Valyrian steel necklace, one of her father’s rings, a few scraps of parchment that Aegon and Viserys had drawn on, some dried flower petals and letters from Jace.

Vaeryna unfurled one of the letters and smiled as she read Jace’s messy looping swirls.

‘Issa gevie zaldrīzes’ (My beautiful dragon).

Jace wasn’t as proficient in high Valyrian as she was. He kept putting it off, until he gave in and ended up learning with Maester Gerardys.  

When her mother had married her father, after the incident on Driftmark. Daemon had insisted on teaching her himself.

It was his way of making up for not being there for her when she was born. By that time, he was living in Pentos and married to the Lady Laena.

Her father wasn’t a bad man, not really. He didn’t want power. He didn’t want the throne as so many others believed. He just wanted to be with family. To be important.

Vaeryna shook her head and continued to read.

‘ēva istan hēnkirī arlī’ (Until were together again).

A solitary tear slipped down Vaeryna’s cheek as she read the rest of Jace’s letter.

She would never admit it out loud. But deep in the depths of her mind, she missed him the most.

His deep brown eyes, his cheeky smile, and the way he would always make her laugh.

She even missed that god awful haircut that he’d given himself. He’d sheared off his beautiful dark curly locks just before they’d travelled to Kings Landing to defend Luke’s claim as heir to Driftmark.

Suddenly a knock at the door broke her out of her reverie. It was a maid informing her that dinner was ready.

Vaeryna silently followed the maid down the corridor. The only sound was the slap of her shoes against the stone floor and of course the clanging of Ser Arryk’s armour as he followed.

“Princess Vaeryna. Your Grace” said the maid after she had opened the large wooden door.

Vaeryna took a deep breath and entered the dining room. Sitting at the long table was Aegon, Aemond and Alicent.

The dowager Queen’s loyal dog and former hand of the King Ser Criston lingered in the corner.

“Welcome Princess. Pease come in” said Alicent smiling.

Vaeryna nodded slightly and slowly approached the table, suddenly becoming very aware of everyone staring at her.

“Perhaps an introduction-” suggested Alicent nudging Aemond who rose from his seat, he was much taller up close, his body lean and covered with leather, his features were sharp yet perfect that his face looked like it had been carved by the gods themselves.

His long silver hair tied back, the scar that bisected the left side of his face only added to his allure, his missing eye covered by an eyepatch.

Never had Vaeryna seen a man so handsome, just a shame he was a kinslayer and a loathsome cunt.

“-I have no need to be introduced. I’m well aware of who my uncle Aemond is and what he is” retorted Vaeryna as she took a seat.

Aemond scowled at her before he resumed his seat, glaring at Aegon who scoffed loudly.

“As the King said. Your courtship period with Aemond will last approximately one moon, after that the two of you will marry in the sept under the faith of the seven” said Alicent sternly.

“Of course,” whispered Vaeryna, fidgeting with the hem of her dress.

“You will be expected to be virtuous, chaste and do your duty as a wife and only bear my son’s children”.

Vaeryna of course picked up on Alicent’s thinly veiled dig at her mother, and obviously Alicent was waiting for her response as she stared her pointedly.

“I’m well aware of my duty Your Grace. Despite what you all may think, I have no such desire to sully myself or my husband by birthing bastards” muttered Vaeryna, looking at Aemond who was smirking.

“Pretty words Princess. Surely you can understand my reluctance to believe such things”.

“I honestly don’t care what you believe” shrugged Vaeryna.

“You will show respect to the dowager Queen” snapped Ser Criston.

“I only show respect to those who respect me” replied Vaeryna.

“You have given me no reason to respect you-”.

“-Neither have you” retorted Vaeryna.

“Mayhaps we should start this conversation again?” suggested Alicent.

“You talk about the importance of my virtue and purity, yet it was your own son who was involved with that Riverlands bastard” said Vaeryna.

“He didn’t-“ muttered Alicent glancing at Aemond who lowered his head slightly.

“-Apologise, but there is no point in denying it. Everyone from Storms End to the wall knew of your favourite sons frequent visits to Alys Rivers bed” replied Vaeryna.

“Don’t you-” warned Aemond.

“-Seems as though she had quite the fondness for Targaryen’s, as my father also enjoyed her company during his time at Harrenhal” said Vaeryna smirking.

“That’s not-“ exclaimed Aemond his eye wide.

“-What true? Of course, it is. Surely you didn’t think you were that special. I must admit it’s quite poetic, isn’t it? Given your dislike of ‘strong bastards’. Yet you take one as your bed mate” retorted Vaeryna.

“That’s enough” warned Alicent.

"Boy it must really sting that when you were imprisoned, your precious son was far to busy getting his cock wet to even bother coming home to save you" said Vaeryna smirking.

"I said that's enough" exclaimed Alicent.

“Quite unfortunate that she died. As I dare say she would have given you your own little strong bastard eventually” retorted Vaeryna, looking over at Aegon who was sniggering into his cup of wine.

“You are excused. Return to your chambers. NOW” ordered Alicent as she slammed her hands down on the table.

“Your Grace” muttered Vaeryna bowing slightly to Aegon and then leaving the room with Ser Arryk.

“She should be punished-” snarled Criston.

“-For what? Telling the truth?” asked Aegon.

“Your Grace-“ muttered Alicent.

“-Oh, come on mother. We all know about Aemond’s little slip at Harrenhal, let’s not pretend otherwise” replied Aegon taking a sip of wine.

[bohemian-nights]

Nettles Week-Day 1: Favorite Romantic Pairing 🐑

Daemon Targaryen x Nettles (Dettles)

One hundred sixty leagues to the north, other dragons soared above the Trident, where Prince Daemon Targaryen and the small brown girl called Nettles were hunting Aemond One-Eye without success. They had based themselves at Maidenpool, at the invitation of Lord Manfryd Mooton, who lived in terror of Vhagar descending on his town.…. Her fires burned hot enough to melt stone, and neither Caraxes nor Sheepstealer could match her ferocity. Only together could they hope to withstand her. And so he kept the girl Nettles by his side, day and night, in sky and castle. Yet was fear of Vhagar the only reason Prince Daemon kept Nettles close to him? Mushroom would have us believe it was not. By the dwarf's account, Daemon Targaryen had come to love the small brown bastard girl, and had taken her into his bed.

[qyburnsghost]

Lady Mysaria, once Daemon's paramour, fed Rhaenyra's growing distrust of the dragonseeds with rumors of Nettles and Daemon's relationship. Rhaenyra raged, declaring that Nettles had used spells to bond with Sheepstealer and to seduce her husband, and that Daemon could not be relied upon while in the girl's thrall. The queen sent a raven to Manfryd Mooton, Lord of Maidenpool, ordering him to deliver Nettles's head but not to do Daemon any harm, only to tell him to return to the capital. However, according to Maester Norren, Manfryd and his advisors, fearful of how Daemon slept beside Nettles, unwilling to kill a guest or a young girl (or two guests, to prevent Daemon from becoming enraged at the death of the girl he was "more than fond of" and taking out his wrath on Maidenpool), disobeyed the queen and followed Norren's advice to pretend that they had never received the letter. When Maester Norren informed Daemon that Rhaenyra had declared Nettles a traitor, Daemon recognized Mysaria's actions in Rhaenyra's words, and and thanked the maester for the warning, before he allowed Nettles to escape the next morning. It is unknown how the two spent their last night together, but at dawn Daemon helped Nettles saddle Sheepstealer one last time. Nettles killed a large black ram and fed it to her dragon, then tearfully flew Sheepstealer into the morning mists of the Bay of Crabs. According to Norren, no word of farewell was spoken between Daemon and Nettles, but as Sheepstealer flew away, Caraxes let out a scream that shattered all the windows of Jonquil's Tower.

That same day, Daemon did not return to his wife in King's Landing, but publicly announced his departure for Harrenhal. He perished fighting Aemond in the Battle Above the Gods Eye. Since Daemon's body was never found in the Gods Eye, some songs claim that he survived the encounter and found his way back to Nettles.Rhaenyra was enraged by the disappearance of Nettles, and her husband's betrayal.

-ASOIAF Wiki

[jacaela]

🤡Ryan Condom: "We wanted it to be interesting, complex... not just a foregone conclusion," Condal continues. "We've set up Aemond as a human being who's had a tough life and has been bullied and lost an eye in the process, but we've also set him up as somebody who's smart and calculating. He's somebody who's capable of acting on impulse, but he doesn't feel like somebody who would go out and commit straight murder without thinking about it."

Fire and Blood:

in 110 AC, she bore him a second son, Aemond, who was saidto be half the size of his elder brother, but twice as fierce.

The Velaryon princelings were younger than Aemond — Jace was six, Luke five, Joff only threebut there were three of them, and they had armed themselves with wooden swords from the training yard. Now they fell on him with a fury. Aemond fought back, breaking Luke’s nose with a punch, then wrenching the sword from Joff’s hands and cracking it across the back of Jace’s head, driving him to his knees. As the younger boys scrambled back away from him, bloody and bruised, the prince began to mock them, laughing and calling them “the Strongs.”

Aemond commanded that Ser Simon be given a sword. “Let the gods decide if you speak truly,” he said. “If you are innocent, the Warrior will give you the strength to defeat me.” The duel that followed was utterly one-sided, all the accounts agree; the prince cut the old man to pieces, then fed his corpse to Vhagar. Nor did Ser Simon’s grandsons long outlive him. One by one, every man and boy with Strong blood in his veins was dragged forth and put to death, until the heap made of their heads stood three feet tall. Thus did the flower of House Strong, an ancient line of noble warriors boasting descent from the First Men, come to an ignoble endin the ward at Harrenhal. No trueborn Strong was spared, nor any bastard save…oddly…Alys Rivers. Though the wet nurse was twice his age (thrice, if we put our trust in Mushroom), Prince Aemond had taken her into his bed as a prize of war soon after taking Harrenhal, seemingly preferring her to all the other women of the castle, including many pretty maids of his own years.

One hundred sixty leagues to the north, other dragons soared above the Trident, where Prince Daemon Targaryen and the small brown girl called Nettles were hunting Aemond One-Eye without success. They had based themselves at Maidenpool, at the invitation of Lord Manfryd Mooton, who lived in terror of Vhagar descending on histown. Instead Prince Aemond struck at Stonyhead, in the foothills of the Mountains of the Moon; at Sweetwillow on the Green Fork and Sallydance on the Red Fork; he reduced Bowshot Bridge to embers, burned Old Ferry and Crone’s Mill, destroyed the motherhouse at Bechester, always vanishing back into the sky before the hunters could arrive. Vhagar never lingered, nor did the survivors oft agree on which way the dragon had flown.

[muadweeb]

im pretty sure ive made a post about this mf before but manfryd mooton is my favourite character in the dance of the dragons! this guy is literally the most pragmatic, realistic person EVER. he switched up like every single second, changing teams left and right according to whichever dragon landed on maidenpool. he is so very normal. he is just A Guy. also he has a fucking heart. he didn't just follow orders and kill an awesome child (nettles)...also he took like 6 singers (for entertainment) with him to return an elephant to the sealord of braavos on a diplomatic mission. relatable king.

[thesevenkingdomschroniclesrol]

Manfryd Mooton apoyó a los negros y a la reina Rhaenyra Targaryen durante la Danza de los Dragones. Se convirtió en Lord de Pozo de la Doncella cuando su hermano, Lord Walys Mooton , fue carbonizado mientras intentaba matar al dragón Fuego Solar.

Al escuchar que el príncipe Aemond Targaryen estaba arrasando las Tierras de los Ríos con Vhagar, Lord Manfryd envió mensajes urgentes a Rhaenyra.

El príncipe Daemon Targaryen y Ortiga, utilizaron como base Pozo de la Doncella para orquestar la defensa de los Ríos. Enterada de la relación que había surgido entre su esposo y Ortigas, la reina envió una carta al maestre Norren ordenando a Lord Manfryd que matara a la muchacha, pero que no le hiciera daño a Daemon. Sin embargo, el perturbado Manfryd no quería romper las Leyes de Hospitalidad, ya que ambos eran invitados bajo su techo.

Después de discutir la carta en secreto con su maestre, su capitán de la guardia, un hermano restante y su campeón, Ser Florian Greysteel. Manfryd decidió ignorar las instrucciones de Rhaenyra. Norren informó a Daemon y Ortigas de la carta, alegando que no se la había mostrado a nadie más dentro del castillo, y los dos jinetes del dragón partieron a la mañana siguiente.

Daemon agradeció a Manfyrd por su hospitalidad y le dijo que le pasara el mensaje a Aemond si llegaba hasta Poza de la Doncella de que estaría esperándolo en Harrenhal.

La noche después de la partida de Daemon y Ortigas, Manfryd hizo bajar el estandarte de la reina Rhaenyra de las puertas de Poza de la Doncella y lo reemplazó con los dragones dorados del rey Aegon II Targaryen.

Después del final de la guerra y la coronación de Aegon III Targaryen, Lord Manfryd se convirtió en miembro del consejo de siete regentes que gobernaría hasta que el niño rey alcanzara la mayoría de edad. En el 133 se contagió de las llamadas Fiebres de Invierno y ha quedado bastante débil de salud.

Después de la muerte de Ser Tyland Lannister, Manfryd quería que los regentes se reunieran y deliberaran sobre las decisiones que Aegon III estaba tomando, sin embargo, en lugar de esperar, Lord Unwin Peake dejó de lado los nombramientos de Aegon y se nombró a sí mismo Mano del Rey, hecho que le causó un sinsabor.

[finitefall]

What do you think of the scene where Caraxes screams and breaks the windows of the Jonquil tower when Daemon watches Nettles leave? A lot of people say that's the ultimate proof that Daemon was in love with Nettles, but that doesn't prove anything either. Yes, Caraxes is reacting to Daemon's emotions as he watches Nettles leave, except we don't know exactly what Daemon had in mind at the time. I see Nettles leaving as a breaking point for Daemon from all the other shit he's been through since the start of the war. But people act like that possibility is impossible, always saying he's looking at Nettles, so he's only thinking about her, which is... based on nothing? Anyway, I'm curious to hear your opinion on this pass?

Hi nonnie. I'll go back in time a little bit: we know Daemon and Nettles are in Maidenpool and Rhaenyra in King's Landing, and we know people around Rhaenyra are talking about how Ser Addam Velaryon and Nettles were planning to betray her, with only Lord Corlys and Grand Maester Gerardys to speak in their defense. Septon Eustace wrote about Rhaenyra's state of mind back then:

Her Grace had been betrayed so often, by so many, that she was quick to believe the worst of any man. Treachery no longer had the power to surprise her. She had come to expect it, even from those she loved the most.

Yet, she still had doubts and asked Mysaria, as she obviously trusted her and the informations she could have as mistress of whisperers (in all but name). But Mysaria told her the same version Mushroom would want us to believe about the relationship between Daemon and Nettles. I'll skip a little now and go to the part where Manfryd Mooton, Lord of Maidenpool, received a raven from the Queen telling him to kill Nettles and bring her back her head, as the girl had been judged guilty of high treason. Maester Norren is the one going to give Daemon the letter Lord Mooton received from the Queen, and this is what he said:

Weary after a long day of fruitless flight, they were sharing a simple meal of boiled beef and beets when I entered, talking softly with each other, of what I cannot say. The prince greeted me politely, but as he read I saw the joy go from his eyes, and a sadness descended upon him, like a weight too heavy to be borne. When the girl asked what was in the letter, he said, 'A queen's words, a whore's work.' 

Daemon tells Maester Norren to leave and speak no word of it until the day after. Now, I said here what I thought about their relationship: Nettles, a bastard girl without any family, with Valyrian blood, a dragonrider, was taken under Daemon’s wing who taught her, gave her gifts etc, like a father would do with his daughter. Daemon loved Nettles as a daughter, and he’s very loving and protective of his family.

He’s losing another loved one, again, and he knows Rhaenyra’s state of mind. He doesn’t blame her, he immediately understands that Mysaria is the one who told his wife that twisted version of his relationship with Nettles. It could also be that Mysaria, if we accept the version where Daemon had Rhaenyra’s permission to have sex with her, felt abandoned when he left King’s Landing and heard about him doting on this young girl. It’s only speculation, of course, but she might have been jealous if it was more than sex for her (unlike for him who was in love with Rhaenyra until the end) and seeking revenge.

So, let’s see: he's lost his unborn child when he sent a pregnant Mysaria away and her ship sailed (all because his brother was furious at him for wanting a dragon egg for his future child and told Daemon to go back to the woman he had been forced to marry). Then his second wife Laena, mother of his two daughters, died in childbirth as well as their son. He’s happy when he marries Rhaenyra: they’re in love, they have a beautiful family with two more sons together, Rhaenyra is gonna be Queen after her father one day. Except that the Greens commited treason, Rhaenyra gave birth to a stillborn daughter, Luke died, Jace died, and when Rhaenyra finally has the throne which belongs to her... she’s the one who became a tyrant, but Daemon didn’t want to hear any more than she did about making peace with the Greens. They’re angry, rightfully so: there will be no peace.

And now, he’s losing another loved one. He’s losing another child, since she was like a daughter to him. He asked the Maester to wait until the day after. Why? To prepare. Nettles leaves, and he says immediately after that he’s leaving for Harrenhal, where he will wait for Aemond and finally avenge Luke (driving Dark Sister into his blind eye instead of the other one wasn’t a coincidence).

How the prince and his bastard girl spent their last night beneath Lord Mooton's roof is not recorded, but as dawn broke they appeared together in the yard, and Prince Daemon helped Nettles saddle Sheepstealer one last time. [...] No word of farewell was spoken betwixt man and maid, but as Sheepstealer beat his leathery brown wings and climbed into the dawn sky, Caraxes raised his head and gave a scream that shattered every window in Jonquil's Tower.

Could it be what he’s thinking about as Nettles leaves and that Caraxes feels? Because yes, that’s sure to break a lot of windows.

[warsofasoiaf]

Why would a Targaryen restoration necessarily condemn the rebellion ? They can simply say that the rebels were right to rise against Aerys/Rhaegar but wrong to crown Robert over Aegon/Viserys. Beside, the rebels themselves don´t honor the legacy of the rebellion. Nobody said that Joffrey lost his right to rule.

I’ve seen this argument a few times before, but I’ve never been convinced by it. 

Robert’s ascension had nothing to do with dynastic succession and everything to do with the rebels acclaiming him as king. The vassals were willing to follow him, and Robert was willing to protect them. The rebels were marked for death for standing against Aerys, and Rhaegar was taking the field against them. Moreover, Robert cannot turn them down, they rebelled in defense of Robert’s life, how can he deny them protection for their own lives?

Moreover, this exact scenario happened before in Westerosi history. Manfryd Mooton was commanded to murder Netty in violation of guest right, and in response, rose the gold dragon of Aegon II. If there’s anything that seems to warrant acclaiming a new sovereign in Westerosi feudalism, it’s the situation that Jon Arryn found himself in when Aerys commanded that he murder his two wards under his roof. So the precedent supports Robert’s acclaim.

Moreover, who said that Joffrey hasn’t lost the right to rule? I know the argument uses the “that makes Joffrey evil” line, but Robb declared independence and overlordship by acclaim of the vassals. That’s a direct refutation of Joffrey’s right to overlordship over the North and Riverlands and the feudal relationship between the Iron Throne and the vassals of those two component regions.

Thanks for the question, Anon.

SomethingLikeALawyer, Hand of the King

[ride-thedragon]

NETTLES MARKS TRAITORS.

I've talked about the loyalty or protection of Nettles being in direct contrast if disloyalty to Rhaenyra. It's another aspect of why they work as parallels and foils. Specifically in the narrative, Corlys, the Mootons, and Daemon are all seen as traitors after they help her in spite of Rhaenyra and her decree.

This aspect seems to get over looks when people say Daemon betrays Rhaenyra by fans of Daemyra, but it's how George wrote it. To help Nettles, in that instance, was to be against Rhaenyra, so they all were.

The sentiment gets wilder because all these men go out of their way within the story after this point to disregard her instructions or change their support to Aegon. For different reasons, even Corlys had threatened to pull back before, but, for some reason or the other, they all become traitors to Rhaenyra after defending Nettles to some extent.

[stromuprisahat]

From King’s Landing came a raven bearing the queen’s message to Manfryd Mooton, Lord of Maidenpool: he was to deliver her the head of the bastard girl Nettles, who was said to have become Prince Daemon’s lover and who the queen had therefore judged guilty of high treason. ... “These are foul times,” Lord Mooton said, “and it is a foul choice this queen has given me. The girl is a guest beneath my roof. If I obey, Maidenpool shall be forever cursed. If I refuse, we shall be attainted and destroyed.” To which his brother answered, “It may be we shall be destroyed whatever choice we make. The prince is more than fond of this brown child, and his dragon is close at hand. A wise lord would kill them both, lest the prince burn Maidenpool in his wroth.” “The queen has forbidden any harm to come to him,” Lord Mooton reminded them, “and murdering two guests in their beds is twice as foul as murdering one. I should be doubly cursed.” Thereupon he sighed and said, “Would that I had never read this letter.” And up spoke Maester Norren, saying, “Mayhaps you never did.” What was said after that is unknown. All we know is that the maester, a young man of two-and-twenty, found Prince Daemon and the girl Nettles at their supper that night, and showed them the queen’s letter.

The Princess and the Queen × Fire and Blood (George R. R. Martin)

To quote Daemon Targaryen himself:

“You are a bad maester, but a good man.”

[horizon-verizon]

Another ask I got from a person I just decided to block (but will continue to "answer" for the sake of deliberation):

Not everything can be written away with the “propaganda excuse”. Rhaenyra was as AWFUL as those books portray.

Someone was putting smallfolk heads on spikes and squeezing the peasantry for additional funds after she took King’s Landing, and it could have only be the one who was in the city issuing edicts: Rhaenyra herself. Her lavish spectacle to name Joffrey as Prince of Dragonstone while the city was suffering from war and winter can’t be explained away as bias; there would be far too many witnesses to such an event. Manfryd Mooton and Corlys Velaryon betrayed their patron when the greens were losing, and it wasn’t just on a lark, Rhaenyra’s death sentence on Addam Velaryon and Nettles were matters of public record. The Princess and the Queen pretty much spells out the minutes of the Small Council meeting where it happened, so it can’t be explained away as the Mootons attempting to cover their own behinds and paint themselves as forced into turning by evil Rhaenyra. The narrative of Blood and Cheese presented in The Princess and the Queen supports Rhaenyra signing off on the murder (or at least knowing beforehand and consciously not ordering him against it), and even if that’s propaganda, it fell to Rhaenyra to punish Daemon for murdering a noncombatant and child just as surely as it fell on Aegon II to punish Aemond for attacking and murdering a noncombatant envoy. The fact that neither one of them did speaks volumes about them.

The smallfolk of King’s Landing didn’t riot for no reason either (granted, they were also influenced by the Shepherd), we see this in the original novels. Tyrion was falsely blamed for some of Joffrey’s actions in ACOK, but the street preacher is not basing his argument on nothing: Joffrey does shoot random peasants dead with his crossbow and mockingly permits the rest to eat the dead, the High Septon is gluttonous while the peasants starve, the upper crust is venal and corrupt. Rhaenyra’s regime and policies are sparking the same arguments, and the responsibility for all that falls on Rhaenyra herself. She’s the one who’s wasting food in a time of want on a party, she’s the one who is squeezing more and more taxes out of the peasantry, she’s the one constantly accusing everyone of treason regardless of proof, guilt or innocence. She’s the only one in power at King’s Landing, and so the buck ultimately stops with her.

Even if you take an extreme and delusional step and say that every single negative word written about Rhaenyra is untrue slander, how then, did those events happen? Because they clearly did and they can’t be easily explained away as unrelated. Aegon II and Larys Strong were in Dragonstone, Aemond was in the field, Alicent was imprisoned, Criston Cole was long dead, so they can’t be false flag ops, and the riots directed against the regime meant that the smallfolk held them responsible for the cause. Nettles and Addam Velaryon didn’t have phony death sentences.

And yet when others try to express that Rhaenyra was an awful person, I find reasons how she either was provoked unfairly or how those arguers just flat out lie about what she did versus what others did.

*EDIT*: 5/31/24: all of this is not about Nettles, bc that is where I'd say that Rhaenyra deserved her fate. Plus this ask was mostly not abt Nettles. And the real problem is actually that GRRM chose to write her so passively (not morally, passively) when he had a lot of options not to.

A)

I already addressed the executions, the party after taking KL, taxes, her progression into paranoia being more from her loss of sons (of which no one can ever criticize her for, at least reliably bc unless they are themselves a parent what cred do they have to deny that a caring parent shouldn't be destroyed with back to back child losses?), etc. HERE...along with all the posts that that post links to.

B)

Them: " Manfryd Mooton and Corlys Velaryon betrayed their patron when the greens were losing, and it wasn’t just on a lark, Rhaenyra’s death sentence on Addam Velaryon and Nettles were matters of public record. The Princess and the Queen pretty much spells out the minutes of the Small Council meeting where it happened, so it can’t be explained away as the Mootons attempting to cover their own behinds and paint themselves as forced into turning by evil Rhaenyra."

AND

"Even if you take an extreme and delusional step and say that every single negative word written about Rhaenyra is untrue slander, how then, did those events happen? Because they clearly did and they can’t be easily explained away as unrelated. Aegon II and Larys Strong were in Dragonstone, Aemond was in the field, Alicent was imprisoned, Criston Cole was long dead, so they can’t be false flag ops, and the riots directed against the regime meant that the smallfolk held them responsible for the cause. Nettles and Addam Velaryon didn’t have phony death sentences."

Okay...so when did I refute these happened? When did I ever say that every single thing that the text said Rhaenyra did, from being born to her going after Nettles, were just fabrications? I said that many were either twisted tellings from misogynist ideas and how these people view how a woman should act because she is a woman.

When did I reject that Rhaenyra did these things? That was never my counterargument, this person was upset bc they couldn't fathom the actual argument I was making that flouted their own feelings. My actual CA was that the narrative clearly conveys that Rhaenyra's paranoia did not come from nowhere, was not totally unjustified, nor because she hadn't been instigated into defending her own political rights from more ambitious and greedy actors who should have seen her more as a family than a threat to their own patriarchal/patriarchally-granted rights/ties to political power.

And Fire and Blood's account of the Dance is basically the Princess and the Queen but with more/added information; it also gives us what happened with Corlys, Mooton, the dragon seeds, and the meeting where Rhaenyra decided to imprison Addam. This person seems to think I haven't read that book or that it is somehow giving more and more relevant information than F&B?!

I never denied facts, I told people what and why Rhaenyra acted the way she does in particular circumstances and explained why some of those actions were not as evil as they were presented to be or believed to be. Evil to either those in her world or those reading this book. I explained how there was a level of scrutiny of her actions that encourages and affirms a misogynist reading of her because that scrutiny does not actually observe specific details in its comparisons when there were actors there who performed terrible things or targeted her with no/unjustified/ambitious provocation.

C)

Blood and Cheese is another topic I already talked about many times. People looking at this post can start HERE, where I mention B&C and put other posts under section A. In this post, I talked about the stupidity of claiming that Alicent had a better hold on her emotions and didn't let them influence her into making bad or rash decisions/actions and gave many examples, as the asker there tried to make Alicent a better ruler than Rhaenyra for somehow not letting her grandsons' violent death curtail her emotional control-ability to reason at critical moments to strategize and be pragmatic. Or in any way logical.

Yes, Alicent Hightower, the same woman who: tried to negotiate with Rhaenyra after her own son killed one of hers and ends up dismissing the deaths of the person she's seeking a middle ground with AND tried to get Jaehaera (her own granddaughter who she knows was mentally troubled) to kill Aegon III out of sheer spite; the same woman who had to be talked down by Larys into listening to Corlys an accept his terms temporarily; who told her son to mutilate Aegon III to put off Rhaenyra's supporters as if that were not going to turn public opinion against her son and the greens.

So really, that asker was trying to express that Rhaenyra's paranoia versus Alicent's blind rage was less acceptable because it was more apparent, more public and Rhaenyra was not in Alicent's position of being a support to a male authority figure (Aegon II here). Rhaenyra is the person ruling herself, being the woman in the actual seat, so she receives scrutiny & censure in a way that Alicent doesn't. Because Rhaenyra, just by acting towards having the same position of power traditionally given to men less-reliable-of-character and destabilizing societal prejudices perpetuating the supremacy of male authority, so there are some like anon above who want Rhaenyra to become this Mary Sue Perfectiana.

If a woman is going to do a "man's job", she better not be a real person with a unique psychology of her own developed from her environment, human interaction, social systems and pressures but be Athena. But a man can be Ares and rule with little question b/c the martial world is believed to be a man's. She must surpass the bounds of human selfishness or patience (that men can have and rule simultaneously [Aegon IV, Aegon II, Aerys II, Maegor I]) AND put the wishes of the wishes agents who wish to hypocritically invalidate her right to rule before her own rights AND be evaluated as such by those men and/or those who wish to maintain the very system of gender inequality Rhaenyra's rule would trouble.

But we already have a genuinely good/compassionate AND "real" ruler in Dany; Rhaenyra is supposed to re-contextualize Dany through the misogyny (which doesn't care if you are good in morlaity or not, it's botu gender...di we say Cersei or Lysa Tully's treatment at the hands of men don't matter?!) that Dany still is herself a victim of and will continue to have to deal with as sh gets to King's Landing. Because Rhaenyra's story is another story about Queenship and who DESERVES to be queen, how that is very much part of how a ruler is measured by in Westeros...the very place Dany hopes to reconquer. To show why Dany is a great ruler AND what can turn someone into a worse version of themselves (for Rhaenyra, misogyny).

In order to be a ruler "in her own right", she must be a pure agent of emotionlessness but also fall in line with medieval models of motherhood, chastity, and obedience to a male relative/spouse.

D)

Them: "The smallfolk of King’s Landing didn’t riot for no reason either (granted, they were also influenced by the Shepherd), we see this in the original novels."

Again, you can check out what I say about the taxes above...the reason why they grumbled was out of fear (which hello, this is a time of war, fear of loss of life during a retaking or defense is bound to happen) and the greens stole the treasury that Rhaenyra could have used to really supply the KLers with food stuffs, negotiations with other parties, materials for ships, etc. It was a very deliberate choice, and to make the KLers more difficult to deal with in their demands to be succored during such a volatile time. Funny how this never gets highlighted in discussions as to how Rhaenyra began taxing the KLers in the first place, or how no one ever provides their own plan for how to raise money as quickly as possible during such a volatile situation....The Shepherd PLUS Larys' rumor-mongering BOTH exacerbated the fear into making the inhabitants turn against Rhaneyra and the Targ dragons. The Shepherd himself is possibly an agent or "virus" sent by the Citadel/Faith to destabilize Rhaneyra (a theory that has some traction bc this guy quite literally comes out of nowhere and also has great rhetorical power, implying that he at one point may have had leisure time to contemplate his words for speech and idea-dissemination...something maesters and septons/septas do in their vocations). Rhaenyra ALSO didn't tax for no-good-reason.

E)

Coming off the last section, let's also get back to this piece:

"Even if you take an extreme and delusional step and say that every single negative word written about Rhaenyra is untrue slander, how then, did those events happen? Because they clearly did and they can’t be easily explained away as unrelated. Aegon II and Larys Strong were in Dragonstone, Aemond was in the field, Alicent was imprisoned, Criston Cole was long dead, so they can’t be false flag ops, and the riots directed against the regime meant that the smallfolk held them responsible for the cause. Nettles and Addam Velaryon didn’t have phony death sentences."

I love how the past subtle and overtly violent actions each of these characters took against Rhaenyra--even the primary, recent one of stealing the treasury!--aren't considered enough to set up later situations in King's Landing. Apparently, once Rhaenyra landed in KL,, there was no past, nothing to trace her behaviors to. No one died, no one had to move to Dragonstone to actually become some sort of practicing ruler and grow a family without abuses, no one openly questioned Rhaenyra's rights on multiple occasions based on her gender or endangered her and her kids, no one was planning to kill or imprison her on multiple occasions, and NONE of this has anything to do with how Rhaenyra--or any person/woman who happens to get into this position in life--shored up her emotional and political defenses. there is no progression, no causation, no origins of self.

Again, Rhaenyra is quite literally a failed Athena to these people--she failed to spring up a perfect leader from her father's (lacking) instruction and others' fancies of what a leader should look like and act like (which is to be male). When she landed in KL, she never was a child. She had a fresh new start!

F)

Two posts by mononijikayu: HERE and HERE applying some real medieval facts to Rhaenyra and Westerosi feudalism.

Excerpt from the second:

one of the primary drivers behind the erosion of female importance in political life was the transformation of societal norms and legal systems. as the medieval world transitioned to new epochs, shifts in power dynamics often paralleled shifts in gender roles. the rise of feudalism and centralized political structures led to an increasing concentration of power in the hands of a male-dominated aristocracy. the prevailing mindset began to associate public authority with masculinity, and legal frameworks were adapted to mirror these evolving social hierarchies. as a result, women faced mounting barriers to entry into political spheres as societal norms and laws codified their roles as subordinate figures more closely tied to domestic and familial duties. the transformation of royal and noble courts played a crucial role in redefining the nature of women's participation in political life. royal courts were epicenters of power, culture, and decision-making, but they underwent significant changes over time. the reformation of these courts often resulted in a more structured and regulated environment, which in turn began to marginalize women from active political engagement. courtly life increasingly emphasized ceremonial roles and decorum, wherein women might be celebrated for their beauty, grace, and strategic marital alliances, but their direct influence on policy-making and governance diminished. religion just as much held immense sway over medieval society, shaping perceptions of gender roles and political involvement. the doctrinal teachings of the church and the papacy played a dual role: they both reflected and reinforced prevailing gender norms. ecclesiastical doctrine often highlighted the virtue of women as pious wives and mothers, positioning them as symbols of morality and nurturing rather than as political actors. as the church gained prominence as a moral authority, these teachings permeated societal consciousness, reinforcing the notion that women's role in political affairs was secondary to their roles within the bounds of being members of their families and their duties to the wants of their faith. the evolution of these three novel concepts within existing paradigms played a pivotal role in solidifying these notions within the narrative and their implications for society. many of these notions were intricately interconnected, leading to a tight symbiotic relationship that favored the progression of men within the transformed societal landscape. consequently, women found themselves compelled to adopt a more nuanced approach in their pursuit of agency, lest they antagonize a resurging patriarchal order. 

[kckt88]

New Beginnings.

Summary:

In the midst of yet another tedious council meeting, a new heir to the Iron Throne is named and another Targaryen makes their entrance into the world.

Warning(s): Childbirth, Swearing, Allusion to Child Loss.

Word Count: 2200.

Author Note: A companion piece to Wedding & Consummation/Arrival(s)/Mother & Father/Petitions & Final Tributes/The Hand, The King & The Dragon/Dragonstone/Blood & Cheese/A Time for Grief/The Gullet/Harrenhal and the Rivers/The Gods Eye & The Fallen Queen.

But can be read as a one-shot.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.

“I know this might be tough for you to think about Your Grace. But you should consider marrying again”.

“-And why would I do that?” asked Aegon.

“Y-You need a male heir Your Grace” uttered Roland Westerling nervously as he noticed Aemond narrowing his singular amethyst eye at the Lord of the Crag.

“Who do you consider worthy of becoming the wife to a King?” questioned Aegon.

“Borros Baratheon has other daughters that can be taken to wife,” said Roland.

“Is my brother Daeron not enough of a boon to Lord Baratheon that he would seek to have another one of his daughters married to a dragon” snapped Aemond.

“It was merely a suggestion Your Grace” muttered Roland.

“What of the ladies Baela and Rhaena?” asked Royce Caron.

“Are you mad?” exclaimed Vaera running her hands over her rounded stomach.

“Your sister’s have Targaryen and Velaryon blood, it would be a fine match and having his blood upon the Iron Throne might assuage Lord Corlys’ ire,” said Tyland.

“Legitimizing his bastard son and granting his petition to have him named as heir to Driftmark will also do that, besides Rhaena is betrothed to Garmund Hightower” said Vaera.

“Another bastard in line to Driftmark, does Lord Corlys have no shame” muttered Torrhen Manderly.

“Lord Corlys is also requesting the blessing of the King for a marriage between his granddaughter Lady Baela and his son Alyn upon the agreement of his legitimization” said Grand Maester Munkun.

“I think the King should consider it” said Vaera.

“It is of little consequence what you think Princess” said Manfryd Mooton.

“-And what is that supposed to mean?” demanded Jayne Arryn.

“Women have no place on this council” argued Manfryd.

“How dare you?” snarled Aemond slamming his fist into the table.

“M-My prince” gasped Manfryd.

“You dare sit in front me and insult my wife” snapped Aemond.

“I meant no offence Prince Aemond but-“

“I am Hand to the King and my wife is the Mistress of Laws and you will show some respect, My wife sists on this council by the command of your King” shouted Aemond.

“Apologise Lord Hand, but perhaps on the matter of Lord Corlys your wife is swayed by her personal feelings”.

“I merely wish for the King to make his own choice and not be forced into a union that he does not wish for” said Vaera.

“I-I will grant Lord Corlys’ request. Alyn will be legitimized, and my blessing will be given for his granddaughter Baela to marry” said Aegon.

“But your grace who-“

“I shall take no wife. Discussions for another marriage will never be spoken of again” exclaimed Aegon as he pushed his half-filled cup of wine away.

“You need to secure the succession Your Grace,” said Tyland.

“It has already been secured Lord Lannister. I may have no son, but I already have an heir”.

“Your not making sense Your Grace,” said Roland.

“My nephew Rhaegar” replied Aegon.

“You can’t be serious?”

“Why not? My daughter cannot be named heir, lest we start another war and I do not wish to have more children. So, we will have an official ceremony where Rhaegar is named heir to the Iron Throne, and I will also announce his betrothal to Jaehaera” said Aegon firmly.

“I think that’s a splendid idea your grace” said Munkun.

“Do you not agree with the King’s decision, Lord Westerling?” asked Aemond.

“I was merely suggesting that-“

“-That you wish for another to be named heir instead. Mayhaps, you desire to see Aegon the younger or Viserys on the Iron Throne” said Vaera, taking a deep breath as a dull pain rippled across her stomach.

“No. I was-“

“Enough Lord Westerling. My decision is final. Through my brother, my nephew is naturally next in line to inherit the Iron Throne and I would see him married to my daughter, to see that my own blood ascends after me” said Aegon.

“As you wish, Your Grace” replied Roland.

“Now with that out of the way, I wish to discuss the situation with Dalton Greyjoy”.

“The red kraken’s support of Rhaenyra during the war is known, as were his raids on the western coast,” said Tyland.

“-And they still continue?” asked Aegon.

“Yes. Greyjoy conducts his raids from the Iron Islands,” said Tyland.

“Mayhaps we can support-“ gasped Vaera as her hand flew to her stomach.

“Is everything ok?” asked Aemond worriedly.

“I-I don’t-“ stammered Vaera as she felt something wet and slimy slid between her legs.

“P-Princess your wet,” whispered Jayne, noticing the puddle on the floor.

“The-The babe is coming” exclaimed Vaera as another sharp pain tore across her stomach.

“That’s it Princess, keep pushing” encouraged Maester Munkun.

“AEMOND!” screamed Vaera.

“I’m here my sweet” replied Aemond.

“I-I can’t do this,” cried Vaera.

“Yes, you can” exclaimed Aemond as he climbed onto the bed at sat behind Vaera.

“W-What are you doing?” muttered Vaera.

“Lean against me and take my hands” urged Aemond as he sat Vaera between his open legs.

“A-Aemond” gasped Vaera.

“Now, you squeeze my hands as hard as you like” said Aemond.

Vaera was sweaty and exhausted, but she took a deep breath and as the next contraction ripped across her stomach, she pushed.

“FUCK!”

"Keep going my sweet you’re doing great" said Aemond.

"I'M GOING TO CUT YOUR COCK OFF!" screamed Vaera.

"Oh, my love, surely you don't mean that".

"I do. This is ALL your fault,” cried Vaera.

"I seem to recall that you were a willing participant in our love making, if not the instigator on several occasions my love" replied Aemond.

"Not even remotely funny" yelled Vaera.

"Another push Princess" 

“I swear if you say push one more time. I'll feed you too my Cannibal” snarled Vaera.

“The head is out Princess, but I need you to stop pushing. The cord is wrapped around the babe’s neck” exclaimed Maester Munkun.

“W-What” cried Vaera in alarm.

“It’s ok. Issa dōna ābrazȳrys. Just breathe” said Aemond (My sweet wife).

After a few moments, the maester had managed to cut the cord from the babe’s neck and with a wet squelch the babe arrived.

But the room was silent.

“M-My babe?” asked Vaera her hands raised in expectation of receiving her babe.

“Just a moment” replied Maester Munkun as the babe was lifted off the bed.

“What’s happening?” yelled Vaera, her hands still grasping endlessly for her babe.

“Why is the babe not crying? What’s happening?” exclaimed Aemond.

“Aemond” sobbed Vaera, her entire body shaking in fear.

Aemond could only sit in silence as he watched the Maester try to save his newly born babe.

Vaera began wailing loudly in anguish, as the seconds passed.

She couldn’t think of anything except her babe. Not even the pain of the afterbirth swayed her mind away from the quite bundle in Maester Munkun’s arms.

Her heart was in her throat as the Maester did everything he could to stimulate the silent babe.

“No. Please. Don’t take my babe. Not again. I can’t lose another babe. Please I pray to the mother. I pray to the god’s of old Valyria. Save my babe” sobbed Vaera.

Then the sweetest sound in the world echoed around the room.

A loud shrieking cry.

“A daughter, Princess” declared the Maester.

Vaera all but snatched the crying babe away from Maester Munkun and sobbed.

“T-Thank you Maester” breathed Vaera, the tears streaming down her face.

“Your welcome Princess” replied maester Munkun.

“S-She’s ok. Aemond, look” gasped Vaera.

Aemond who’s face had been buried in Vaera’s shoulder, let out a sob of relief as he gazed at his crying daughter.

“My daughter. She’s ok. She’s alive. Thank the gods” gasped Aemond.

“She’s beautiful” sobbed Vaera as she stroked her daughter’s head.

“What shall we call her?” asked Aemond.

“Vharla” whispered Vaera.

“A-After my dragon?”

“I know how much Vhagar means too you and I wish to honour your old girl” replied Vaera.

“A perfect name. For a perfect little girl”

“So perfect” whispered Vaera.

“I’m so proud of you Issa prūmia” (my heart).

“I love you” muttered Vaera.

“-And I love you. My sweet perfect wife.” praised Aemond as he nuzzled Vaera’s neck.

“Would you like you hold your daughter?”

“Please” whispered Aemond as he manoeuvred himself away from Vaera and climbed off the bed.

Their daughter. They’d almost lost her. But she’s here. She’s safe.

Aemond cried openly when his wife placed their tiny babe in his arms.

“A-Are you ok?” asked Vaera her voice laced with concern.

Aemond nodded meekly as his gaze never leaving his precious daughter.

Nestled in her father’s arms, Vharla had opened her eyes for the first time and Aemond’s heart stopped.

Those eyes. The colour of dark amethyst.

Exactly like her big brother’s.

She had Aemon’s eyes.

"Daddy. Up" urged Rhaegar eagerly.

“Be careful sweet boy” said Aemond as he helped his son climb onto the bed.

"Come. Meet your sister" said Vaera quietly.

Rhaegar plopped onto the bed next to his mother and stared silently at the babe nestled in her arms.

"Her name is Vharla".

“Gevie" replied Rhaegar smiling as he leaned towards his sister and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead (Beautiful).

"Just like your mūna" whispered Aemond (Mother).

Vaera blushed ever so slightly at Aemond's compliment.

"What shall we do about an egg, Dreamfyre hasn't delivered another clutch yet-"

"-No egg" said Rhaegar sternly.

"What?" asked Vaera.

"Your sister deserves an egg" said Aemond

"Vharla will fly with Brightfyre" replied Rhaegar in a sing song voice.

"That's very nice of you to say but-"

"No daddy. Sister will fly with Brightfyre. I saw it" said Rhaegar.

"Y-You saw it?"

"When I was asleep. I saw her fly" cooed Rhaegar.

"Oh, you had a dream" said Vaera.

"I was flying with her. She was laughing" muttered Rhaegar.

"That sounds lovely"

"It was mama. My brothers and sisters were flying too" exclaimed Rhaegar smiling.

"B-Brothers and sisters?" gasped Aemond.

"Yes" said Rhaegar as he snuggled into his mother and silently observed Vharla as she slept.

"How many-" asked Vaera curiously.

"I'm not going to tell you that mama" whispered Rhaegar.

Vaera exchanged a look of shock with Aemond who simply shrugged.

Rhaegar however smiled ever so slightly.

Vaera entered the chambers she shared with Aemond, and she was stopped in her tracks at the sight that greeted her.

Her husband sat by the fire, with their six-week-old babe fast asleep on his bare chest.

“Issa dōna hāedar” whispered Aemond. (My sweet little girl).

Vaera smiled and simply observed her husband and their daughter.

“Issa byka zaldrīzes” (My tiny dragon).

Despite his initial fears over what type of father he would be, Vaera could say with absolute certainty that Aemond was an amazing father.

The love he had for their children was unparalleled.

Most husband’s left the upbringing of the babes to their mothers or the nannys. But Aemond had insisted from day one that he be included, whether it was changing their soiled cloths, helping to bathe them or simply rocking them to sleep.

He was there.

“Valzȳrys” whispered Vaera. (Husband).

Aemond turned towards his wife and smiled. His sapphire eye glistening in the dim light of the fire.

“Is everything ok? Issa prūmia” asked Aemond. (My heart).

“Rhaegar is fast asleep, and I’ve had my check up with Maester Munkun”

Aemond raised a curious eyebrow at Vaera’s mention of the Maester.

“He’s declared me healthy and ready to engage in matters of the marriage bed” replied Vaera.

“But…” said Aemond.

“I-I would like to wait just a little bit longer if that’s ok?” muttered Vaera.

“Of course, it is. I will wait for as long as required. The Maester can declare you sufficiently healed, but it’s your body Vaera and you’ll know when you’re ready”.

Could he be any more perfect?

“Besides there are other forms of intimacy besides sex” whispered Aemond as he carefully placed Vharla in her crib.

“Such as?” asked Vaera smiling.

“I could hold you in my arms as you sleep, or mayhaps we could simply take a walk together” suggested Aemond.

“A walk sounds nice” muttered Vaera shyly.

“I know how much you like the moon my precious pearl” replied Aemond as he pulled on a loose tunic and slipped his eyepatch over his head.

“I will call Myla to watch Vharla and Rhaegar” said Vaera as she quickly left the room and then reappeared a few moments later with the nanny.

“We shouldn’t be gone long” muttered Aemond.

“Of course, my Prince. I will watch over the little one's whilst you're gone” replied Mayla.

“Come my sweet” said Aemond as he held out his hand.

Vaera took one last look at their sleeping daughter before she took her husband’s outstretched hand and the two of them left the room.

Aemond could help but smile to himself as he walked around the gardens of the Red Keep hand in hand with Vaera, the chill of the wind washing over them.

“Thank you for this” exclaimed Vaera happily.

“I live to make you happy my sweet. Mayhaps on the morrow we can go flying on Vhagar and Cannibal, my old girl has been feeling quite restless lately” replied Aemond.

“Has it been a while since you flew together?” asked Vaera.

“I haven’t taken her out since we returned to Kings Landing”.

That was surprising, Aemond never usually went more than a few days without flying Vhagar.

“I-Is that because of me?” asked Vaera nervously.

“No, in truth I’ve been feeling a bit strange lately”.

“S-Strange?” mused Vaera curiously.

“Yes, the thought of being separated from you or our children has me on edge. It’s difficult to explain but the moment we thought we’d lost Vharla…”

“Aemond” whispered Vaera.

“I feel like I’ve failed in my duty as a husband and father” muttered Aemond.

“What! No how could you say such a thing?”

“Aemon is dead, and I should have been there. I should have-“

“You are not to blame. What happened was not your fault. The man responsible is gone from this world, you avenged our son” replied Vaera.

“What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“I love you more than anything. You are a fantastic father, promise me that you will never doubt yourself again” urged Vaera.

“I promise” replied Aemond quietly as Vaera wrapped her arms around him, her head resting on his chest.

[bohemian-nights]

Imagine building a “ship” based on rumours 🤡 that explains why you are so miserable, dumb and obsessed with Daemyra😂 Matt Smith just said that no one can trust mushroom at comic con few days ago 😂 Daemyra is everything you crave for your deranged (self-inserted👀) 🚢

You feel better now? Come off anon and say it with your whole chest if you do not. I promise I will not bite🤗

Now let’s get into your deeply flawed accusations, shall we😊:

1. Daemon and Nettles’ romantic relationship is based on more than just rumors (Mushroom is not the only source despite you people falsely claiming that he is). I know that you Dumbnyra, my apologies, Daemyra stans are a little slow so let me break it down for you:

In both Fire & Blood and in The Rise of the Dragon (left passages) Maester Norren’s(who was there with them at Maidenpool unlike Mushroom) testimony is used to support the claim that Daemon and Nettles were lovers.

Of course, I know that you are going to say that Maester Norren is the same one who mentions Daemon doting on Nettles like a daughter, but what man bathes with his grown daughter or someone who he sees as his daughter? I also know that you’ll spout out some bull crap about how in The Wheel of Time two friends bathed together and it was platonic. Don’t do that.

I want you to show me a piece of media where a father(or father figure) is bathing naked with his grown adult daughter and it wasn’t considered creepy and weird🙃

Would you consider it normal if Rhaenyra bathed with Corlys 🙃 Or better yet, would you take a bath with your father or a fatherly figure at the age you are now 🙃 Is that what you do for father daughter bonding time ☺️

Furthermore, in Fire & Blood, Lord Mooton’s brother(top right passage) makes note of how fond Daemon is of Nettles. Fond enough that the man who murders family members including children for his own advancement would fight through sixty men, burn down a castle, and would lay his life down for Netty.

Daemon chooses to put Nettles first, disobeying his beloved wife’s orders(remember she wanted him back by her side in Kings Landing not going after Aemond by himself) and betraying her trust causing her to ultimately lose the war and her life:

“Long leagues to the north, in a castle overlooking the Bay of Crabs, another lord found himself sliding down a sword’s edge as well. From King’s Landing came a raven bearing the queen’s message to Manfryd Mooton, Lord of Maidenpool: he was to deliver her the head of the bastard girl Nettles, who had been judged guilty of high treason. “No harm is to be done my lord husband, Prince Daemon of House Targaryen,” Her Grace commanded. “Send him back to me when the deed is done, for we have urgent need of him.” -Fire & Blood

“By evenfall, Rhaenyra Targaryen found herself sore beset on every side, her reign in ruins. “The queen wept when they told her how Ser Lorent died,” Mushroom testifies, “but she raged when she learned that Maidenpool had gone over to the foe, that the girl Nettles had escaped, that her own beloved consort had betrayed her, and she trembled when Lady Mysaria warned her against the coming dark, that this night would be worse than the last.” -Fire & Blood

In The World of Ice & Fire (in the above bottom right passage) Nettles is unquestionably recognized as being Daemon’s lover.

In the Novella The Princess and the Queen Daemon and Nettles are said to be lovers:

“Long leagues to the North in a castle overlooking The Bay of Crabs, another lord found himself sliding down a sword’s edge as well. From King’s Landing came a raven bearing the queen’s message to Manfryd Mooton, Lord of Maidenpool. He was to deliver her the head of the bastard girl Nettles who was said to become Prince Daemon’s lover.”

Lastly, we also have this little piece of media where Nettles is once again stated to be Daemon’s lover.

I can not reiterate this enough, none of the above sources cite Mushroom’s testimony as evidence for Daemon and Nettles being lovers and Daemon loving Nettles. We are not making sh!t up or basing Daemon and Nettles’ relationship off of Mushroom’s salacious tales. They are claimed to be lovers in every(because once again despite in Fire & Blood Maester Norren saying Daemon doted on Nettles like a daughter he is the one providing evidence for their sexual and romantic relationship) single edition of the story.

2. HOTD and shipping Daemon and Nettles is my hobby. The only time I talk about your ship is in defense of my ship or if someone is asking me about your ship.

That being said, while this is a hobby, I’m not going to turn a blind eye to the blatant anti-Blackness and misogynoir that is rife in this fandom. Misogynoir that is perpetuated mainly by your side of the fandom, so what you are not going to do is come for me because I call you people out on your bs.

What we are not going to do is act like I came out the gate swinging for your ship when I did not. You people are actively making Black fans' experience in fandoms(which is supposed to be a fun space) unenjoyable because we either have to ignore your racism or make posts like these defending ourselves on why we say what we say or ship what we ship. So save your miserable, dumb, deranged, and obsessed accusations for the people who are spouting out this bull crap:

3. Matt was referring to the rumors that Daemon and Alicent had an affair in The Rogue Prince novella (these rumors were cut from Fire & Blood):

He was not referring to Daemon and Nettles’ relationship. You would know that if you were actually paying attention, but I understand that the facts are not your side of the fandom’s forte. I understand that y’all would rather make up bs to prop up your sinking ship than hear the cold hard truth 🤷🏽‍♀️

At any rate, the show has already incorporated some of Mushroom’s bawdy tales (notably the brothel fiasco😊):

And I don’t think I need to remind you he’s not the only one who mentions Daemon and Nettles’ relationship(revisit point 1. if you need that reminder 😊)

4. There is nothing about your ship that I want for my ship because I don’t crave this for Daemon and Nettles:

Or this:

Or this:

(This is the fate that awaits your self insert, who is a racist sociopath that thinks the appropriate response to finding out your husband is with someone you deem as being lesser is to go on a racist tirade and commit a hate crime , when the love of her life leaves her on read while saving Netty🤷🏽‍♀️)

I sincerely hope that Daemon and Nettles’ romantic relationship is nothing like your ship and I hope that we get to see this come to life:

“How the prince and his bastard girl spent their last night beneath Lord Mooton's roof is not recorded, but as dawn broke they appeared together in the yard, and Prince Daemon helped Nettles saddle Sheepstealer one last time. It was her custom to feed him each day before she flew; dragons bend easier to their rider's will when full. That morning she fed him a black ram, the largest in all Maidenpool, slitting the ram's throat herself. Her riding leathers were stained with blood when she mounted her dragon, Maester Norren records, and "her cheeks were stained with tears." No word of farewell was spoken betwixt man and maid, but as Sheepstealer beat his leathery brown wings and climbed into the dawn sky, Caraxes raised his head and gave a scream that shattered every window in Jonquil's Tower. High above the town, Nettles turned her dragon toward the Bay of Crabs, and vanished in the morning mists, never to be seen again at court or castle.” -Fire & Blood

Or this(which has more of a real possibility of happening than Dumbnyra, oops I mean Daemyra, riding off into the sunset together since your fave turns into a BBQ Dragon special 🍗):

“The singers tell us that the old prince survived the fall and afterward made his way back to the girl Nettles, to spend the remainder of his days at her side.” -Fire & Blood

And of course this:

Again, if you guys think Dumbnyra, sorry, Daemyra is some epic romance then honey you are watching the wrong show/reading the wrong book. Daemon choking Rhaenyra’s lights out hours after she gave birth to lizard alone should have told you everything you need to know.

Nettles is coming whether you like it or not so you can go cry about it with the rest of the butthurt Aryan-I mean Valyrian supremacist girlies ☺️