#aegon (son of aenys) targaryen

[gotham-at-nightfall]

Valyrian Couples: Part I

Aegon I Targaryen & Rhaenys Targaryen

Aenys I Targaryen & Alyssa Velaryon

Aegon (son of Aenys) Targaryen & Rhaena Targaryen

Jaehaerys I Targaryen & Alysanne Targaryen

Baelon (son of Jaehaerys) Targaryen & Alyssa Targaryen

Viserys I Targaryen & Aemma Arryn

Rhaenyra Targaryen & Daemon Targaryen

Aegon III Targaryen and Daenaera Velaryon

Viserys II Targaryen and Larra Rogare

Daeron I Targaryen, Daena Targaryen and Baelor I Targaryen

By JotaSaraiva

PART II

[florzzzs2]

Princess Rhaenys 🌺

She should have been the delight of the kingdom ��️🥹

[midnight--sadness]

i love the way that a dragon's coloring is sometimes connected to its rider's family.

meraxes had silver scales and was ridden by rhaenys. rhaenys' son aenys had a dragon named quicksilver, and though we don't know her coloring, given her name and her pale white fire, it is probably silver as well. aenys' daughter alysanne had silverwing, described as a silvery dragon.

three generations of rulers who had silver she-dragons.

jaehaerys i rode vermithor, the bronze fury, and his son baelon the brave rode vhagar, who was described as bronze.

aemon and alyssa, brother and sister, both rode red dragons, caraxes and meleys, respectively.

rhaenyra has the yellow-gold syrax, and her son lucerys who rides arrax, described as having yellow fire and gold eyes and crest.

(could even connect this to aegon ii's sunfyre, who is golden and has pink membranes, matching to rhaenys' meleys and rhaena's morning, who is fully pink.)

helaena and daeron, also brother and sister, rode dreamfyre and tessarion, both blue dragons (although in different shades).

although we dont know his coloring, stormcloud, based on his name, was probably (dark) grey, which would match with the (light) grey color of seasmoke, who belonged to laenor, aegon iii's stepfather.

and of course, there is the connection between the conquerors' dragons balerion, meraxes and vhagar with dany's children drogon, viserion and rhaegal.

[coveredinsun]

what i think about sometimes is that it’s lowkey crazy that it took 130 years for an eldest girl vs. younger boy succession conflict to break out into Actual War among the targaryens. i mean, in every single generation after the conqueror’s sons (in which there were no daughters at all) the eldest child of that generation had always been a daughter, but their inheritance was never formally scorned until rhaenys.

firstly, rhaena was aenys i’s eldest child, but she was quickly married off to her brother, not necessarily with the explicit intention to prevent a succession conflict, but prevention was a result; it made for a simple father-son succession with a built in queen consort.

of the next generation, there were 2 daughters elder than jaehaerys’ eldest male child aegon (who died as an infant and actually left a presumed female heir for a few years, daenerys!): aerea and rhaella. rhaella was sent away to be a septa, but aerea was even proclaimed heir! her claim against jaehaerys, like rhaenyra and daemon later, was a matter of king’s daughter vs. king’s brother. however, her inheritance was unofficially spurned, and with less publicity and outcry than rhaenys, because A) her father aegon “the uncrowned” was, as his nickname implies, never officially crowned king; and B) she was proclaimed heir by maegor, which left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth. but jaehaerys was indeed chosen over her because of the male primogeniture that put viserys over rhaenys! and rhaena, her mother, held a valid resentment over that.

and then finally after jaehaerys is crowned king and has ruled for a little while, he actually has an eldest female heir, daenaerys, for ~6 years—and her mother alyssanne specifically contended for her right to be heir! but then she dies, and jaehaerys gets an uncontroversial male heir, AND a uncontroversial male backup. but then both of those male heirs die, and like 4 of their daughters die/run away/are sent away in rapid succession (alyssa, daella, viserra, saera, maegelle) and suddenly there are TWO possible options for jaehaerys’ children, so he turns to his children’s children, and we all know how it goes.

TLDR: the dance of the dragons was not the first succession conflict based on gender. it is simply the only one that did not have a clean “wrap up” (sorry for such an insensitive turn of phrase), and thus turned into a war. targaryen women have been spurned since day 1, but it was never officially ordained until rhaenys, and never viciously fought over until rhaenyra.

[rynnthefangirl]

“Rhaenyra would have had to put her brothers to death if she took the throne, she would have had no choice!”

There is actually no instance in Targaryen history of a rightful heir ascending the throne and then putting competing claimants to death. Even when said rightful heir was a divergence from traditional succession order or had a disputed claim. Which has happened many, many times.

But you know what history has shown when a usurper takes the throne? The murder of competing claimants. Maegor usurped his nephews throne, and then proceeded to slay his nephew Aegon and torture to death his other nephew Viserys.

Now Rhaenyra’s brother has usurped her throne, and demanded her own Aegon and Viserys to be sent to Kings Landing as hostages. And she is supposed trust that no harm will come to them? Or to anyone else in her family? The Greens have the right to usurp the throne over an hypothetical danger with no historical precedent, but Rhaenyra is in the wrong to refuse to put her family at the mercy of a usurper knowing what happened the last time the throne was usurped? Even after it has already begun, and Lucerys has already been murdered?

[blueberrypancakesworld]

I will protect you in the time to come

Aegon Targaryen (son of Aenys i) x fem!reader

warning : comfort, fluff, kiss, small wound, implied fight, small angst

Summary : During the royal walk, the carriage carrying the Prince of Dragonstone is stopped by the faithful and his chambermaid is harmed…the young prince must be angry about the interruption, right? And why is a tincture brought to her? But above all, what is the prince doing outside her room in the evening?

Info : I didn't think it would start with Aeon the uncrowned but the tragedy is just too good not to make it a little better with some sweet stuff. Alse have fun ;)

cover by me

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In the year twenty-seven after Aegon's conquest, the second child of Queen Ayssa was born, a boy named Ageon like his grandfather. Aegon the uncrowned as he would go down in the books of the Masters and the minds of men.

A young man who looked more like his grandfather than his own son. Aegon a skillful fighter with axe and sword well-bred and more elegant and kind than his uncle Maegor could ever be.

A good prince, a prince who, however, in the year forty-one after Aegon's conquest at fifteen, still had no dragon. His violet eyes on the sky, his hands wrapped around his sister's body to keep from falling off Dreamfyre, his older sister Rhaena's dragon. ,,I can see why you like flying so much," he told her a little louder to fight the wind that seemed so much stronger up here than on the ground.

He heard her laugh, her courageous and determined manner, what was once shy without Dreamfyre was now a young woman who seemed to take after her grandmother. ,,Then hold on tight because it's going down!" she shouted and one command later the dragoness swooped down seeming to break through clouds and tame the wind while the followers on the ground waiting for the two highborn looked on with wonder and concern.

Aegon held on tighter and closed his eyes for a moment he knew what the dragon was to his family but he himself...he was a prince without a dragon the second generation after the conquest and a man without a dragon...a shame.

But it wasn't just him who had thoughts, but also the king and the people, thoughts and whispers that disappeared with the roar of Dreamfyre, who landed with a swirl of dust in the courtyard of Dragonstone.

The non-violet eyes of the girl of the same age rested on the prince as she watched him rise from the dragon and look happier than his princess sister. ,,I hope the flight was pleasant, my prince?" she asked, walking slightly behind him, her gaze narrowed even though she glanced at him from time to time.

To the side, she could see the bright white moon-colored hair, the violet eyes and the axe on his belt. ,,As pleasant as a flight with my dragon sisters can be...says father has contacted me?" the prince asked, stopping for a moment at the entrance to the tower, surprising her who thought he was going in and showing the chambermaid surprise.

She nodded and handed him the letter with the royal seal, ,,It arrived during the river, my prince," she said and felt his warmth, a fire in the prince as he took the letter from her, his fingertips touching only a moment before he decided to leave with a ,,Thank you".

A letter a hearing with a father, a letter that had an effect a letter that caused him to marry his elder sister a match that was foreseeable, the flights together and that they got along well was just one thing and yet it was a political marriage.

A fact that not only Aegon and Rhaena were aware of but also she knew that it was a dream a daughter of the master at arms a reverie nothing more and yet it had to come.

The feast on Dragonstone, though full of money and rich in food and wine, was a feast in which the widow queen Visenya stormed out, enraged by her nephew's decision.

A wedding in which the young chambermaid was also present at the back tables to see Lady Flame as he had always called her...at least before the wedding. A nickname for dragons not for me she thought and took another bite of the meat pie as she looked at the dance floor and saw the siblings dancing a dragon dance together and singing in Valyrian.

,,We'll find you a good match, daughter, ,,I've already found a few knights with land," her father, who was standing next to her, pulled her out of her thoughts and she looked at his hard face, the slightly white beard and the sword on one side that he always wore.

Her father could be gracious and domineering and above all stubborn about a decision she painfully knew she would have to make.

,,Yes father that would be nice" she replied and looked down at her plate and fork and suppressed a sigh My days on Dragonstone and with him are gone she thought sadly and took a big sip of the wine floating in her cup she didn't want to think about it now.

Unaware that a pair of eyes was on her and a look just as sad was searching for hers sooner or later. And so the wedding passed and the royal progress through royalty was about to begin a journey that was ill-starred.

The couple boarded the great carriage together with their servants who sat opposite them and offered food and drink when the couple requested it. ,,Have a nice journey my princes and princesses," she greeted them and bowed slightly, stepping aside to give them a nod and a hint of a smile from Rhaena, but from Aegon came a ,,Thank you, we will have that with your help," a fact that amused him and made him smile, much to the chagrin of his wife who was annoyed that she couldn't ride Dreamfyre.

Closing the door and the horses moving, the royal frog-step began and out of the castle onto the streets of the great city, a journey that would only be interrupted by minutes of joy.

They both looked at the future queen, who looked beautiful in a reddish dress with black dragons embroidered on it and golden rings with precious stones that emphasized her violet eyes.

But he, Aegon, whom she had known for years, looked like a king, his robe dark with golden red embellishments and a ring with an onyx and ruby that looked like flames in the light, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword and his axe hidden under his cloak.

But when his eyes settled on hers with a gleam of knowledge, she glanced hastily at her shot, not seeing the smirk and the way he leaned forward. ,,Two goblets of wine, please, my maids" he said happily, and she and the others set about offering the two goblets she already had in her hands and was about to hand them to the two of them when a sudden jolt went through the carriage.

Not strong enough to overturn it, but it was enough to spill a little of the wine. There was silence for a moment before Aegon stood up and opened a small flap to look at one of his companions, ,,What happened?" he asked and saw that it was no longer just the people who had gathered around them.

He saw the rainbow-colored stars, the followers of the faith of the seven, throwing dirt at the carriage and making threats. ,,The followers of the faith, my prince, we should get out of here," the royal household heard inside and the chambermaid held the other two behind her protectively, putting her arm in front of them to protect them, who were another two years younger.

,,If I had taken Dreamfyre with me," she heard Rhaena murmur, crossing her arms and not at all happy with the situation, but there was also worry in her violet eyes.

Humans seemed to be deadlier than dragons. Only moments later, there was the sound of screams, the neighing of horses and the first shouts of betrayal. The carriage was suddenly lifted and the people inside came crashing to the ground, and another crash barely set the hood right again.

Dizziness briefly ran through her vision as she lay on and under her fellow servants trying to help them up and then the princess holding on to the wood. ,,Go out to one of the attendants on horseback!" she called to Rhaena, helping her up as best she could and opening the door to the back where one of the lords pulled the princess onto the back of the horse and rode back to the castle.

The prince Aegon she thought and wanted to rush back into the carriage when someone grabbed her by her white hood and tore some hair off her head. Her scream was drowned out by the crowd and she turned around to see the hate-filled eyes of the faithful, ,,She's under there, she's part of the pack!" shouted one of the priests and hands grabbed her dress, seeming to want to pull her into the crowd for worse.

Rushing to the carriage, she kicked one of the men away as best she could, grabbed the door and was about to enter when something sharp hit her arm and the first weapons were drawn. ,,Come here, hold on!" shouted a familiar voice and inside the carriage stood Aegon, who grabbed her by the hand and pulled her inside, her fear-filled eyes meeting his determined, angry gaze.

,,Stay with me, flame," he said more calmly and actually held her tighter before he reached for his sword and opened the door, behind which one of the last vassals was already waiting and the two of them jumped onto the carriage horse, he pulled her up and held her, not letting her go, not handing her over to the pack and Aegon untied the ropes.

,,Back to the castle, away from these unworthy bastards!" he shouted the order before the young prince and the rest of them made their way back to the castle in the gallop back to safety where nothing could happen.

But his one hand was still wrapped around her and he pressed her to him, his rapid heartbeat could be felt, ,,Everything will be all right," he said and urged the horse to run even faster to get back to safety.

But she complied with his command, closing her eyes, hearing the wind, his breathing, the beating of their two fast hearts, the smell of steel and smoke, his engaging body against hers...almost as if she were flying on a dragon high above the clouds, saving them.

But it was over as soon as the group arrived at the castle courtyard with the prince, the city guard was sent to deal with the perpetrators and the king intervened to protect his children, who remained in their apartments for the time being while the royals dealt with the incident.

The servants who had been released for the day were also trying to get ready in their small room. She still seemed to be able to hear the crowds and the fear.

The trembling of her hands was only an indication of this as the thoughts that formed were all of horrible events she would have died, been raped or tortured scary thoughts that would haunt her.

She had walked up and down hundreds of times with a bowl of water and a cloth to lightly clean the wound and yet the cut seemed relatively tight that it would have needed stitches, something she could not do herself.

The candles in her room the stone room lit the small fireplace the only room with a fireplace a fact Aegon had taken care of as well as the holder on the wall where she could place her wooden sword a sword that reminded her of her childhood when she had trained with the prince under her father's supervision sometimes secretly and sometimes in the courtyard of the castle.

The banner on the Targaryen wall was another gift from the prince when he gave it to her on the day of a tournament when they were both still children and yet it had meant everything to her. ,,So much of you and so little of me," she murmured, knowing that she would see less of him, a future king would not need chambermaids to look after him, he would grow up and simple slaves or servants would take care of him.

Sinking into self-pity again, she was torn from her thoughts by a knock on her door. Looking out of the small window, she saw the moon high in the sky, a fact that could only be one of her servant friends.

Perhaps they wanted to say thank you? Perhaps they were afraid? Or maybe they just needed company? But when she opened the door, hiding her wound under her dress and rolling down her sleeve, the young prince stood in her doorway. ,,Aegon…my prince, what are you doing here?" she asked, more confused than calm, and automatically made way as he simply walked in and closed the door behind him.

The fact that he didn't say anything made her nervous, his violet eyes looking around and the room seeming far too small when it only took a few steps for them to be next to or near each other again. ,,You have shown courage today my lady flame," he said suddenly, looking into the fireplace at the small flames before reaching for the few stacks of wood and throwing another log into the flames.

A dragon like him did not froth but she was all the more alone at night without him, without her dragon. ,,Please don't call me that anymore my prince what are you doing here it's late and you must be exhausted" she mumbled and looked at her hands not wanting to meet his gaze only heard a smirk before he simply sat down on her bed.

,,What should I call my chambermaid? A friend, a slave, the armorer's daughter, the future lady of a knight or my lady flame," he listed the names and she felt her cheeks heat up and she couldn't resist his "come closer", the knocking on her bed told her where he wanted her. Nervousness and tension in her body as she sat down next to him, he smiled at her and she didn't understand what he wanted.

On the contrary, she feared he was making fun of her. ,,Please Aegon my prince if-" she started, looking at him and flinching when she suddenly felt his hand on her arm, pain showing in her eyes and she saw Aegon showing that anger again like before the escape. ,,Those traitors hurt you and that will never happen again," he seemed to promise and suddenly he took out a small wooden box containing a white ointment for her wound.

Something she had seen in the masters, an ointment to heal wounds and relieve pain. Pulling away from him out of fear that it would only hurt her more, out of anger that this marriage was taking place and out of insecurity that he was only using her, she withdrew from the bed and seemed to flee from the fireplace.

,,Aegon you-you call me my lady but I am not, I am not the princess, I am a common daughter so please tell me in the name of whatever I am worth to you what you want?" she asked desperation in her voice and her eyes felt with slight tears shining in the fire turned away from him. It was too much, the day was too much and she was too exhausted to try to do well in front of him.

Hiding her face in her hands in shame and pain, she could only hear Ageon approaching her. Slowly and quietly he began to take her hands away, a Valyrian song came over his lips and he gently placed a hand on her cheek.

,,You are in my heart my lady, my flame that has always lit me up when the realm saw me as weak, you are the daughter of a fearless man and so you are…today on the carriage ride I was afraid for you for your death but you-you saved my wife even though you didn't have to" he began and wiped away a few tears that flowed down her warm cheeks before he reached for the ointment again and let his words work on her and the Valyrian song echoed through the room again before he pulled up her sleeve.

Her protests were drowned in a painful and sadly soothing on as he gently applied the white ointment to the wound with two fingers. ,,Please Aegon…what's the point of this I'll be gone and you'll be king" she sniffled finally looking into his violet eyes that showed understanding and something like affection as he leaned down to kiss her wound and pull her away.

,,What's the point? I was a jester not to realize what you felt and did for me. I can do anything I want as king and a king can take women…a prince wants to take you and not look at you from afar anymore," he confessed, breaking the silence as the fire flickered, making their two shadows dance and he gently pulled her closer.

,,I always want to look at you so close from the throne, from your bed and mine, from dragonback or horseback riding…I want you to stay with me forever my brave beautiful flame lady" he murmured coming closer to her overcoming the last moments between them and kissing her giving her the kiss that was long overdue, her hands holding onto him holding onto her dragon holding onto her prince holding onto her heart.

Aegon did the same, holding her and not letting go, the dragon had found his second wife who would always be his first choice. His lady flame his love that he would now begin before it was too late. ,,I love you" he murmured to her finally saying the words she had longed to hear ,,I've always loved you" she replied a smile forming on her lips that he had longed for before he held her close his words assuring her that everything would be alright.

That he would do his "royal" duty but his sister also preferred other societies, that once Aenys gave him and Rhaena the crowns the Targaryen tradition would be something he would enforce…for his Lady Flame the young prince would do anything, together with his sister he would rebel against their common uncle not knowing that the love they three would experience in those times would end with his death but until the flames of Balaerion enveloped him the only flame in his dragon heart was his beloved Lady.

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Hope the Aegon lovers liked it, the poor boy shouldn't have had all this happen to him

Targaryentuesday 1 - Aegon (Son of Aenys I)

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

What if Maegor the cruel was born a girl?

First of all: Tall buff lady 😳. Second of all: I imagine Visenya would probably push for her daughter to marry Aenys since that would be the most ideal match for him besides Alyssa Velaryon. Aegon probably wouldn’t disagree? Granted, that means that the faith uprising would probably happen a lot sooner since they still think incest is bad, only instead of it being Aenys who kinda just… Does nothing about it, it would instead be the combined forces of Aegon and Visenya, hell maybe even Aenys and Maegor (Maegelle? Maegora?) taking down any protests. Honestly that’s mostly a theory though- I could imagine lady Maegor being a lot like her mom just like regular Maegor is in canon, but I really don’t know what other avenues she’d be able to explore besides like… strong sister wife with a sword-

[novococain]

🦴

[tumbledrylowwest]

King Aenys Targaryen and his Lady-wife Alyssa Velaryon Baratheon, and their children, Queen Rhaena Targaryen, Prince Aegon ‘The uncrowned’ Targaryen, Prince Viserys Targaryen, King Jaehaerys Targaryen, and Queen Alysanne Targaryen.

[havarurara]

Rhaena & Aegon and their twin daughters

Aerea and Rhaella

Androw Farman

[sarcasticsweetlara]

The Crowns of Aegon Prince of Dragonstone and Rhaena, and their legacy

Aegon had been celebrated as Prince of Dragonstone when it was announced by his father Aenys he would be king.

Unlike Aenys, Aegon was way braver than him and travelled around Westeros to see his people, it may have taken him a while to claim a dragon but we can not say Aegon lacked courage.

Aegon was willing to fight for what his grandfather created and what his father would give to him.

Far more charismatic than Rhaena, but willing to respect her and show she was and would always be his queen.

Rhaena is usually accounted as a Queen due to her sworn vow to her youngest brother Jaehaerys as a Queen Dowager, and everyone in history recognizes Aegon the Uncrowned as the rightful heir despite having been usurped.

Rhaena recognized her brother-husband Aegon as the king as well, and of her three husbands Aegon was the only one she truly loved.

Rhaena in the beginning had to deject her own claim and that of her daughters but she still wanted them to be recognized.

The world didn't get them to actually rule, but Rhaena and Aegon were the King and Queen Westeros deserved and didn't get.

It wouldn't surprise me as well if Rhaena kept using her crown years later as the Queen Dowager of her brother Aegon as a homage to the love of her life and king Aegon the Uncrowned Prince of Dragonstone and Second of his Name.

Rhaena wanted to be recognized as queen by Aegon's side and then by her own merit.

I would imagine for Rhaena to give her crown to Rhaella, and Rhaella to make a hallow that is given to blessed people.

[gotham-at-nightfall]

Battle Beneath the God's Eye

Prince Aegon commanded a charge, hoping to break through the Kingslanders before the other loyalists fell upon his flanks, and mounted Quicksilver to lead the attack himself. But scarce had he taken wing when he heard shouts and saw his men below pointing to where Balerion the Black Dread had appeared in the southern sky. King Maegor had come. For the first time since the Doom of Valyria, dragon contended with dragon in the sky, even as battle was joined below. Quicksilver, a quarter the size of Balerion, was no match for the older, fiercer dragon, and her pale white fireballs were engulfed and washed away in great gouts of black flame. Then the Black Dread fell upon her from above, his jaws closing round her neck as he ripped one wing from her body. Screaming and smoking, the young dragon plunged to earth, and Prince Aegon with her.

By ChildrenofRhllor

[florzzzs2]

Elia Martell ☀️

My girl from sun✨☀️

[asoiafandotherbooks]

TWOIAF/Fire & Blood: The Wedding of Rhaena and Aegon

Warning, Spoilers Ahead…

We left off with Aenys exiling Maegor after he took a second wife. This won’t be the only controversial marriage during Aenys’s reign.

In non-marriage events, a new castle was being built atop Aegon’s High Hill: “built all in pale red stone, the king’s new seat would be larger and more lavish than Dragonstone, with massive walls and barbicans and towers capable of withstanding any enemy”. The citizens of King’s Landing named it the Red Keep.

In 41 AC, Aenys’ two eldest children were Rhaena (18 years old) and Aegon (15 years old). The two siblings had been close since childhood.  Aegon was lean, tall, handsome, and flirtatious with the ladies. Grand Maester Gawen informed the Citadel that “If the prince is not wed His Grace may soon have a bastard grandchild to contend with.”

Rhaena gave no encouragement to suitors, preferring to spend her days with her siblings, her pets, and Dreamfyre (her dragon). Rhaena’s newest favorite, Alayne Royce, was the daughter of the Lord of Runestone. Alayne was a plump and homely girl but was cherished by Rhaena.

Rhaena loved to fly, at times she took Aegon, other times Alayne, but she mostly flew by herself. At sixteen years of age, Rhaena declared herself a woman grown, “free to fly where I will”. She flew to Harrenhal, Tarth, Runestone, and Gulltown. It was rumored that Rhaena lost her virginity to a lowborn lover on one of these flights. Possible suspects were a hedge knight, a singer, a blacksmith’s son or a village septon. No one seemed to look in Alayne’s direction and she is the most likely suspect.

Eighteen-year-old Rhaena was three years older than her parents when they were wed. Aenys decided it was a perfect time for Rhaena to wed and who better for a husband than her own brother? For some reason, Aenys was surprised at the huge outcry of disgust over the announced betrothal. He seems to not remember that he exiled his brother for taking two wives. And they weren’t even related to Maegor! Why Aenys thought the Faith would be fine with incest when they had a fit over polygamy is a mystery. How can he be so clueless?

The Faith were on a roll. They had successfully forced Aenys to exile Maegor, and now they condemned incestuous marriages as an obscenity. Any child born of an incestuous union would be “abominations in the sight of gods and men”.

Aenys decided to finally grow a spine and refused to break the betrothal. Visenya informed Aenys he had two choices: 1) Wed Rhaenys and Aenys to other people, 2) Mount Quicksilver and burn the Starry Sept down. Aenys did neither.

The wedding was to be held at the Sept of Remembrance, built atop of Rhaenys’ hill, and named in her honor. The day of the wedding the streets were lined with the Warrior’s Sons of the Faith. And no, they weren’t there to congratulate the happy couple. Many lords, knowing it wouldn’t be wise to make an appearance, stayed away from the wedding.

Aenys made the situation worse at the wedding feast by declaring Aegon the new Prince of Dragonstone. The crowd went silent as the attendees all knew Maegor was the Prince of Dragonstone. Visenya left the hall without the king’s leave, mounted Vhagar, and returned to Dragonstone. The legends states when Vhagar passed the moon it turned red as blood. Doubtful but it’s an ominous omen.

Aenys has messed up big time. He’s lost the support of the Faith and the lords. He’s lost the favor of the smallfolk. And he’s turned the two strongest members of his family against him.

Why did Aenys grant his son the title of “Prince of Dragonstone”? At this point, it’s not a hereditary title for the crown prince. Maegor was the first “Prince of Dragonstone”. Maegor’s exile was for five years, not a lifetime. He would eventually return to Westeros – and Dragonstone. And to not inform Visenya before announcing it to the public? Bad move. She is his strongest advisor and he disrespected her – in public! She’s not the type to tolerate such offense.

Most mindboggling of all – why did Aenys think the Faith would accept incest when their outrage over Maegor’s polygamy caused his exile?

Up next, Aenys has made a disaster of his reign. Can he make a comeback?

[satoshy12]

Happy Maegor AU, the Petty

Chapter 1

Year A.C. 41

Jaeherys surveyed the landscape as they stepped off the boat onto Dragonstone Island. They had narrowly escaped the Faith Militant's revolt in King's Landing, and were relieved to have found a safe haven. However, the island was not as Jaeherys had imagined it from the stories his father had told him as a child. It seemed that their uncle, Maegor, who had ruled Dragonstone in their absence, had made significant changes to the castle and its surroundings.

Jaeherys had never met their uncle, as the last time they had seen him was during a heated argument with his father nearly a decade ago, two years before Jaeherys was born. Despite this, Jaeherys knew from their mother's words that they would not be welcomed with open arms by their uncle, but would at least be granted guest rights while on the island.

Their Father Aenys informed his companions that Maegor, his brother, had not just one, but three Maesters serving at Dragonstone. This sparked confusion and tension between the brothers, as Aenys couldn't understand why Maegor would need such a large number of Maesters when there was already a shortage of them in Westeros. Maegor never provided a clear explanation for his actions, and the three Maesters eventually left without a word. Aenys also mentioned that one of the Maesters wore a Valyrian steel chain, while the other two wore chains made of silver and yellow/red gold and copper.

In addition to the Maesters, Maegor had also assembled a diverse group of healers, midwives, hedge wizards, and woods witches from all around Westeros. Jaeherys had been intrigued when he learned about his uncle's desire for three maesters specifically trained in medicine. He began to consider the reasoning behind this choice, as he knew his uncle could have chosen maesters with expertise in other areas such as ravenry or warfare.

As he delved deeper into the matter, Jaeherys came to understand that his uncle had built a medical facility for the benefit of the common people in the area. He had even heard travelers speaking that it was like the House of the Red Hands, a well-known medical facility located in Braavos, as they passed through the Aegon's Ford . This further convinced Jaeherys of the importance of having skilled medical professionals on hand to help those in need.

Jaeherys and his family arrived at the Islands, and as soon as Jaeherys stepped off the boat, he could tell that things had changed since his last visit. The Islands were bustling with activity, and there were signs of new construction everywhere he looked.

"It's been rebuilt," Jaeherys's father commented, looking around in amazement. "The High Septon told us that Maegor had taken charge of the construction, but I had no idea it would be this extensive."

Jaeherys nodded, recalling the High Septon's words. "He said they used a Dragon to transport the materials, which made the construction go much faster than they had anticipated."

As they made their way towards the castle, Jaeherys's older brother, Aegon, scoffed at the sight of their uncle and his family waiting for them at the doors. "They haven't even come to collect us," Aegon grumbled. "It's like they've forgotten that while we may be family, we are still the Royal house."

Despite his brother's complaints, Jaeherys couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as they approached the castle. He couldn't wait to see all the changes that had been made and to spend some time with his extended family.

Jaeherys stood in the large room, taking in the sight of his uncle Maegor. The man was a towering figure, easily twice as wide and two heads taller than their father. His bulging muscles strained against his clothing, making it clear that he was a man of great physical strength. Next to him stood his wife, Ceryse Hightower, who was visibly pregnant once again. Jaeherys noticed their daughter, a girl younger than him with brightly dyed pink hair.

His mother, Queen Alyssa, commented on the unusual hair color, explaining that it was a new pigment coating from Essos that many other noble families forbade their daughters from using. Jaeherys' own sisters were also forbidden from using such a pigment.

"I am surprised that Maegor even allows her to use it," his mother, Queen Alyssa, commented. "Many other noble families forbid their daughters from using such a pigment or any in the first place."

Jaeherys nodded in agreement, having heard about from his own sisters . However, he was more interested in finding their cousin and his uncle's heir, Uthor Targaryen.

"We have to talk, Big Brother." No greeting or anything similar just a sentence as his Uncle made his way to the Solar and made his father following him and Aegon right behind them.

Lady Cerys smiled at us as they passed by. "While they talk, you can follow me to the garden," she said. "I'll have a servant bring us some tea, it's a drink my son brought back from Yi Ti. It's supposed to be much safer for pregnancy than drinking wine all the time."

Since becoming pregnant, Lady Cerys's marriage to her younger husband had undergone a radical transformation. It had even surprised my mother at how much their relationship had improved.

The garden was surrounded by tall walls made of glass, which let in plenty of light and allowed them to see everything clearly.

As they walked down the path, Jaeherys saw that the garden was filled with tables and chairs. Some of the tables were shaded by large umbrellas, while others were out in the open, basking in the warm sunshine.

He could see apple trees, cherry trees, and bushes full of berries and grapes. He saw that his sister Alysanne was tempted to pick some fruit for herself, but she didn't want to intrude them.

"Welcome to the garden," Lady Cerys Hightower greeted Jaeherys and his family as they arrived. "The Myrish glassblowers created this as a gift for me, as a thank you for my son Uthor's assistance in defending against a Dothraki invasion. It's a peaceful place where we can relax and the children can play and enjoy the fruits of the trees."

Jaeherys was curious to hear more about his cousin Uthor, so he asked Lady Cerys about him. "Is Uthor here now in Dragonstone?" he inquired.

"Yes, he's in the library studying with the Maesters," Lady Cerys replied.

Jaeherys thanked her and excused himself, eager to meet his cousin and learn more about the happenings on Dragonstone. He made his way to the library, looking forward to catching up with Uthor.

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@targaryensource Targaryen Week 2023 || Day 6: favourite family dynamic- Aegon and Aenys(Father and son)

Quotes about them:

“He stopped eating, and even began to crawl as he had when he was one, as if he had forgotten how to walk. His father despaired of him…”

“Prince Aenys was the heir apparent, and King Aegon kept him close by his side. As the king moved about the realm from castle to castle, so did the prince”

“Prince Aenys was so oft in his sire’s company that his own instruction in the chivalric arts came largely from the knights of Aegon’s Kingsguard, and sometimes the king himself…”

“His father gave him coursers, palfreys, and destriers, but his favorite mount was his dragon, Quicksilver.”

“After the frustrations of his Dornish War, the king accepted the continued independence of Dorne, and flew to Sunspear on Balerion on the tenth anniversary of the peace accords to celebrate a “feast of friendship” with Deria Martell, the reigning Princess of Dorne. Prince Aenys accompanied him on Quicksilver”

Love how Aegon raised a decent human being all alone 🥰