#daenerys x maron

[diva-calderu]

Maron Martell x Daenerys Targaryen "the First"

[sigilsins]

ᴸᴵᴺᴷ‧ ships.

[snowprincesa1]

I like to imagine these two had a lovely marriage

The wedding dance of Maron Martell and Daenerys Targaryen

(Not that Dany, the other one!)

Daenerys's betrothal to the Prince of Dorne, Prince Maron Martell, was brokered by her brother Daeron as part of the treaty bringing Dorne into the realm of the Iron Throne.

Maron had the Water Gardens built three leagues to the west of Sunspear for his new wife.

[mercshy]

Princess Daenerys was born in 172 AC to Queen Naerys and King Aegon IV and was the younger sister of King Daeron II Targaryen. Prince Maron Nymeros Martell was the ruling Prince of Dorne and younger brother of Myriah Martell, the wife of Daeron II.

The wedding between Daenerys and Maron was held in King's Landing in 187 AC and formally made Dorne part of the Seven Kingdoms. After the ceremony, Maron kneeled before the Iron Throne and togehter, Maron and Daeron II went to pay their respects to the statue of the late King Baelor the Blessed at the Great Sept, who had once brokered the peace between the Iron Throne and Dorne via the marriage of Daeron II and Myriah. To celebrate the wedding, a tourney was held in the capital. Daenerys and Maron had multiple children and the eldest child, a son, presumably succeeded Maron as ruling Prince of Dorne.

In Dorne, Maron built his bride the Water Gardens three leagues to the west of Sunspear. It was a place of beauty made of colored marble with pools and trees to free her from the heat and dust of Sunspear. Their children played in the pools along with the children of other highborn lords and ladies. One day, when the sun was hot, Daenerys took pity on the children of the servants and guards and allowed them to play in the pools with the highborn children, starting a tradition that is still kept in Dorne to this day.

[samwpmarleau]

for @madaboutasoiaf​. here’s hoping your job gets better soon!

She doesn’t like Dorne. It’s taken her a long while to acknowledge such a thing, such a failing. Her whole life has been about duty, and she’d worn it well, no matter Daemon’s yammering about choice. Maron is kind and handsome enough, and it is refreshing to see women of all standings speaking their minds, yet all the same, it’s dusty, it’s loud, it’s hot, the food is searing, and she misses her family. With the gap in their ages, Daeron had always felt more like an uncle than a brother, but to his sons she’d been close. Baelor, mostly, but she liked sitting down with quiet Maekar, too.

No one is mean to her in Dorne, exactly, but still she can sense the distaste from many, the wounds from resisting nearly two centuries of her family’s rule, and the Valyrians’ long before that, not quite healed, made worse by who her father was. It makes for a lonely time, even though some of her ladies accompanied her from King’s Landing to Sunspear.

She sits in her chamber, alone, once again trying to memorize the Dornish history her maesters had never delved into, from the arrival of the First Men across the Broken Arm to Princess Nymeria’s conquest to the complex politics since, many of the Rhoynish names queer on her tongue. It is slow going—not only had her maesters omitted much, but it turns out much of what they’d said is completely wrong—and she is not ungrateful to hear the knock on her door.

“Enter,” she calls.

Her princely husband walks in, apprehensive of her as usual but almost anxious as well. “Will you take a trip with me?”

“A trip? Where?”

He holds out his hand. “It’s a surprise.”

Indeed it is, for while she doesn’t know exactly what she’d expected, it wasn’t to get in a horse litter and ride for miles. They’re skirting the coast, that much she can tell, for in her peeks between the curtains, she can spot the blue, blue ocean to her right. It baffles her, though, as to where they could be heading. From her perusing of Dornish maps, she knows there’s nothing directly north of Sunspear. Ghost Hill is to the northwest, but otherwise there’s only bare land.

“Maron, honestly,” she says after what seems like ages. “We’ve been riding for hours, where are we going?”

“We’re nearly there,” he replies.

There’s a kind of nervous excitement in his expression, and that alone has her refraining from further argument. Of him and his sister, he’s the more reserved, she’s found out, or at least around her, so different from Daemon’s endless, restless energy.

It takes another hour, but finally the litter slows to a stop. She begins to step down, but Maron halts her, unwinding her scarf and tying it around her head as a blindfold. “Is this necessary?”

“I told you, it’s a surprise,” he says, helping her down. They walk across the uneven sand for several minutes, and then she hears the unmistakable gurgle of fountains and the sand gives way to polished stone. She frowns, perplexed. Perhaps this is some ancient Rhoynish settlement that had grown into disuse that Maron thought she’d be interested in? She can’t think of what else it could be.

Fortunately, she doesn’t have long to wonder. Apparently satisfied with their location, Maron stops and removes the blindfold. It takes her a moment to adjust to the brightness, but when she does she lets out a gasp. She’s standing in the middle of a palace, pink marble all around her and an expansive, intricate pool stretching in front of her with a fountain at its center. She turns in place, eyeing with wonder the grove of citrus trees and date palms, the unobstructed view of the ocean through the marble columns. Most enticing of all, the cool marble allays the sun’s heat, and only pure, tangy air fills her lungs.

“It’s not entirely finished yet,” Maron says, as though somehow interpreting her awed silence as disappointment. “But I thought…I know your time in Dorne has not been comfortable, and I want you to be happy here. It’s yours, Daenerys.”

Hers. He’d done all this for her, he’d built this for her, his Targaryen bride whom he’d only married because of a betrothal contract neither of them had a say in. He’d spent who knows how many dragons on this palace, and all because he’d noticed how the heat and the dust got to her. It’s so unbelievably sweet and thoughtful that her heart suddenly feels too big for her chest.

“Thank you,” she says, tearing her eyes away from the marble to look up at him. Tentatively, she kisses him on the lips, and finds it’s not at all unpleasant. “I can’t believe you’ve done all this just for me.”

“You’re my wife.”

“Yes,” she says, “but men are not like you where I’m from. Women are lucky to receive any true courtesy at all in marriage, let alone…this.”

“You’re in Dorne,” he says. “Our women are our equals in all things, and so shall you be. From this day until your last, you shall want for nothing, I swear it.”

She smiles. “I believe you.”

[daellla]

Targaryen Meme - [½] Marriages

Daenerys Taragaryen and Maron Martell were married to make peace between Dorne and the rest of Westeros. Though some said Daenerys loved her half-brother Daemon, she was nothing but a dutiful wife to Prince Maron and gave him many children, including a son who would one day rule Dorne after Maron died.

(Clémence Poésy as Daenerys / Oscar Isaac as Maron.)

[harritudur]

Maron Martell x Daenerys Targaryen I ( @asoiafrarepairs )

                “The Water Gardens are my favorite place in this world, ser. One of my ancestors had them built to please his Targaryen bride and free her from the dust and heat of Sunspear. Daenerys was her name. She was sister to King Daeron the Good, and it was her marriage that made Dorne part of the Seven Kingdoms.”

[chillyravenart]

“One of my ancestors built the Water Gardens to please his Targaryen bride and free her from the dust and heat of Sunspear. Daenerys was her name. She was sister to King Daeron the Good, and it was her marriage that made Dorne part of the Seven Kingdoms.”

I can't believe it's taken me this long but here's my take on Maron Martell and Daenerys Targaryen 🌞🐉

Drawing them has definitely warmed my heart towards them even further and I can't wait to read more about them, hopefully in Fire & Blood Vol.2!!!

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[asongoficeandfiresource]

The Water Gardens are my favorite place in this world, ser. One of my ancestors had them built to please his Targaryen bride and free her from the dust and heat of Sunspear. Daenerys was her name. She was sister to King Daeron the Good, and it was her marriage that made Dorne part of the Seven Kingdoms.

[bitchfromtheseventhhell]

Whether Daenerys loved Daemon, as those who rose for the Black Dragon later claimed, who could say? In the years afterward, Daenerys was never aught but a loyal wife to Prince Maron, and if she mourned Daemon Blackfyre, she left no record of it.

[arielseaworth]

For Martell Month, Maron and Daenerys! Alternatively, Myriah and Daenerys.

FIC: A Delicate Truth

The eldest, Prince Baelor, won the name Breakspear at the age of seventeen, following his famous victory at Princess Daenerys’s wedding tourney; he defeated Daemon Blackfyre in the final tilt. (The World of Ice and Fire)

He did not perceive any crack in her smile, as she warmly applauded their nephew for his victory against the man she was said to love, and love not as a brother.

(For the prompt: Maron and Daenerys.)

Read @ AO3

[korra-of-the-watertribe]

In 187 AC, Prince Maron Martell of Dorne wed Princess Daenerys Targaryen.  Their marriage brought Dorne into the Seven Kingdoms, and brokered peace between their two families.  Maron built the famous Water Gardens of Dorne for his new bride. Their marriage was said to be long, happy, and fruitful.  

(Requested by @nnymeros)

[samwpmarleau]

@lyannas​ i wrote the thing

It is rare enough for the maester to interrupt them in the evening hours, and rarer still for him to look troubled, yet tonight, he is both. “Humblest apologies,” he says with a bow, “but I’ve just received this in the rookery and thought it prudent to bring at once. It’s addressed to you, my princess.”

Daenerys shares a look of surprise with Maron and then wriggles out of his embrace to receive the letter. She notices the seal first, and dread falls in the pit of her stomach. The three-headed dragon imprint is welcome; the color of the wax is not.

Daemon.

She slits open the seal and scans the contents of the letter, growing more and more incensed with every word, until finally— “The nerve!”

“What is it?” Maron asks, alarmed.

She tosses the letter aside to rummage around in his desk for supplies in order to write a letter of her own. “What kind of man has nine children with his wife and then claims to still love someone else eight years after she’s wed?”

“Perchance he’s sincere,” says Maron, a frown between his brows. “Dany, if you…”

“Don’t you dare ‘Dany’ me.” She picks up a pillow from the floor and hurls it at him. “You’re the only man I’ve ever loved, and you know it.”

Her letter of response is short, to the point, hardly worth the parchment it’s written on:

Do not contact me again.

Signed, Princess Daenerys, Lady of Sunspear

She seals it with the sun-and-spear of House Martell, commands the maester to send it at once, then returns to her husband to have her way with him—twice.

[horizon-verizon]

[Canon] Ages of ASoIaF Characters When Wed (Pt.4)

Aegon IV Targaryen (18) x Naerys Targaryen (15)  

Daenerys Targaryen (15) x Maron Martell (40-41)

Daeron II Targaryen (*23) x Myriah Martell (*22-32) [their first kid was born 170 A.C. and there’s no clear date for their wedding & Myriah is told be born from 148-158, but she’s older than Maron, so likeliest ages are from late 20s to 32]

[harritudur]

Maron Martell x Daenerys Targaryen I ( @asoiafrarepairs )

Maron built the Water Gardens, a place of beauty made of colored marble with pools and trees, to please his new bride and free her from the dust and heat of Sunspear.

[chillyravenart]

Rate and rank Daenerys x Maron, Mariah x Daeron, Elia x Rhaegar... I’m in the mood for tea 👀

You cheeky bugger, this is going to be tricky... ok so, for me personally:

1. Maron x Daenerys. The Seven Kingdoms united at last! Maron built Daenerys the Water Gardens and she began a long held tradition of highborn and lowborn children splashing about together in the pools. A champion for social equality! A real power couple! Hope we get the spicy deets in Fire & Blood Vol.2. 8.5/10

2. Daeron x Myriah. Their marriage was a fruitful and happy one, the first of the Targ x Martell marriages that was marked by a celebrated reign (good thing they had Bloodraven to take care of the rubbish amirite). Had some iconic children/grandchildren too, Myriah injected flavour with her retinue and the royal court must have been so eclectic. Proper parents, a nice, wholesome, happy couple. Cannot wait for Fire & Blood Vol.2 and learn more about their relationship!!! 8/10

3. Rhaegar x Elia. We don't get much on these two and I'm sure they had their moments on Dragonstone, but the content isn't there, and what little we do have is kinda depressing... I know many people refuse to see this but I personally believe Rhaegar told Elia of his plans and prophecies, she was known for her brains and wit and I can't help but feel like she may have been privy to everything- which is why Dorne remains loyal to House Targaryen to this day... anyway I think they were cute ok. 7/10

Hope that tea was piping and not tepid 😆