#goteliamartell

[elaena]

Princess Elia was a good woman, Your Grace. She was kind and clever, with a gentle heart and a sweet wit.

[asongoficeandfiresource]

Elia Martell Appreciation Week ~ Day Six: Dorne || Elia in the Water Gardens

[korra-of-the-watertribe]

“Tell me what's more beautiful;  How the moon lets the sun shine throughout the day, or the way the sun lets the moon glimmer at night?”  -s.b.

Elia Martell & Arthur Dayne (requested by anonymous)

[ivashkovadrian]

What is our heart’s desire? Vengeance. Justice. Fire and blood.

[hecstia]

asoiaf moodboards → elia martell

“Princess Elia was a good woman, Your Grace. She was kind and clever, with a gentle heart and a sweet wit. I know the prince was very fond of her.”

[makaria13]

"... De perto, poderia admirar a beleza dela. Elia possuía um rosto em forma de coração, maçãs do rosto altas, olhos cor de âmbar que queimavam como raios de sol, boca carnuda e bem desenhada. Os cílios negros eram longos e compridos, o nariz era delicado e arrebitado. Possuía uma estatura pequena, o corpo era delgado e gracioso. A pele escura brilhava contra a luz clara do luar. Afastou-se o suficiente para que pudesse retirar a camisola do corpo dela, deliciando-se com a visão do corpo nu. Imaginou-a nua e em seus braços muitas vezes, a visão de Elia disposta era melhor do que idealizou. ..."

Summertime Sadness, por Makaria13

[ashara]

Ashara & Arthur Dayne + Oberyn & Elia Martell enjoying each other’s company before the war at the Water Gardens in Dorne. ☼

Requested by @ranichi17

[the-golden-viper-of-dorne]

Welcome to Dorne

Peace be with you,

wanderer.

I guess you are weary after a long journey through the heat and dust smelling of spices, and reigning in my homeland; in Dorne - a land made of sandstone lace. The sun is ripe orange here.

Sit down if you are kind and let yourself be carried away by the windy melody of my words and you will experience sweet intoxication.

Do you want to know the world

where was the color and sound born?

Where, perhaps, a trivial stone has a soul and silently tells centuries of history?

It is here in my beloved Dorne - the blade dances to the noise of the thickets, and the reeds are thinking thoughtfulness among the grass. The sun appears to be a ripe orange suspended on a colored canvas of silk crimson and gold.

Dorne - endless tracts of imagination and feast for each of the available senses.

You got it right, globetrotter! Hello, pilgrim routes of the common soul.

Come, you will get a passport to enchanted corners and you will see a fairy tale with your own eyes, because here the rain condenses with a rush of gold coins. Let's get to know the taste of secrets hidden in palm shades, in the mosaic of seduction, in the lampshade of thoughts.

The trail will be fantasy, the signpost - a pen of feelings.

Music - the tambour of our hearts.

Don't be afraid to indulge in a fairy tale that will become as real as your breath!

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[zazou-aha]

Some Notable Martell Women

[patrocles]

Princess Elia was a good woman. 

[eliamatrell]

favourite female characters ⋯◦⟡ ELIA MARTELL [a song of ice and fire]

i try to blame it on fortune, some kind of twist in my fate, but i know the truth and it haunts me - i learned it a little too late.

[stormborns]

Love’s not always wise, I’ve learned. It can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts...wherever they take us.

[asongoficeandfiresource]

“It was not for your tail alone that my sister and I came to Casterly Rock. We were on a quest of sorts. A quest that took us to Starfall, the Arbor, Oldtown, the Shield Islands, Crakehall, and finally Casterly Rock … but our true destination was marriage. Doran was betrothed to Lady Mellario of Norvos, so he had been left behind as castellan of Sunspear. My sister and I were yet unpromised.

“Elia found it all exciting. She was of that age, and her delicate health had never permitted her much travel. I preferred to amuse myself by mocking my sister’s suitors. There was Little Lord Lazyeye, Squire Squishlips, one I named the Whale That Walks, that sort of thing. The only one who was even halfway presentable was young Baelor Hightower. A pretty lad, and my sister was half in love with him until he had the misfortune to fart once in our presence. I promptly named him Baelor Breakwind, and after that Elia couldn’t look at him without laughing. I was a monstrous young fellow, someone should have sliced out my vile tongue." 

Elia Martell Appreciation Week ~ Day Two: Book Moments

[infinitestalia]

There's this tired, baseless argument that is bandied around certain areas of the ASOIAF fandom regarding Rhaegar's treatment of Elia. That for a man as gentle and as chivalrous, there must have been a reason for him to mistreat his wife so, and that too in such a public manner. That he had found true happiness elsewhere that his marriage failed to provide and that justified everything that came with it. The oft drawn conclusion is that Elia was the problem: she was either a wicked, unfaithful woman that drove him to the arms of a fourteen year old or a dull, insipid wife that couldn't inspire any feeling in a man, so of course he had to go get the kind of woman he deserved. But the text already addressed that argument way back in "A Storm of Swords".

"But that was the tourney when he crowned Lyanna Stark as queen of love and beauty!" said Dany. "Princess Elia was there, his wife, and yet my brother gave the crown to the Stark girl, and later stole her away from her betrothed. How could he do that? Did the Dornish woman treat him so ill?"

Daenerys is Rhaegar's most ardent and blind supporter (aside from Jon Connington). I almost take her as a stand in for the Rhaegar adoring readers here. She (understandably to a degree) idolizes her brother, views him through the most rose tinted of glasses, even going so far to romanticize his supposed kidnapping of a betrothed teenager- at sword point, no less. And yet, so appalled, even she cannot rationalize his impossibly cruel humiliation of a pregnant Elia at Harrenhal. She cannot reconcile the Rhaegar of Viserys' gushing stories and the Rhaegar who publicly disgraced his wife for every major lord in Westeros to witness in favour of another. Her only explanation, like some readers, is that Elia must have been to blame.

From "Princess Elia", she becomes "the Dornish woman" who must have ill treated her gallant and devoted brother. From the butchered mother who pleaded for her son's life as Daenerys remembers her in AGoT, she becomes the stranger who helped bring her humiliation and suffering upon herself. She must have been the cruel, unloving spouse who practically left him no other choice but to find affection elsewhere. For her idealized version of Rhaegar to hold up, Elia must become the villain. Yet that is dashed in the very next line.

"It is not for such as me to say what might have been in your brother's heart, Your Grace. The Princess Elia was a good and gracious lady, though her health was ever delicate."

Barristan Selmy, the Targaryen loyalist and vice president of the Rhaegar fan club, firmly states that Elia was in fact a good woman (in a later book also describing her as "kind and clever, with a gentle heart and a sweet wit", someone that Rhaegar actually liked). She had done nothing to provoke Rhaegar's mistreatment of her, a worthy spouse in every way, crushing Daenerys' argument of a mean Dornish wife. There is no mention of affairs or discord as fans like to speculate. And when Daenerys then wonders if things would have been different if she had married Rhaegar instead, making him happy where poor, deficient Elia could not (once again putting the blame on her shoulders to absolve her brother, not dissimilarly to fandom), Barristan replies:

"But I am not certain it was in Rhaegar to be happy."

If it was simply not in Rhaegar to know happiness or contentment, no woman could have succeeded where Elia apparently "failed'. The onus is not on Elia, she was not the source of his discontent, she was not fundamentally lacking in pleasing her husband. His issues were his own and Elia was not to blame. And so his actions at Harrenhal, abandoning her and their newborn baby as she lay in her sickbed, absconding with another woman to Elia's homeland, leaving her defenseless to die- they cannot be laid at her feet, with her bizarrely being made responsible for suffering a spectacle of public shame and humiliation at the hands of her own husband.

Every facet of this argument is debunked in no more than half a page yet still Elia is vilified by Rhaegar fans who know there is no other way to justify his choices. She was not some evil thorn at the saintly Rhaegar's side, not some scheming shrew, waiting to be exposed. Elia is the price paid for his so called love story, Rhaegar and Lyanna's grand romance came directly at her expense and she- along with her infant children- suffered the horrific consequences of his choices.

It's clear that, just like those who cling to this argument, it's Daenerys who doesn't truly know or understand her brother here. Not when he's still so deeply buried in this twisted romantic narrative that absolves him of any wrongdoing. His actions are what led us here, and so his actions must be the ones to examine. And if the only way to maintain your pretty illusions of Rhaegar is to make a villain out of Elia... Well. I think that tells you all you need to know.

[ivashkovadrian]

“In Dorne, she walked among vipers and none would bite her.”

Elia Nymeros Martell was a Princess of Dorne, second living child of the Unnamed Princess of Dorne. Close to her brothers Doran and Oberyn, she was kind and clever, deemed gracious. Although her health was delicate, she married Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, heir to the Seven Kingdoms, and bore him two children, Rhaenys and Aegon. She was killed during the Sack of King’s Landing at the end of Robert’s Rebellion.

[hecstia]

asoiaf moodboards → elia martell & ashara dayne

and in the middle of my chaos, there was you