#rhaeleb

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“You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?”

Lord Kaleb Dormaire and the two queens, Alicent Hightower and Rhaenyra Targaryen

Absolutely gorgeous commission by the extremely talented and wonderful to work with @irlplasticlamb!❤️

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❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜ for Kaleb!

Thanks so much for the prompt! Please enjoy Kaleb being Kaleb

Kaleb winced as Maester Heward inserted the needle into his skin of his arm, where a large gash had been cut into the soft flesh.

“Ow. Ow!” he gasped, fighting back the urge to flinch.

“I’m sorry, my boy, but please hold still,” Heward said. “The less you move, the sooner we can get this over with.”

“Sorry,” Kaleb apologized.

“Come now, Kaleb, you’ve had worse,” Rhaenyra spoke, resting her hand on his shoulder while the other massaged her growing belly. “It’s just a scratch.”

“Yeah, a big one,” Kaleb responded. “Look at what your dragon did to me.”

“It’s not Syrax’s fault you fell off your horse,” Rhaenyra objected.

“She spooked him,” Kaleb argued. “Otherwise I wouldn’t have.”

“Well, then I suppose next time you’ll just have to fly with me,” Rhaenyra said.

Heward looked up at her with surprise. “Have you been riding your dragon while you are with child, Princess?” he asked dubiously.

“I have, yes,” Rhaenyra responded, unconcerned.

“Are you sure that is wise when you are so far along?” Heward asked.

Rhaenyra waved his concern away with a hand. “My grandmother was doing the same when she was carrying both my father and Daemon,” she said. “And Syrax is gentle.”

“With you,” Kaleb grumbled. “Ow!” He grimaced as Heward poked the needle through his skin again, averting his gaze as the maester pulled the thread through.

“Oh come now, Syrax likes you,” Rhaenyra argued. “You wouldn’t have lasted this long if she didn’t.” She pressed a kiss to his forehead. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“Yes, I am,” Kaleb hummed, tilting his head back to look up at her. “Princess.”

He offered her a lopsided grin, and Rhaenyra smirked back at him, leaning down to kiss him on the lips. Then she smoothed his hair with her hand, letting her fingers linger in the long, dark strands of his hair.

“Maester, how long is this going to take?” Kaleb asked lightly, eager to be done with it and have Rhaenyra all to himself.

Heward smiled knowingly. “Just a few more stitches, and you’ll be good as new,” he assured him.

Kaleb flexed his fingers and drew his tongue along his teeth with a grin. Suddenly, the pain was much more bearable. “Perfect.”

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Some hotd ship edits with my hotd OCs from my HoTD fic, “Soaring Higher”!

(I got these images from Pinterest lol)

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There are no greater Rhaeleb shippers than their own children can confirm

Drabble Game — “Starvation” and “In the Storm” for Kaleb Dormaire and another character of your choice~ 🫢

Oooo these are good ones. Since I’ve been dying to write some Kaleb x Rhaenyra drabble, I think this is the perfect opportunity (also I’m still new to writing more romantic scenes like this so 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Starvation + In the Storm

Thunder crashed as their bodies collided. Kaleb smashed his lips against Rhaenyra’s, desperate to taste her after so many months apart, as she grabbed at his hair and pulled him into her.

“I have been starved of you for too long,” Kaleb gasped. He peppered a trail of kisses down her jawline. “I need you, Rhaenyra.”

Rhaenyra pressed a kiss to the side of his neck, gently nipping at the skin, then looked up at him. Lightning flashed, illuminating her purple-blue eyes so that they looked almost ethereal.

“And I need you,” Rhaenyra said breathlessly. “I cannot bear this burden alone.”