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[rainhadaenerys]

All Daenerys' appearances in the Game of Thrones Histories & Lore (including Rhaella pregnant with Dany and giving birth to Dany)

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1 - The Lannister Kingsguard

Part 2

The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

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16 years ago

“I’m going to catch you little rascal.” I called through the large hallways of the Red Keep attempting to catch my youngest brother Viserys who insisted we play chase this morning.

His silver white was getting tousled around while he ran around the corner with me trying to catch his heels. “You can't get me.”

“I think you doubt me far too much, little brother.” I smirked flying past the Targaryen banner near the wall rounding the corner he had gone around but he stopped running when I tackled him to the stone floor in my short dress. “Ha! I told you I'd get you.”

He whined underneath my hold. “That’s not fair.”

“Sister?” Yanking my head upward I saw my older brother Rhaegar standing a few steps away from us.

A few members of our fathers kingsguard were standing near the Iron Throne. I saw an older man with a bald head dressed in all red meaning it had to be the Hand of the King Tywin Lannister. “Um hi brother. What is going on here?”

“I was about to make this 16 year old a member of my Kingsguard until I was interrupted by you, daughter.” My father raised his tone towards me, sitting on the throne of swords.

I gulped knowing he didn’t have good control over his temper sometimes, especially around his children. “Forgive me, father. I didn't recall that it was today until this very moment.”

“It doesn't matter now. Get over there with your brothers and watch silently. Let's get this done. I don't wish to keep my wife waiting.” Father scoffed, tapping his fingers on the armrests of the chair until a different kingsguard delivered him a sword and walked forward standing on the first two steps where the young boy was bent down on one knee before his king.

Tywin finally spoke up to the king. “State your name, boy.”

“Jaime of House Lannister. Son of Tywin and Joanna Lannister.” The boy of fifteen with the long blonde hair responded on command.

Father raised his sword tapping his shoulders with the tip individually declaring the oath that must be bestowed onto a knight. “In the name of the warrior I charge you to be brave. In the name of the father I charge you to be just. In the name of the mother I charge you to defend the innocent. Arise Jaime Lannister, a knight of Seven Kingdoms and a member of the Kingsguard.”

“Woo hoo! Um - my apology.” I began clapping, breaking the silence in the throne room causing everyone to turn their heads in my direction.

Father placed his sword inside his holder and two knights along with the Hand of the King retreated from the room without another word. That left me and my brothers alone with Jaime Lannister. “I've been meaning to talk to you, sister. I have news for you.” Rhaegar turned on his feet facing me.

“What news is that?” I asked him curiously.

He answered me with a half smile, mentioning the Dorne family we had gotten along with since one girl was a former lady and waiting for our mother Rhaella. “I'm going to marry Ella Martel.”

“That’s great news, brother.” Flinging my arms around his neck I giggled and he hugged me back now smiling too.

The typical tradition of our family was for brothers and sisters to Wed one another but it took our parents seven years before they had me. By that time our father had already been talking about wedding my brother off to some high born girl of his many kingdoms. “I'm rather happy with it myself. I must go tell our mother. Come Viserys.” Rhaegar took our young brother by the hand leaving me alone in the throne room.

Shifting my gaze around I felt a pair of eyes on me when I turned my back to the throne seeing that the newly named kingsguard Lannister hadn't left me alone like I believed he had. “Can I help you with something, ser Knight?”

“I should be asking you that question, my princess. For I am sworn to aid and protect you.” Jaime bowed his head at me.

I clasped my hands together in front of my dress, my hair swaying with the fabric as I moved over to stand in front of the new knight. “From my memory I was not ever required to have a personal knight following me around my childhood home.”

“Well those were the commands I have been given and I intend to follow them, princess.”

Holding up a hand I interrupted him before this conversation went on any further. “Please stop calling me princess. I have far too many people addressing me by that title. I’d rather have someone call me by my name.”

“I can arrange those terms. Who do I have the honor of meeting now before me?”

I crusty to the night holding up the fabric of my dress showing him how my silver hair was styled into a crown when I did so. “Vaella Targaryen.”

“Then I’ll just be Jaime to you, Vaella.” The Lannister lion sent me a cheeky smile, bright green eyes focusing on my purple ones.

Lightly twirling side to side in my dress I smirked towards him deciding I should get to have some fun with my personal knight while my father wasn’t around us because right now he didn’t appear to be so serious as he was now that it was just the two of us alone together. “It’s nice to meet you, Jaime. I do have a question for you though?”

“What is your question Vaella?” He asked resting his right hand on the handle of his sword attached to his hip.

Sticking my tongue out at the knight I bolted barely waiting to hear what his reaction would be. “Do you think you can catch me, Ser knight?”

“I don’t understand. Wait - seven hells Vaella!” Jaime shook his head, awe struck and confused till he noticed the silver hair and white dress disappearing further away from him.

He began chasing after me concerned that he would get in trouble if something bad happened to me. But he wouldn’t admit it until years later how much he wished they had the opportunity to go back to that life compared to all the chaos that would be thrown their direction.

Kings Landing - current day

Jaime was currently standing outside of the King's office in the hallway on guard duty. The current king who had sat on the throne once he had killed the Mad King and now the Baratheon signal flew high in the Red Keep. The current king called Jaime’s nickname wanting to speak with him. “Kingslayer, get in here! It must wound your pride. Standing out there, like a golden sentry. Jaime Lannister, son of the mighty Tywin. Forced to mind the door while your king eats and drinks and shits and fucks. So, come on. We’re telling war stories. Who was your first kill, not counting the old men?”

“One of the outlaws in the Brotherhood.” He answered his king.

A fellow Kingsguard replied. “I was there that day. You were only a squire. Sixteen years old.”

“You killed Simon Toyne with a counter-riposte. Best move I ever saw.”

The other knight nodded. “Good fighter, Toyne. But he lacked stamina.

King Robert entered the conversation between the two Knights. “Your outlaw any last words?”

“I cut his head off. So, no.”

The king’s next question caused Jaime’s hand to drop down onto the handle of his sword. Recalling the night so vividly for more than one reason besides betraying the king he swore to protect. “What about Aerys Targaryen? What did the Mad King say when you stabbed him in the back? I never asked. Did he call you a traitor? Did he plead for a reprieve?”

“He said the same thing he had been saying for hours. Burn them all.”

Silence fell inside the chamber room with the king silently staring at him for a few minutes. “Then we should all be grateful that we took care of all the Targaryens. The Seven Kingdoms didn’t need anymore reign or vows to a house whose words are Fire and Blood wouldn’t you agree?”

“It would seem so, your grace. If that is all I’ll take my leave.” Jaime bowed his head walking back out into the hallway and he didn’t release the tension in his shoulders and show emotion until he was away from the king. For the king was wrong in his words because not all the Targaryens were dead. One remained in Kings Landing and Jaime was the reason for it

And if the king ever found out both their heads would be on spikes.

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[kate-bridgerton]

Daenerys and Rhaella + Mindful of Their Duty

“He put away his lance the day your lady mother wed your father. Afterward he became most pious, and was heard to say that only the Maiden could replace Queen Rhaella in his heart. His passion was impossible, of course. A landed knight is no fit consort for a princess of royal blood.” And Daario Naharis is only a sellsword, not fit to buckle on the golden spurs of even a landed knight. – ADWD

[valyriansource]

Tyrion had never known his mother.

Her mother had died bringing her into the world while the storm screamed outside.

I have no rights, no name, no mother, and now not even a father.

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

HOTD OC Introduction

(world's biggest thanks to @ginevrastilinski-ocs for dealing with me being very annoying and helping me figure this all out)

1 – Saera Targaryen ( Elle Fanning ): Aemond ship, Rhaenyra & Daemon’s daughter from the night Rhaenyra snuck out – very scandalous, very secretive, but the implications of her being the child of two potential heirs is a big deal to those who know

2 – Carlys Tully ( Charlotte Hope ) in Death By A Thousand Cuts: Aegon ship, toxic heartbreak but also she is/was in love, he claimed her as his wife and she never had a say, little miss "I can fix him (no really I can)" to queen "i can fix him (whoa maybe i can't)"

3 – Lyria Hightower ( Millie Bobby Brown & Synnove Karlsen ): Alicent’s twin sister

4 – Dorian Tyrell ( Timothee Chalamet): Alicent ship, second son of House Tyrell, recently became a knight, is there when Alicent wears the green dress at the wedding feast and is just immediately so devoted and knows he would die for her, asks Alicent’s permission to serve as her personal guard and has been by her side ever since

5 – Vysenia Targaryen ( Freya Allen & Morfydd Clark ): Rhaenyra’s younger twin, loyal to her sister but also has been in love with Alicent since they were children

6 – Cyrissa Cole ( Summer Bishil ): Criston Cole’s younger sister, ends up involved in things when Criston becomes a member of the Kingsguard but will probably have her own plot in Dorne too

7 – Vaella Targaryen ( Suki Waterhouse ): Alicent’s daughter, Aemond takes her as his bride because Targaryen tradition but is a very absent husband (at least at first), holds her at arms length and she is desperate for his affection

8 – Daessa Velaryon ( Millie Brady ): Rhaenyra’s daughter, the eldest of her children with Harwin Strong, has long since figured out who her real father is but won't say anything. If Rhaenyra is queen then she is heir to the throne, and she won't sacrifice that just for the "truth"

9 – Ayron Targaryen & Rhaella Targaryen ( Henry Cavill x Jodie Comer ): Ayron is Viserys & Daemon’s middle brother, technically heir until Viserys names Rhaenyra as his heir. Rhaella is Rhaenys’ younger sister, thinks her sister should have been queen, they are a ship and both just trying to survive the war

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[naeleys]

CHAPTER 01 — princess rhaenyra of house targaryen

In the year 262 AC, a baby of surpassing beauty was born, destined to carve her name in legend.

Queen Rhaella Targaryen's birthing of her second child was swift, a blessing after the trials of her first. As the maester gently cradled the newborn in his arms, he declared, "It is a girl, Your Grace."

Rhaella's heart momentarily stilled. A girl? King Aerys, her brother-husband, coveted sons above all, a sentiment echoing across a realm steeped in patriarchal tradition, wary still from the War of the Usurper and the earlier Dance of Dragons.

But Rhaella had yearned for a daughter. With tears of joy coursing down her cheeks, she held the babe. "Is she healthy?" she whispered, scarcely glancing up.

"Quite healthy, Your Grace, with a spirited kick," the maester replied.

"And her name?" prompted a handmaiden, sharing in her queen's elation.

Rhaella knew at once what she must call her—a name from the annals of Targaryen greatness, borne by a queen of indomitable spirit.

"Rhaenyra," she murmured tenderly. "Rhaenyra Targaryen—a name fit for one destined for greatness, strong and power."

In that chamber, hearts swelled with affection as they witnessed Rhaella's maternal devotion bloom.

As the doors creaked open, King Aerys entered, accompanied by their firstborn, Rhaegar. "You have a princess, my king," the maester announced, and all bowed as Aerys approached.

Little Rhaegar scampered forward, his eyes wide with wonder at his new sibling. "She's so small," he marveled, peering down at Rhaenyra with awe.

The queen chuckled softly, then glanced anxiously at her husband. Aerys's expression was inscrutable, betraying no disappointment, yet holding no visible joy either. Her heart sank—would he not embrace their daughter as he had their son?

Suddenly, a smile cracked across Aerys's face, dispelling their fears. A collective sigh of relief swept through the room as he extended his arms.

"What name have you chosen?" he inquired, his voice gentle as he cradled the infant.

"Rhaenyra Targaryen," Rhaella replied, her relief palpable. "A name of power and beauty."

"Perfect," Aerys murmured, gazing at his daughter with a father's tenderness. Turning to Rhaella, he added, "She possesses your beauty."

Then, addressing his children, he continued, "Rhaenyra, I am your father." The baby gazed up at him, and a smile curved her lips—a true scion of House Targaryen, with pale skin, silvery hair, and eyes of lilac.

"And this is your brother, Rhaegar," Aerys went on, adjusting so Rhaegar could better see. "He will protect you, as will we all."

Rhaegar beamed with pride, eager to embrace his role.

"Princess Rhaenyra of House Targaryen," the King proclaimed with joy, as if he already sensed the weight of destiny upon his daughter’s shoulders.

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[sasha-naell]

Our favorite asoiaf families at Christmas :

The Baratheons always spend one year with the Estremonts and one year with the Targaryens (the last family of Steffon). This year it's the Targaryens

Steffon will discover at the same time as the children the gifts that “he and Cassana” bought

Rhaegar and Robert will fight about 15 times: one will end up hurting and the other will be punished

Stannis will hide a good part of the party which will scare his parents because they can no longer find him

Rheagar will get a new wooden sword and his first and only instinct will be to test it on his cousin's head.

Tywin, Joanna and the twins won't come until the 25th for dessert and will still manage to get into trouble with everyone (Cersei said she didn't like Stannis because he's ugly).

Aerys will make a surprisingly delicious dessert

Cersei brags all afternoon about having seen Santa Claus in person (it was Kevan with a beard)

Robert accidentally ended up with Stannis' gift and had books and a stuffed animal. He's not a very good actor.

Joanna insult Aerys because of a very unwelcome comment and everyone agreed with her

Jaime will just run around screaming because he ate too much sugar

Robert sat on his mother's lap, fell asleep and didn't move again even when she put him in bed at the end of the evening

Steffon cried a lot before going because he was stressed, then when leaving because he was sad (and extremely overstimulated)

Rhaella and Cassana will start putting away the children's toys while they sleep but end up playing with them

Tywin will say several times that they should never have come but will cherish this memory (without ever admitting it)

Happy Christmas to everyone who celebrate it !!

[ashblooddragons]

Fic schedule!

Mondays are for This Mysterious Love (Daemon x Alicent)

Tuesdays are for La Danse Macabre (Aemond x Valaena Velaryon)

Wednesdays are for The Red Queen (Daemon x Reader)

Thursdays are for Tides Of Love (Laena x Daemon)

Fridays are for My Heart, My Ruin (Maegor x Rhaella)

Sundays for oneshots requests are open if you want to make a request go to my ask

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House of the dragon Season 2 Episode 3

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Some ASOIAF books' characters face claims - my take ( part 2 )

Jon Snow ~ Henry VII in the White Princess

Alicent Hightower ~ Ellen Terry's Lady Macbeth

Helaena Targaryen ~ This Ophelia artwork below :

Sansa Stark ~ This Pre Raphaelite art below :

Aegon I Targaryen ~ Henry Cavill in The Witcher

Rhaella Targaryen ~ Charlize Theron's Evil Queen

Arya Stark ~ Basically this :

Alerie Hightower ~ Elizabeth Boleyn in The Other Boleyn girl

Loras Tyrell ~ George Boleyn in The Other Boleyn Girl

Ygritte ~ Basically this :

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2 - One Day It'll Be Just You and Me

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Part 3

The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

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Breaking through the clouds I soar down towards the castle courtyard where we kept our dragons at. My dragons wings raised down, throwing some dust when her feet were planted and I brushed hair out of my eyes seeing my brother Rhaegar coming over to me watching with a huge grin on his face. “I assume you had quite some fun out there riding.”

“Indeed I did, brother. I rarely ever get to escape these walls flying on Amethyst.” I slid down her right wing, getting some mud stains on my boots when I landed in a puddle of water. Sticking my tongue out at him I teased. “Don't lie. I know you need an escape as much as I do.”

“I never said that I didn't enjoy it.” Rhaegar changes the tone in his voice reminding me that we still have to worry. “Regardless of how free we feel, it could be dangerous. If father finds out especially-”

“Rhaegar!” I growled underneath my breath at him.

He dropped his shoulders knowing that his tendency to worry too much would get old between him and I. I wanted him to just live in the moment with me instead of having his head stuck in a book or worrying about father’s stability as king. For he could not even ascend the throne till he died so there was nothing more for him to do. “I’m just thinking of us and our safety, your safety especially. You’ve heard how he treats our mother, imagine what he would do to you.”

“I don’t want to imagine it everyday, brother!” I raised my voice at him clutching my hands into fists at my sides. “Look if anyone asks what I was doing I’ll tell them I came to watch you fly above the Red Keep and get some fresh air. I was absolutely not riding a dragon myself. Are you happy now?”

His purple eyes lifted up and over the top of my head speaking about someone off in the distance coming over to us. “You’re my little sister and I’ll always worry about you. But I must admit I am happy to see he is coming to look out for you when I must check on my wife.”

“Jaime!” Whipping my head around his name flew from my lips with such cheer.

The golden lion gave my brother and I each a bow of respect. “Good morning, my prince, my princess.”

“I'll leave you two alone. Elia and I need to take care of some things for Dorne.” My brother disappeared, turning on his heels for the castle entrance.

Jaime tilted his head seeing the expression on my face was worrisome to him. “What’s troubling you, Vaella. It's starting to show on your beautiful face.”

“My brother's constantly worried about my father going mad. I just want to enjoy my life, for example riding my dragon without having to worry will my father ground me from riding her ever again.” Throwing my hands up from my sides I huffed.

The Lannister knight wasn't sure what he could truly do for the princess he served except to offer sympathy. “I'm sorry you feel that way. Maybe one day things won't be like this and you won't feel so um-”

“Trapped.”

He nodded back yes. “Exactly, if the old gods and new are kind to you of course.”

“If I'm ever so lucky in their favor I'll gladly accept the idea of freedom. So long as you get to join me.” Jaime smiles down at me watching me cross my arms over my chest wondering what it would be like to not be trapped inside the Red Keep.

Sitting at one of the bar stool seats I pushed ten gold coins towards the center of the table holding my cards close to my chest. I was wearing a dark red dress with a slit at my right knee that had no sigal attached to it. “Oh darn I don’t have enough for a full deck. Whatever shall I do?”

“You’re bluffing.” One man said to me with his four friends.

I clicked my tongue, throwing my hair around in my face with a flirting look. “Oh what. None of you are brave enough to fight me for my cards to prove I’m wrong.” I had two strands twisted into a braid at the front with the rest of my hair covered by a dark brown bandanna tied up into my hair to conceal my very obvious appearance of being a Targaryen.

“You haven’t lost the last two games we’ve played.” Another guy said knowing they’d soon be out of money. These four men never thought that a simple tavern bartender lady would be this good at poker. But I had been taught by the best youngest Lannister.

The man sitting in the middle scooped up his coins heading towards the exit. “I’m tired of this.”

“Wha - where are you going. We haven’t finished. You - you think I’m gonna behead you or something if you lose or win.” I slur some of my words picking up my cup of wine, downing half of it in one sweep. “I want a full table. I want everyone at this table!”

“Where is Clarrise Arther?” I recognized the male voice that came through the loud crowd of people inside the tavern.

The owner pointed in my direction. “She’s right there, Ser Jaime.”

“Excuse me jents, but it is the end of her shift so this game must end tonight I’m afraid.” Jaime pushed through the crowd with his golden armor of the Kingsguard brightening in the burning candle lights inside the tavern.

Throwing back the remainder of my drink I licked my lips feeling a little tipsy when he tried to tug me by my arm to leave the table. “You’re scaring away my opponents.”

“With your track record you would have beat them in the next three cards.” He responded by looping my arm through his seeing I wasn’t good with my balance.

I corrected him with a cocky smile. “I already had a full house in one move.”

We made our way through the tavern and upstairs to the private rooms me and the other owner had since it was where we lived. Jaime’s younger brother had made a deal for my safety in exchange for a large sum of Lannister gold at the end of every month to pay the rent. Stepping inside my small room I closed the door and locked it once Jaime had entered inside leaving the noisy downstairs voices out in the hallway. “So what is the news of John Arryn’s death?”

“There will be a ceremony at the capitol tomorrow morning. But I already told you that you had nothing to worry about from him.” He answered my question.

I throw my hands up and away from my sides whispering nervously under my breath. “We need to be afraid. John Arryn was friends with Lord Owen Merryweather.”

“I still don’t see what the problem is.”

Putting a hand to my forehead I sighed heavily. “Owen Merryweather was my fathers hand when your father stepped down. He saw you helping me escape with Tyrion once you killed my father and sat down on the Iron Throne. What if he ended up telling someone?”

“But who would he tell?”

Meeting his deep green eyes I muttered the king's name. “Robert Baratheon.”

“If he told the king both of our heads would be secured on the city gates by now.” Jaime slowly walked forward running his hands up and down my arms trying to calm my nerves. “Whatever John Arryn knew and didn’t know died with him. And Robert will choose a new Hand of the King someone to do his bidding while he’s off fucking boars and hunting whores, or is it the other way around?”

I giggled looking up into his eyes with a smile gracing my lips. “Jaime.”

“There’s my princess’s smile.” He chuckled, nuzzling his nose against my own. I raised my hand hitting him lightly across the cheek where he sent me a smirk turning his face back towards me.

“You know I hate you calling me by my title, Lannister.”

Jaime didn’t drop his smirk touching my nose with his a second time. “My princess.”

“What did I just tell you!” I made my hands into fists punching his chest thankful that he had removed his armor so I didn’t injure myself. Which left him in his light gold tunic and trousers with black boots.

Jaime allowed me to punch him lightly for a few seconds before he snagged my left wrist twirling me around where my back was to his front. “Vaella, I swear to you I won't let anything bad happen to you.”

“Mmm - you can't guarantee that.” I held back a moan when he kissed my neck lightly.

He nuzzles my hair vowing to me. “Yes I can. I did so after I had to murder your father and I will continue to do so.”

“But what if someone figures us out?”

He spun me around resting his right hand to my cheek. “No one will find out and if they do I'll be there to protect you. One day it'll be just you and me with no one coming to kill us.”

“Thank you, Jaime.” Wrapping my arms around his neck I buried my face underneath his chin and he buried his face in the crook of my neck doing the best he could to keep me safe.

[ladystarksneedle]

The Tragedy of Rhaena Targaryen and her girls

Rhaena's relationship with her daughters was very tragic. Scarred by the death of her brother Aegon, whom she seemed to have loved in her own way, she's never the same again, as her younger brother, King Jaehaerys later says upon her death "My sister died the day my brother was killed beneath the God's Eye".

Her relationship with Aerea, whom she keeps close to her, seems tense despite the fact that the two have quite similar personalities and could have gotten along very well under different circumstances. Perhaps she was so traumatised by all the havoc Maegor wreaked on her and her family, that she became cold and could never show affection/relate to Aerea and love her in the way she needed to be loved. This leads her to act out, as any normal teenager would, claim Balerion in a feat of bravery and set out on an adventure? (or perhaps it was Balerion who decided to embark on that deathly trip to the ruins of Valyria). Either way mother and daughter ruin the chance of having a healthy relationship similar to what takes place with her own mother, Alyssa Velaryon.

Alyssa and Rhaena too become estranged and never truly reconcile with one another (Rhaena never gets to say goodbye to both her mother and her daughter on their deathbeds.)

History or rather tragedy seems to repeat itself with grandmother and granddaughter.

Her other twin daughter, Rhaella, who was sent off to Oldtown to become a septa also never gets a chance to truly connect with her till Aerea's death, after which Rhaena begins visiting her each year on Dreamfyre, till she physically cannot.

Rhaena Targaryen loses the love she could have had with both of her daughters due to the cruelties of fate and circumstance, as well as her own inability to cope with it (understandably so).

[spearsndragons]

HOURGLASS: Act I

“What’s your end goal here, Elia?”

To avenge myself and my children. To rid unworthy men of significant power. To ensure a realm where innocent blood does not water our soil.

“I’m tired of war,” Elia said. “I’ve been given this life to make things right. But we cannot move forward without removing the weeds by the roots, lest they fester again.”

this post will be updated as the story progresses! as always, thank you for the endless love and support.