#sarra x larys

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Mormont OC! I've been thinking about my Mormont babe, so I must be told about yours

Kiss your forehead I am happy to oblige😌

Sarra Strong née Mormont

Sarra is the daughter of Lord Bennard Mormont and his wife, Mellara Mallister. She is Kaleb’s cousin on his mother’s side, as her father and his mother are siblings.

Quiet and reserved but beautiful, Sarra was well sought after, not just by the lords of the North. One of her suitors was Larys Strong, the crippled heir of Harrenhal. Sarra was not scared away by his condition nor his demeanor, willing to accept him as he was without judgment and treat him like an actual person, and that was enough for him to ask for her hand. Her parents eagerly agreed, and by the age of 15 (?) she had become Lady Strong and was whisked away to King’s Landing.

Sarra wasn’t exactly thrilled with the match but she did her duty and believed that perhaps she could someday grow to truly love her husband. And to some extent, she did. Larys admired her hidden cunning and quiet nature, as Sarra did his. They respected each other, and they did love each other in their own ways. But it was ultimately not enough.

Things only got worse when Sarra lost their first child, a son. The couple was devastated. Twice more, Sarra became pregnant with sons, and twice more, she lost them. Eventually, she did have a child with Larys, a daughter named Elyana. But no sons came from their union. It seemed as if the gods had cursed her to never have an heir.

While her husband was a part of the Small Council, Sarra served as one of Alicent’s ladies. She was a close companion and confidant of the queen, and her close relation to Kaleb certainly helped. If anyone could keep the queen’s secrets, it was Sarra.

During the Dance, Sarra plotted alongside her husband and Alicent. She wanted to keep her daughter, and Helaena’s, who she knew were her cousin’s grandchildren, safe at all costs.

Things changed for Sarra when Gwayne Hightower arrived in King’s Landing. The two were instantly smitten with one another, and Sarra began to meet him in secret (although Larys was well aware of what she was doing). He gave her something her husband could not, excitement and affection. And it certainly helped that he was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on.

At some point, Sarra became pregnant with Gwayne’s children, and she later gave birth to the twins, Arra and Rodrick Waters. Larys knew of their true parentage.

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Sarra witnessed Gwayne being murdered during the Sack of King’s Landing, as she had been running to find him, and was killed shortly afterwards in the chaos.

Larys had her buried at Harrenhal and wore black for weeks after her death. He would not admit it, but he had loved her dearly and felt her loss like an open wound.

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The White Dragon (30)

30. All roads

MASTERLIST

Summary: All roads lead to Harrenhal 

Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader

Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, injury, burns, dragon fire, death, violence, armies, death, war and all that comes with it. Character death (technically a character?)

Might miss some warnings but you know what this is about :)  

+18, MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 4k

Notes: One of the most awaited (even for me) chapters, LET'S ROCK AND ROLL PEOPLE LET'S DO THISSSS

Soft snow fell over Winterfell, for the Strong children, their favorite new thing, catching snowflakes with their tongues and being the first one to walk over a new trail of that sugary looking powder.

Sarra, who had been accompanying them and taking care of them, had an embroidery lesson, so she sent one of her ladies with the children as they played in the Godswood, the safest place in all of Winterfell.

The kids were in the middle of a snow war, running and giggling all around the trees. The Lady had surrendered already, sitting by the entrance to the Goodswood, waiting patiently as she read.

The kids ran, and played, throwing snowballs and giggling. Saera, two years older, took the lead, running faster than her baby brother. She looked back to see if he was following her, so she didn’t pay attention to where she was going, until she crashed into something… or someone.

When Saera looked up with those big purple eyes of hers, she met with only one in turn. Aemond was looking down at her with severity.

“Uncle Aemond?”, she asked, “what are you doing here?”, she smiled at him, with a toothless smile, and her bright eyes, “do you want to play with us?”, she asked.

But Aemond didn’t answer, he just looked at the little girl with a dead expression in his eye, and a thin line as his lips

“Uncle?”

Aemond woke up panting, his heart beating out of his chest. Why did he dream about his nephews? how? why? it felt so real… he had never been in the north, but somehow he knew perfectly well where he was. 

His baby nephews… 

“Where are Saera and Vaegor?”, Aemond asked hours later, as a servant was fixing his armor. Larys shook his head. He had the Strong summoned that morning, as he was preparing himself to march on Harrenhal

“They are not in Harrenhal”, he said with that unsettling smile

“They could be in Dragonstone”, he whispered

“I believe my sister by law took measures to protect them”, he said, “birds told me they saw the children riding north with the twins…”, Aemond’s breath got caught in his throat. “May I ask why do you care about their whereabouts?”, he asked. But Aemond didn’t answer. The truth was that he didn’t truly wanted to murder his baby nephews, they were innocent, if things went terribly wrong in Harrenhal, he wouldn’t want them to be left alone, at the end of the day, they just might be all he had left of his extended family. 

Aemma’s baby brother and sister

“Are you sure you want to march on Harrenhal?”, asked Larys. Aemond looked at him in the corner of his eye

“I am”, he said firmly, “Do you care about what happens there?”

“No”, he said with that same smile. Great, because now, he didn’t care either. 

The Baratheon army had marched before him, he was going to take only a few hours on Vhagar

The Strongs were going to surrender or he was going to slay their dragons and burn their people. 

This had to end.

“The Royal and the Baratheon army are marching upon us”, said Maekar out loud, lords from the Riverlands all around him, including Cregan, who had arrived with half his army. The winter wolves, and his brother, where being held in any small town they passed

The greens haven't managed to persuade the great houses of the Riverlands, but the small towns were a different matter, they had met resistance at every turn… not enough to dwindle their forces, but enough to delay them… Rhaegar didn’t want and shouldn’t burn all the small towns of the Riverlands, so their march, was being heavily delayed

So Maekar in Aerion was going to face Aemond in Vhagar alone, he didn’t want to send word to Rhaegar either, he wanted to spare his brother

The Tullys did manage to arrive, so the forces were almost aligned if not for Vhagar. 

“We are going to meet them here”, he pointed a point in the King’s Road, a few miles towards King’s Landing, “when they are marching through this point we will be able to wait for them from the highground, and charge them from there, take them by surprise, push them against the God’s eye”

“Agree, we will take the fight off of Harrenhal”, said Cregan

“What about the Dragon?”, asked another

“I will face Vhagar”, he said firmly, “as you, I will hope to fly higher than him, and faster, the surprise factor is essential”, he said, he sensed his father by his side tense, he had been begging him for days to reconsider, he had even send word to Dragonstone for backup from Daemon or whoever, Dragonstone had no answered. And they stood alone against the largest dragon in the world

After the meeting, Maekar had to contain himself not to run towards the room, he entered after knocking gently, and he found Helaena there, knitting while her children plated safely

“I still think you should ride North”, he said gently, walking towards her and kneeling by her side, she smiled gently at him caressing his cheek, “with the children, Cregan already said you could go to Winterfell, and my siblings are there”

“I need to be here” she said gently, “trust me”. And Maekar did, grabbing her hand gently and placing swift kisses all over her palm and the back of her hand

“I’m sorry for everything”, he whispered, “I should have taken you with my sister as soon as the war broke out”

“This what was meant to happen”, she whispered with a smile, “don’t worry”, she looked so calm, so serene, that Maekar didn’t know if to think that she truly know everything was going to be alright, or if she had finally lost her mind

Either way, the victor of this gruesome battle were not going to hurt her, if it was Aemond, he would spare her, if they were the ones, he would finally love her freely, marry her even

But war was so cruel, and she was just a girl. a girl with children of her own.

“They are coming”, he said simply, “We are marching to meet them in the field now”. Helaena looked at him booth her big eyes, she leaned in and kissed him in his head

“The spools of green and the spools of black will make spools of red”, she whispered

“I love you”, he whispered, frowning, analyzing her words, the blacks, the greens, will they make red? blood red? Will they all be doomed?

“I love you too”, she whispered against his forehead

“If I shall perish in the battlefield today, I will find you in the next life, so we could spend it together as the Gods owes us”, she simply nodded

“I will have you in this life”, she whispered. For a second he did want to take her and leave, together, with the children. He had loved her in secret for many years, their love only consummated after she bore her youngest son Maelor. She loved him back, and he was grateful, even if he had her for barely a day. He would have rather die today, than having a lifetime without her

“I will try”, he promised, kissing her one last time, and with that terrible forecast, he abandoned the room not before he greeted the children as well, who hugged him tightly. Helaena had a dragon, but she couldn’t fight, he would die before he put her in harm’s way… Dreamfyre though… he shook his head 

He had his home, his love, his family to fight for, he will fight until his last breath. 

He exited the White hall, to meet all captain and leaders of the army, they were arming themselves, in front of him, all over the valley in front of his home, they were thousand of campaign tents, the coat of arms of great houses of the North and the riverlands flew freely, the day was grim, gray, it was not going to rain but the cloud closed the sky over you

House Strong’s banner fluttered alongside his siblings’ sigil, the one Aemma had created one day, and Rhaegar and himself had taken as his own. That symbolized them, the Strong Targaryens, it brought him comfort. 

He felt the hand of his father on his shoulder

“I love you son”, he whispered, and Maekar’s heart broke because it sounded like a goodbye

“I love you too father”, they shared a big hug as they pat each other's back

“Please, if it gets too dangerous, please, retreat”, he whispered, “there is no shame in surrendering… it means you get to live to fight another day”, he said reassuringly

“I’m afraid that is not our way, father”, he whispered. His father, Harwin, released him, and Maekar faced Cregan

“I believe your mother would be against this”, he said firmly, “but then she would be very proud”, he said with a shy smile

“I believe so too”, he muttered, then his face got all serious, “I will distract Vhagar as you face the army, I’m afraid that is all I can do, we will trust your battle skills”, he said

“And that will be enough”, he said firmly, “Only distracting the largest dragon in the world will be a feat that will put your name in all the songs to be sung and the stories to be told”, he said firmly.

And after exchanging significant looks and pleading eyes from his father, he called in his dragon Aerion

He had grown, as Karnax did, they were as big as Meleys, with 19 years after they hatched. They have outgrown Syrax, and almost as Caraxes, their size rushed by years in the wild as he would have them, never resting in the pit, but flying freely and hunting for his own survival. 

He caressed his snout gently

“You know what we are about to do…”, he said firmly, “It was an honor being your rider”, he greeted. Aerion growled loudly, cheering the troops who clapped and cheered back. Maekar climbed onto his dragon’s back, placing the straps tightly against his thighs

“Sôbês Aerion!”, and the dragon took flight easily 

Under him, the troops began to march towards the accorded place, they were going to set a trap for the enemy army, as Maekar was going to distract Vhagar and prevent him from burning their own army. 

He was so nervous his body stiffened atop his saddle, he cursed and called himself weak. He was afraid… was he weak?

No, he decided, he was not going to fly away and cower, no, he was frightened, but he was going to fight until his last breath. That was being brave, he thought with a self calming smile

As philosophers would say, “bravery can only appear in the presence of fear”

He would say that his uncle wouldn’t hurt him, that they were friends, but he also killed his mother, so who knows what he was truly capable of? He expected no amnesty, no kindness, he expected fire and blood. And that is what his uncle was going to get in return

Fire and blood

The war, battles itself were sickening, but perhaps what was worse were the hours before the battle itself. Was he insane? probably, but the battle was imminent and he wanted it to start at once, he was tired of waiting, it was driving him insane. Live or die, it was already fated, but he wanted it to start at once. 

Lucky… or not… the army reached the desired point, a valley that ended in the lake named God’s eye, in the middle of the valley the King’s road passed, so the army was certain to take this road. And they will be waiting for them here

Harwin on one side of the army, commanded everyone to spread out, the Road was narrow, so the Green forces were likely to spread in a thin line, and if they were all spread, they were not going to be burned as easily, he thought bitterly. On the other side, Cregan was doing the same. 

Scouts came galloping to meet the right flank of the army, where Harwin stood

“They are hours away Ser Harwin”, he muttered, “they are led by Ser Criston Cole, and Lord Borros Baratheon himself”, he said hurriedly, “we have not seen the dragon”

“Go to Cregan Stark and repeat the tale”, he said, and the rider did gallop away.

Harwin knew better than to be happy about the news, dragons were quick and their Queen could appear at any moment. As proof of it, he looked into the skies and found no sign of his own son

Aemond flew atop Vhagar, above the King’s Road up North. His body shakes with anticipation of the battle to come. He does not know what he faces… will Daemon be there? He hoped so, he knew, according to scouts and spies, that Maekar was surely on Harrenhal, and Rhaegar was not able to meet him. 

Only his oldest nephew then…

Days ago he would have landed Vhagar on the ground, wait for his nephew to come to him and strike a deal, a treaty, isolating them from the blacks, leaving Harrenhal alone, but his heart was broken and his mind was clouded with loss and grief

He cared no longer for what ensued, the loves of his life were gone.

His Aemma, his Helaena, and his nephews, the representation in flesh and bone of innocence and goodness. 

Lost in his thoughts he didn’t realize how much time had passed. Soon, Aemond saw the army marching underneath him, and beyond, the God’s eye, it was truly a beautiful sight to be sure, but then, he saw a silver line of…

He couldn’t alert the army, not from up there

The Northerner and the Riverland army descended upon the Green forces, their impulse helped by the short hill, they roared ferociously as they charged at them, succeeding in taking them by surprise. 

The collision was brutal, they knocked down the first improvised line of defense, killing them almost instantly and then went on to charge against the second line. 

Aemond descended upon the enemy army, or at least he intended to, but was attacked on his own, by Aerion

He could only hear a distant Dracarys!, over the growling of the blue beast, and a fire blinded Vhagar only for a second, making her growl. A horrible sense of already living this scenario washed over him, and Vhagar twisted in the sky, looking for the dragon that harmed her. But Aerion was fast, losing himself already in the clouds above them

Vhagar had now a burn on her snout, and she was growling furiously as she ascended even more to look for the one that harmed her 

“MAEKAR!”, he screamed, “Bend the knee! nephew!”, he said at the top of his lungs, searching for him amongst the clouds, “I wish not for your death, on the contrary!” 

“Where is my sister?”, he heard, and he swallowed, hard

“Let’s talk, nephew!”, he encouraged, Vhagar wanted the contrary, wining underneath him

And then he saw Aerion flying above him. He was still half his size, but it was still impressive, Aerion was much bigger than dragons twice his age. He disappeared again, he was toying with Aemond as he toyed with Jacaerys that fatidic day

Maekar did wanted to talk to him, but for Vhagar it was already too late, she wanted the dragon that dare to breathe fire against her Queen

Soon she had him in her sight and it was already too late, she started the chase, and even if Aerion was faster, he couldn't hide anymore. 

“Fuck fuck fuck”, Maekar cursed against his breath, making his dragon fly downwards, he hoped that Vhagar will fall faster than him against the ground, that was approaching him at alarming speed. As Vhagar was about to bite into his dragon’s tail, he averted it, flying upwards again. 

They now flied so close to the ground that it was almost dangerous, and Vhagar was soon closing in on him again 

On the ground, the armies fought fiercely, the Greens, with the high number, had recuperated and charged against their enemy with ferocity. “Ours is the fury” was the Baratheon motto and they took it to earth

And then.

A loud roar made the waters of the God’s eye shake like it was an earthquake, even the floor seemed to shake. Harwin, as he was cutting down Barattheon soldiers stopped, as did everybody, looking up in the skies, Vhagar was chasing Aerion but even those dragons seemed to be rattled by the warning of a even more fearsome beast 

It was not Vhagar

It was not Aerion…

The white demon opened the skies with her bast wings, roaring as loudly as thunder

Harwin could not believe was he was seeing

No, it couldn’t be, he has probably been struck down and he was dead, his wife had come to collect him 

Aemond looked back, and above him, and he also questioned his sanity

No it can not be

Vhaelar, the white demon descended upon him as an eagle would swarm in to catch his prey, he could not stop it, the huge claws on her legs clinged onto Vhagar’s right wing, and her huge jaws closed into his left wing

Vhagar whined under him, a shriek, a sound so abnormal with pain and imminent death that it shook the armor of every soldier in the battle, she could no longer keep itself in the air, and for better or worse, the ground was so close the fall was lesser than the Red Keep height… 

The adrenalin in his body prevented him of feeling how he collided atop his beast on the hard floor, Vhagar fell over the army’s carts, thousand of pieces of wood and spears burried themselves on her old skin

Vhaelar released Vhagar before she collided, and kept herself flying above the agonizing dragon. You breathed heavily, praying your brother did survive it, you dragon as the white dragon growled victoriously. You saw your son, Maekar, flying over you

Maekar had never been so happy, even there in the midst of battle, he screamed in happiness. but the battle was not over yet. He descended upon the army, and set fire to their rearguard, one time he flew above them, unknown to him at the time, Criston Cole burn to death under Aerion’s flames… and the Green army stopped fighting. They surrendered right there

They all saw Vhagar fall, they all saw the return of the White Dragon, the princess who had gone back from the dead

So they dropped their swords as the princess climbed down from her dragon, only a few yards away from the already warmer heat of battle.

Maekar descended quickly, and you were the one who reached for him, hugging him tightly against you

“My son”, you cried, tears of pure relief falling down your cheeks, “my boy, are you harmed?”, you asked, releasing him and cradling his face with your hands

“No mama”, he cried of pure happiness, “you are alive!”

“I am alive!” 

You turned towards Vhagar, as she drew her last breath, the Queen of dragons had perished.

Aemond released himself, impressively unharmed, and he, despite his trembling legs, was able to descend to the ground, amidst smoke and broken wood

His hand caressed Vhagar as he walked, one last time, until he could surround her, seeing over the small hill, you. 

You were going to walk towards him, as he was going to walk towards you, his mind confused, he thought he was hallucinating

He had not killed you, but when you realize your daughter was dead you will gladly go to kill him. So Aemond walked hastily towards you, so you unsheathed your Valyrian steel sword to face him, Aemond, unsurprisingly, did the same.

“I don’t know if my mind's playing tricks on me!”, he said, about to cry

“I am not a illusion but a reality”, you said back, preparing to fight him

“no!”, said Maekar, placing himself between you. “Enough! I just got you back, I’m not going to lose you again mother”, he whispered, “Uncle, enough”

“Sister”, he said, his hold on his sword trembling, “I thought I…”

“Vhaelar saved us”, you told him, “but we were stranded in Tarth for weeks”, you said firmly, as you stopped being on guard, lowering your sword

“I am so glad”, he responded, dropping his sword to the floor in front of him. He, Aemond Targaryen, was dragonless once again, but in turn, he was not a Kinslayer, but he also had lost…

His thoughts were interrupted by another dragon that roared in the sky, and as Harwin and Cregan were taking Lord Borros’ surrender, Dreamfyre flew above them and towards the group

Aemond could not believe it, and you couldn't neither, your body tensing as you saw the dragon who was supposed to be allied to the greens, but your son squeezed your hands reassuringly 

“It’s Helaena mother, she was with us in Whitehall”, he said

“What?” Aemond asked, “why is Helaena here? she was dead!”

“Dead?”, asked Maekar  

Helaena landed right next to you all

“Brother enough!”, demanded Helaena, from atop her dragon, Aemond stopped his movements, “It’s enough!”, she repeated, her voice stronger as she ever sounded, she descended Dreamfyre, as you met your half-sibling, alongside Maekar, you sheathe your sword

The silence was deafening, as you four met

“Sister, you were dead”, he muttered, as he was seeing yet another apparition, “Grandfather told me… I saw you…”, she shook her head, and Aemond went in and hugged her tightly against his chest, “they told me an assassin came in the night and took you”, he cried. He was so relieved but still, his mind was in the brink of collapse

“Daemon send assassins”, Maekar told you, and you looked at him widely, “he send assassins to kill Jaehaerys”, he told you with a broken voice

No

This was sick. 

Was your uncle so depraved? that he would send an assassin to murder an innocent child?

Aemond released Helaena, caressing her hair, “they told me she and the children died”, he explained, his gaze not separating from his sister, “they told Aemma was slain as well”, he whispered, “are the children alright?”

“They are, and Aemma is alive and well”, she said hastily, “our grandsire told you that to manipulate you”, she said firmly 

“Where is she? Where is my daughter? Is she alright?”, you asked with urgency

“She is riding East”, she said, “Alongside Ser Steffon, I told her about the battle plans and she wants to intercept the Lannister Fleet before the soldiers reach Highgarden”

“She will find herself caught between the Lannisters and the Hightower army”, Aemond muttered, “she will face two armies, a fleet and Daeron and Tessarion”

“How did she escape the Red Keep?”, you asked, looking at everyone

“That is a long story”, whispered Helaena with a shy smile, “I will tell it to you”

“But we must reach Aemma”, you murmured then, “she cannot face them alone”

“I have to go”, said Aemond, and you looked at him, “to stop the armies”

“So you can take her prisoner again?”, you asked

“No!”, he answered, placing Helaena behind him, “this is over!”, he said firmly, “I don’t wish to serve my sick brother, not my Grandfather, the true manipulator and originator of this madness, he made me believe all the people I loved were dead, so he could use me to kill the remaining family I held dear to my heart, my allegiance to that monster is over”, he sentenced 

“Well I don’t want to serve Rhaenyra, or her child-murdering husband either”, you said in turn, and you all exchanged looks 

“So we are done serving Kings and Queens we don’t even believe in?” asked Aemond, “what do we do next?”

“My priority is my family”, you said, “my children, fuck the rest of them”

“Fuck him” whispered Aemond, “We made promises but never to one another, the true deserving parties in all of this”

“So I swear not to move against you brother, or you, my dear sister”

“Nor I shall move against you”, he said firmly, “If Aegon and Rhaenyra want to fight, they can do it against themselves, for themselves”, you nodded

Helaena then walked towards Maekar, and he embrace her and kissed her gently

“Well, that is new”, you whispered, and then Aemond and you exchanged looks

“I will set this straight, send the armies home, or take them prisoner, whichever”, you said, “I will go for my son Rhaegar, bring him home as well… and then the three of us could…”

“I will go and get my Aemma”, he said firmly

“And how do you plan on doing that?” you asked

“I don’t know”, he admitted, you both looked at Vhagar

 “You will need a dragon”, you said, “another dragon, clean of our family’s blood”

“Agree”, he whispered

More notes: WE ARE BACK WITCHESSSSSS 

I had that scene in my head, an unhinged Aemond, unpredictable and torn with grief, riding North to see his nephews… What does he want with them? uffff I had to include it even if it was a little inconclusive 

Was it too rushed? was it? next chapter I will cover how reader reached Harrenhal... how she got out of the island, and the faceoff with Rhaenyra, I just wanted to show her appearing there first hehe, you know I'm a sucker for theatrics

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also Sarra Mormont lore dump?

Thanks so much for the second ask! So, I actually already did a lore dump for her here, but I’ve been thinking about her a lot so I still have a lot of Sarra lore to talk about! Specifically, I’ll talk about her romantic relationships this time!

Sarra x Larys

Sarra’s marriage to Larys is first and foremost one of political advantage. Her mother is a Mallister, thus allying the two Riverlands houses, and her father has both Mormont and Lannister (albeit Lannisport Lannister) blood as well, both of which are advantageous houses to ally yourself with.

When Sarra first meets Larys, he expects her to be intimidated and disgusted. She is neither of those things. She treats him like an actual person, which is more than he can say for most. Their personalities match, both quiet and reserved but cunning, and they admired each other for their intelligence and wits.

Sarra and Larys were married at Harrenhal when she was about 15-16 years old. Given Larys’ obligations in King’s Landing, Sarra was quickly whisked away from everything she knew to accompany her husband back to the Red Keep.

It takes some time for Sarra to adjust to her new life. It was nothing like the upbringing in the North that she had known, nor the Riverlands she had thought to call her new home. Larys pulls some strings to have her placed as one of Alicent’s ladies. Although she began to settle into her new place, Sarra was never truly happy.

It was during this time that Sarra and Larys also began trying to have children. Sarra had three miscarriages, all of them sons, before she was able to bring a child to term. That child would be a girl, Elyana Strong, her only living child with Larys.

During their time in King’s Landing, and especially after the losses of their sons, Sarra’s relationship with Larys began to grow strained. However, things truly came to a head at the start of the Dance.

Given that Sarra’s own flesh and blood has declared for the Blacks, Larys was not sure how much he could trust his wife. In turn, Sarra became mistrustful of him and increasingly unhappy amongst the Greens.

When she began her affair with Gwayne, she did so in secret, although she knew that Larys would eventually find out. She didn’t really care though. And when Rhaenyra and the Blacks storm King’s Landing, it is Gwayne who she seeks, not Larys.

Sarra x Gwayne

Ah my sweet doomed lovers. Sarra had met Gwayne not long after arriving in King’s Landing, when Otto was Viserys’ Hand the first time around. He was everything that she had ever wanted in a husband - handsome, charming, brave, and valiant. He was everything that Larys was not. Sarra was instantly smitten and sought him out.

Although Gwayne was aware of her affections, and even held some towards her himself, he left her behind to return to Oldtown. He gave her the parting gift of a kiss on the hand, and she rewarded him with her favor (it’s giving Alicent and Criston).

The two would not see each other again until Gwayne returned after the start of the Dance. By then, Sarra was increasingly dissatisfied with her marriage and was filled with desire upon once more laying eyes on Gwayne. It was not difficult for her to charm him, for his heart was already open towards her, even after so many years since their last meeting.

Shortly after his arrival in King’s Landing, the two began their affair. It was fierce and passionate and full of true love, unlike her marriage to Larys. If she could’ve run away with him, she would’ve.

At some point in time (perhaps after they first meet or sometime during the Dance, depending on how long the show draws it out for), Sarra does give birth to two bastard children by Gwayne, Arra and Rodrick. Gwayne knows he is the father and Larys knows he is not.

Alas, the romance of Sarra and Gwayne is cut short when Gwayne is slain during the Sack of King’s Landing, and Sarra is slaughtered as she runs to his corpse, screaming his name on her lips.

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Basic Sarra Mormont Lore (Soaring Higher)

Born: 97 AC

Parents: Bennard Mormont and Mellara Mallister

Siblings: Undecided

Love Interest(s): Larys Strong (husband), Gwayne Hightower (love interest)

Children: Three stillborn sons and Elyana Strong (w/Larys); Arra and Rodrick Waters (w/Gwayne)

Titles: Lady of Harrenhal, Companion of Queen Dowager Alicent Hightower

Weapon(s): N/A

Face Claim: Lea Seydoux

@blankfairy you’ve convinced me of the OC x Larys Strong agenda

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Sarra Mormont + Mabel Waters (kinda like a Catelyn/Jon relationship? like Larys came home with Mabel one day and was like “welp, here’s my bastard! take care of her now!)

Darren Lannister x Jenny Storm

I know I haven’t shared much lore about her but Nadya Dormaire + Cressida Westerling (Nadya as Jaime’s wife and Cressida as Darren’s? Or vice versa?)

Oooo ok I’m so here for all of these

Sarra + Mabel

Ok so I actually think that Sarra wouldn’t have that much of a problem with Mabel, to be honest. I mean, she wouldn’t necessarily be happy that his affair happened, but she wouldn’t be too torn up about it either. I mean, she’s got Gwayne so like who is she to judge.

I think she would maybe be a little resentful of having to take care of a child that isn’t hers at first, but she’d soften pretty quickly and take her in as her own. She might even try to push for her legitimization. I don’t really think she’d feel threatened by Mabel, and her own biological daughter Elyana is in a good enough position (I’m thinking she’s going to be betrothed to Daeron), that she’s not really worried about that either.

Honestly, I think she’d want to be the mother that Mabel doesn’t have, and also to make up for Larys just being Larys to her. She would protect her like she would her own child, and to her, Mabel is that.

Darren x Jenny

Oooo ok I see you with this one after the Victyr and Darren ask.

Going along with that idea, I think that Jenny would likely get involved with Darren to get back at Victyr for his blatant interest and preference for Sansa. I don’t know if she’d want a long term relationship - maybe she would, maybe she wouldn’t, it depends on how Darren treats her and what he wants out of it too, but she’d certainly be open to a fling at the least.

Nadya + Cressida

The bestest girls! I’m sorry but I love the idea of these two together being absolute besties. I think that regardless of which Lannister brother was married to who, Nadya would be very protective of Cressida because I get the sense that she’s a bit more outspoken and feisty than her, although I could be wrong. She would not shy away from lecturing her husband, that’s for sure. And she would always invite her to sit next to her at the Lannister family dinners which I’m sure are entertaining. But yeah I just think they’d get along wonderfully, and Nadya would have such a soft spot for Cressida, especially since they are in somewhat similar situations. I kind of need them to meet now.

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Let me know your thoughts!

I’ve got some ideas for some Team Green OCs in Soaring Higher, but I can’t decide who I actually want to add into the story! If you all could vote on who you’re most interested in, that would be so helpful. Here’s a poll with the options! If you like more than one, please lmk!

(Images of faceclaims included in order!)