#they couldn't take vhagar before the new dragon-riders

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It just occurred to me: why don't they assassinate Aemond? It's not going to be easy but with Aemond dead Vhagar is no longer a threat. The other dragons, even if Sunfyre was alive, don't stand a chance against all the dragons on Team Black.

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Drowning Inside You - Aemon & Ryn

Summary:

All his life, Aemon believed he was going to be an Alpha like his father, but he presents as an Omega and his life falls apart.

Unable to comprehend his presentation, Aemon lives in despair, until his younger sister Ryn becomes an Alpha and Aemon's world changes again.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Warning(s): Self loathing, Despair, Anger, Mention of Self Harm, Eventual Acceptance.

Word Count: 2200

Author Note: An Alpha/Omega Story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

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Aemon smiled as he ran his fingers over the fresh mating mark that graced his neck.

Yesterday he’d married his Alpha sister Ryn and now they were mated for life.

But this wasn’t always what he’d envisioned for himself.

Before his presentation he was convinced that he was going to be an Alpha.

Just like his father, he’d dedicated himself to his education and training with the sword.

He spent hours poring over books and scrolls in the library.

He lingered in the training yard far longer than his older brother.

Vhalarr was the heir to Driftmark, and he was a second son in line to inherit nothing, but he accepted his position in life and vowed to make both of his parents proud.

His Alpha father was a skilled swordsman, and people from all over the seven kingdoms would travel to Driftmark just for the chance to challenge the great Aemond Targaryen.

His father remained undefeated, not even the Rogue Prince and his blade Dark Sister could dent his father’s victories.

Which frustrated his 'step grandfather' very much.

Aemon wanted to be just like his Alpha father, the rider of the mighty Vhagar, Queen of the sky.

Yet the day he presented as an Omega, all his hopes for the future came crashing down.

No, it wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Aemon writhed in agony on his bed as his organs rearranged themselves and the blood from his new womb ran down his thighs.

His Omega mother tried her best to comfort him, but he didn’t want to know.

I’m nothing. I’m weak. I’m a failure.

I should be an Alpha. Not an Omega.

Why have the gods cursed me?

Aemon couldn’t even face his father.

He became convinced that his father would be ashamed of him.

He spent weeks holed up in his chambers, refusing to see anyone.

How am I supposed to live my life now?

I wanted to travel to Essos. To fly with Vhagon over the ruins of Old Valyria.

Now I’ve been reduced to nothing but a prize to be sold off and used for my Valyrian blood.

I would rather die than submit to some fat lord who only sees me as a broodmare.

No. I will run away. I will take my dragon and never come back.

Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, he experienced his first heat, as he was newly presented it only lasted two days, but it was horrible.

That voice inside him yearning desperately for relief.

Clawing and screaming inside his head as he buried his face into his pillows and cried.

Make it stop. Please. I don't know how.

Eventually the Omega inside him quietened down and the longing stopped.

Heats were something he would have to endure alone for the foreseeable future as he didn't want an Alpha.

Mayhaps he should slit his own throat and be done with it.

But he couldn't willingly subject his mother to the pain of a losing a child.

Even if he hated what he'd become, he still loved his mother.

When Aemon did eventually emerge from his chambers, it was with sheer reluctance on his part, but his father had threatened to drag him out by his ears if necessary.

He knew that his mother had just given birth to another pup; a girl named Corla in honour of their great grandsire.

Aemon also knew better than to disobey his Alpha father, and he was rather fond of his ears being attached to his head, so he made the decision to go and see his mother.

She was safe. She was understanding. She would care.

As he entered his parents shared chambers, the scent of fresh milk lingered in the air.

After weeks of self-seclusion, the sight of his Omega mother holding a tiny snivelling pup to her chest was truly something to behold.

As soon as he locked eyes with his mother, he folded to his knees bedside the bed and cried.

“Oh, my sweet boy”

“I-I don’t know how to stop feeling like this” sobbed Aemon.

“It’ll be ok son” whispered Aemond as he knelt down and wrapped his arms around his crying son and held him tight.

“I don’t want to be a disappointment” muttered Aemon.

“You listen to me. Never ever think that. You’re never going to be a disappointment to me or to your mother” replied Aemond.

“Listen to your father sweet boy. We love you more than anything in this world”.

“I know I just-“

“I will admit that you presenting as an Omega was a surprise, but it doesn’t have to mean what you think it does” said Aemond.

“It-it doesn’t?” asked Aemon.

“No. You don’t have to change who you are or what you do. Carry on training with the sword, fly with Vhagon as far as he’ll take you. Just be yourself” replied Aemond.

“What about when I’m older and-“

“If you do not wish to marry, then we shall not force you. It will be entirely your own choice. We just want you to be happy” urged Valaera as she took Aemon’s hand and squeezed it.

“I would be happier if I was an Alpha” mumbled Aemon.

“Do you think me weak?” asked Valaera.

“N-No mother. Never”

“Well, there you go. I am proof enough that an Omega can rise beyond their presentation”.

“Whilst your mother may indeed birth my pups, she also sits the Driftwood throne and is Lady of Driftmark” said Aemond.

“You are Aemon Targaryen, rider of Vhagon and you are everything” exclaimed Valaera as she gently rocked Corla in his arms.

The sound of his mother's soft voice was soothing, it made him feel calm.

“On the morrow you will report to the training yard at first light. You’ve missed many weeks of training, and I shall see it corrected” said Aemond firmly.

“Yes father” replied Aemon.

“Don’t for one second think that I will go easy on you. Because I won’t” retorted Aemond.

I will be like mother, I will do my best and rise beyond my presentation.

Aemon smiled as he felt his father pat him on the back affectionately.

Maybe things were going to be ok after all. 

So, Aemon resumed his training with the sword and after a few weeks, it was like he’d never been away.

If anything, his presentation as an Omega pushed him even further than before and he soon defeated every knight on Driftmark.

Yet his father still reigned as champion. But Aemon was determined, and he vowed that one day he would defeat his father.

Aside from training with the sword, Aemon would spend his days with Vhagon.

Admittedly he did still struggle with the notion that he was indeed an Omega, but his parents and sibling were a constant support and he felt very lucky to have such a family that loved him unconditionally.

Once he thought he’d come to terms with being an Omega, things changed again.

The day his younger sister Ryn presented as an Alpha.

He never gave much thought to his sisters scent before.

But after her presentation, she’d walked past him in the corridor and that’s when he smelled her. It was a combination of the sea and fresh fruit. Entirely unique to Ryn.

It plagued him, every waking second of the day.

When he thought about her, he would feel an odd fluttering sensation in his stomach and his heart would beat faster whenever she was near him.

The pair had been close before either of them presented, but now Aemon was driving himself to madness at the thought of his sister.

One night, he’d caught sight of her emerging from the bath in her chambers and he felt a wet feeling in his small clothes. He realised that what he experienced was arousal and according to a book he found in the library, it was completely normal.

It was shameful. It was indecent. It was depraved.

But Aemon couldn’t stop thinking of how Ryn’s body had looked and how her long wavy brown hair cascaded down her back.

He began touching himself at the thought of Ryn.

He would put his fingers inside himself and imagine that it was her, he would bring himself to peak every time with her name on his lips.

But eventually he became frustrated, being an Omega was hard enough, but now he was having improper thoughts about his sister.

Surely their father would go crazy if he found out.

Aemond Targaryen was widely known to be very protective over his pups. Especially his daughters.

Yet here was his own son, lusting like some unchecked whore over Ryn.

Even worse when he went into heat and Ryn was all he could think about as he writhed around on his bed.

He felt empty and his inner Omega was screaming inside his head.

The need for Ryn was almost unbearable. He cried, screamed and raged for relief.

But it never came, and afterwards he felt so ashamed of himself that he figured it was for the best that he avoided spending time with Ryn.

He declined her invites to go dragon riding, he refused her requests to train, and he most certainly ignored her when she would ask him to go the library with her.

She would stare at him with those big eyes and he would simply shoo her away.

He felt awful, as he knew it was hurting Ryn’s feelings, but he just couldn’t be around her anymore.

Until one day she cornered him outside his room and demanded to know why he was avoiding her.

He couldn’t speak. He just stood there not moving or breathing as she clutched at his leather doublet.

She’s too close. Much too close. I can’t have her near me. She smells so good.

Then she surged forward and kissed him.

It was unlike anything he’d ever felt before.

Her lips were soft and sweet against his.

Growing more confident, Aemon pressed Ryn against the wall and slid his tongue against hers.

Ryn slid her hands in Aemon’s long silver hair and scrapped her nails against his scalp.

“Ryn” moaned Aemon quietly.

“I’ve been wondering what it was like to kiss you” exclaimed Ryn sweetly.

“Y-You have?” asked Aemon.

“Yes, ever since my presentation, your all I can think about. Your scent is driving me crazy”.

"M-My scent?" asked Aemon.

"Sweet like freshly baked lemon cake. I crave you every minute of the day" muttered Ryn.

“I feel the same way about you” muttered Aemon blushing.

“If it’s ok with you. I would like to explore what’s happening between us, We'll go slow and take it one day at a time” said Ryn.

“I would like that” whispered Aemon surprising himself with his rapid agreement.

“I just want you to know that I would never try to change you. I think your prefect, just the way you are” exclaimed Ryn.

She thinks I’m perfect just the way I am. She accepts me. She wants me.

Over the next year, Aemon and Ryn spent as much time together as they possibly could.

Training, reading in the library, flying with Vhagon and Silver and stealing kisses when no one was watching.

Ryn was true to her word, she accepted him for who he was, and in a way, she saved him.

Omega’s were supposed to be soft and submissive, yet Aemon was defiant and strong willed.

Ryn seemed to like that about him.

He fell deeply in love with her and knew there was never going to be another for him.

Aemon never thought he would want to get married, not after his presentation as an Omega, the thought of some Alpha sticking their knot in him made him feel sick to his stomach.

But now, he wanted Ryn to be his Alpha and the thought of her knot, made him happy.

I want to marry her. I want her to mark me. I want to be with her forever.

So, he worked up the courage and asked their father for his permission to marry Ryn.

Which he readily granted. As it turns out their secret relationship wasn’t so secret after all, and their parents had known all along.

“We knew you’d find your way to one another” exclaimed Valaera happily.

With their parents approval, the wedding preparations were well underway.

But Aemon couldn’t shake his anxiety at the thought about consummating the marriage.

He’d never had any experience with sex, and Ryn was his first ever kiss.

So, he decided that he wanted to go to bed with Ryn before they were wed.

It was his choice and whilst it might be considered improper, he didn’t really care.

He loved Ryn and she loved him, and it was because of that love that Aemon had finally accepted who he was.

His parents had tried, but ultimately it was Ryn, and she would have his heart forever.

He’d even suffered through a rather embarrassing conversation with his mother about Alpha coupling’s with male Omega’s, but it was worth it.

When he asked Ryn to take him to bed, she was a little hesitant as she didn’t want to sully his virtue but when he assured her that it was truly what he wanted, she nodded and took him to bed.

He was nervous, but his sister was gentle and patient.

It did hurt a little bit when she first entered him, but the pain soon gave way to pleasure.

The feeling of Ryn inside him was something he would never forget.

She moved slowly savouring their coupling, stroking his pale skin, and placing gentle kisses along his neck.

She was patient and understanding. Taking her time.

The knot hurt, but the feeling of his Alpha pumping full of seed sent him over the edge too.

Being locked together with Ryn was a revelation.

He’d never again be this close to anyone in his life, and he wanted to do it again.

He soon found himself becoming insatiable, they would sneak into each other’s chambers at night and spend most of the night locked together by Ryn’s knot.

She even managed to help him through his heats and what a difference it made.

Before when he'd had his heats, he felt empty and everything hurt, but now he was happy and fulfilled.

If anything it made him fall even more in love with Ryn.

Unfortunately, their secret was soon discovered when their father happened across them when they were in the middle of harassing one of Driftmark's Maester’s for moontea.

Their father actually took it better than they thought he would. Of course, it helped that despite his protective nature, he was weak for his daughters.

Aemon did have to stifle his snigger at his Alpha father's crumbling resolve when Ryn gave him the 'look'.

It was the same look mother would often give him whenever she wanted something.

And it always worked.

The greatest swordsman in the realm reduced to mush by one look from one of the women in his life.

It was truly something to behold, until of course his father made him swear never to repeat to anyone what he'd just witnessed.

Their wedding was almost upon them, but Aemon was in a panic.

His monthly bleeding hadn’t come and now he felt sick.

But I took the tea. 

Didn't I?

He’d seen his mother pupped enough times to know what his symptoms meant but it didn’t stop him from being in denial until he ended up confessing to his mother on the day of his wedding no less.

His mother was understanding and very helpful, especially when it came to discussions of the consummation.

After they’d left the celebrations and retired to their shared chambers for the night, there was a sense of relief in the air.

After tonight they would be a mated pair.

They would give each other the bite and be bound together forever.

Their wedding night was filled with passion and love.

When Ryn sunk her teeth into his mating gland as she knotted him, he could feel her become part of his heart and soul.

Then Ryn offered her neck to him and as the bond snapped into place, he could see the realisation in her eyes.

“Y-Your with child” exclaimed Ryn.

Aemon smiled nodded. He hoped his Alpha wasn’t angry with him for keeping it a secret, but through the bond he knew she was happy, and his Omega purred for the first time.

They fell asleep in each other’s arms, content with the knowledge of their pup’s existence.

Ryn had even placed her hand on his stomach and smiled widely.

Alpha is pleased that I carry her pup.

“I love you” whispered Ryn.

“I love you too my sweet wife” replied Aemon.

Once it hard been hard to ever imagine that he would find himself with child.

Willingly anyway.

But here he was, carrying his Alpha’s first pup.

In the months after the wedding, his stomach began to swell and it suddenly became very real, that he was going to be a mother.

He prayed nightly that he would be just like his sweet mother.

She supported him through the pregnancy and answered every question and worry that he had.

Ryn of course had developed a possessive streak and wouldn’t let anyone within reaching distance of Aemon, especially after an incident that involved his uncle Aegon trying to touch his stomach.

Ryn went berserk and it took two Alpha’s to even hold her back.

All through the pregnancy Ryn was convinced their pup was a boy, but Aemon thought the pup was a girl.

Turns out that Aemon was right and on one stormy night, he gave birth to a girl named Adelynn, who had inherited his mismatched eyes.

As he held his daughter in his arms, Aemon made his peace with the gods and thanked them for allowing his presentation as an Omega.

This was always meant to be.  

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Alicent had seen how her children had descending into despair with Nora's kidnapping, she herself struggled to remain strong for them when she thought about what her beautiful girl would be subjected to under Rhaenyra and Daemon's hands. Aemond was on edge, trying to remain the only one with a strategic mind but was slipping into madness along with Aegon. Since her father had returned to the council he had said what she knew Nora would also say- that they must not hastily rush into battle when emotions run high- it must be a strategic endeavour.

Her poor, sweet Helaena spent days sobbing, and mumbling nonsensically to herself, and Alicent had not felt this helpless since the death of her grandson. Even with Daeron's return, he himself was at odds with Otto who insisted the boy go back to the Reach, yet he insisted that he go to Dragonstone for his big sister. She couldn't let her family fall into shambles, not again. Perhaps her actions were reckless now, too, but she cared not, as the blue cloak covered her hair as she was led into the halls of Dragonstone. She'd left her dearest children sleeping in King's Landing, knowing that one of them was probably in the dungeons of this very stronghold.

It was a long shot, thinking that this would work. That Rhaenyra would believe her. But Alicent knew if she could get Nora out, and back to the capital on her dragon, that her children stood a fighting chance against Rhaenyra, Daemon and their Dragonseeds- especially if she tricked Rhaenyra into thinking that she would the given the city. After all, they had a Dragonseed of their own, did they not? Hugh Hammer resided in chambers at the Red Keep with his wife and daughter, Vermithor's new rider, a dragon which Aemond had explained to her rivalled Vhagar and Cannibal in strength.

"I did not believe it when they told me you were here." Rhaenyra's voice made her turn around. Like was funny indeed- were it months ago, she would have felt something entirely different when she heard that voice. But the loyalties of her girlhood were dead, and only a Mother's loyalties remained.

"Stranger things have happened," Alicent stepped forward. "Like you dressed as a Septa in the Sept of Baelor."

"You think highly of yourself to think that I will not have you join your daughter in the dungeons," Rhaenyra said. "She is-" "Alive? Yes, she is." Rhaenyra replied. "What do you want, Alicent?"

"I did not wish for any of this to happen," She confessed, looking at Rhaenyra. "I- I did not foresee what my children would become- Aemond is..." She hesitated, before taking a deep breath for she knew in her heart despite the words of her mouth that they reigned above everyone else in her heart. "He has become something I dare not speak...and Daenora...her hands are as bloody as her brothers." "Too much has been lost," Alicent told her. "There is little that can be done now," Rhaenyra sighed. "More must be lost before this can all be over-" "But what if...it were not so?" Alicent said. Rhaenyra raised a brow. "Tis imposible-" "Aegon still listens to me...especially with his sister gone," Alicent told her. "He heeds my voice still, I can-" "And you would expect me to let him live? And Aemond, Daeron?" Alicent's eyes closed as she spoke the words that broke her heart to say even if she did not mean them. "The lives of few....for the lives of many- tis a sacrifice we must make."

"I will ensure you are given the city with no bloodshed....if you let me take Helaena and her remaining children and flee. You will never hear of us again. But you must let Nora go, return to King's Landing." Alicent looked into Rhaenyra's eyes. Her former friend remained silent for a moment, before gesturing to the guard at the door. The stood in silence until the guard returned, and Alicent gasped softly- her girl, her beauty, her Nora, in chains, with her riding leathers torn, body bruised- blood and dirt tainted her silver hair. "Mother?" Nora's voice, though weak, still exuded a strength as she did not tremble nor hesitate, and her eyes told the same story. "Wh- what is this?"

Rhaenyra stepped forward, and said to her, "You have spent weeks in my dungeons speaking of how you shall reign down fire and blood on me, and all my children, my family- but even your own mother would hand you up to the executioner's block, in exchange for her own freedom. Even she does not believe in you anymore- she does not believe in Aegon's cause." "No," Nora shook her head. "You lie."

Rhaenyra smirked at Nora, who looked at her mother standing there, silent, not denying Rhaenyra's words.

"Mother?" Nora whispered in a small voice. Rhaenyra walked over to Alicent, and pulled her into a kiss, and though Alicent's heart no longer warmed for Rhaenyra, she kissed her anyway- Nora had to believe it was done, so that she would fight with all she had. "How could you!" Nora screamed. Rhaenyra broke this kiss, and told the guards, "Take her down to the beach and unchain her. Her dragon should be nearby. Then take her chains and place them on the Queen Dowager."

The last thing Alicent saw were the purple eyes of her daughter, brimming with tears- with hurt, betrayal, and anger.

!!!!!!!!! YOU SHOULD WRITE FOR THE SHOW !!!!!!!!

Alicent could not bear to look into her daughter's eyes for much longer as she ducked her head. Gods, what if she was never forgiven?

Rhaenyra's hand moved down her back and she did not feel a thing. It seemed she had completely given her heart to her children - and found herself without upset of that thought

[amethysttide]

Some plot holes created in House of the Dragon so far;

This is not me hating on the show itself or any of the characters btw, I'm enjoying it so far despite the changes but once I started thinking about it I couldn't stop, lol. Reasons to follow the source material fr

SPOILERS FOR THE BOOK LOOK AWAY IF YOU DON'T WANT THEM

1. Leanor's "death". I was actually happy as hell when they let him live and only faked his death because I love Leanor and didn't want that family to suffer more after just losing Laena. Buuut that creates a whole bunch of problems. First, Leanor as a character; he faked his own death to run away right after his parents just lost their daughter, his nieces their mother and his own claimed sons lost their real father. That's lowkey selfish as hell but it can be excused because that's what he wanted for himself, to finally be able to live freely. I can see him making that decision. What can't be excused is him sailing away instead of flying with Seasmoke. Why? Well, to begin with the bond between a dragon and it's rider has been ruined more than once in the show so far and this is one example. Seasmoke knows Leanor is not dead, you can't trick a dragon. Dragons only bond with new riders when they lose their prior ones so Seasmoke won't get a new rider unless Leanor dies off screen wherever he went or they just say fuck it to dragons' loyalty. If Seasmoke doesn't get a new rider, his role in the dance is basically erased and team black loses one rider from their side.

2. The final scene of episode 9, of Rhaenys crashing the coronation. Now this one is a whole bunch of problems and it honestly pisses me off because apparently, someone just decided that it would be badass.

It's a known fact that the townfolk is in favour of the Greens in the book and against Rhaenyra and that scene with Rhaenys gave them all the more reason to be on that side. She killed hundreds, maybe thousands of innocent citizens just to make an entrance.

The entrance of which made no sense btw. Without going into too much detail, later on in the dance the dragon pit will be stormed and the dragons inside will die, some because of the ceiling collapsing on them. Yet, in that scene, Rhaenys flew straight through without her dragon, or herself for that matter how did she not get hurt during that stunt, taking any damage.

There's also the issue about the rest of the dragons that were supposed to be in the pit. Sunfyre, Dreamfyre? Vhagar was surely nearby? And none of these dragons got hurt during the destruction OR EVEN WORSE, CAME TO PROTECT THEIR RIDERS WHO'S LIVES WERE THREATENED?

Then Rhaenys just... Left? Somehow her dragon shrunk in size to get through the doors, LOL. Someone said she didn't kill the noble family because it wasn't her war but like... It is? Her whole family is on that side? Her granddaughters, his son in law, her future grandsons in law, her husband? It IS her war. She did not do anything because that scene never happened in the book and they couldn't fuck up continuity further.

Additionally, in the book, there IS a dragon scene during the coronation. It's between Sunfyre and Aegon. Aegon arguably has the best relationship with his dragon throughout the entire story and they took out any opportunities to show that. Similarly, in the book when Aemond has his eye cut out, Vhagar roars in the distance to show that their new bond is solid.

And again, because of that scene alone, Aemond being a fuck ass and killing Luke in the finale won't be just him being a petty psycho. He'll still be a bitch with no honour for doing it during peace talks, but just before that, Rhaenys would have crashed his brother's coronation and killed so many of his people and threatened his whole family. It makes it seem like team Black hit first instead.

But EVEN THEN, there's another problem with Aemond. Wherein the book, he was loyal as hell to Aegon from beginning to an end, refusing to be called king and only going by regent, he's now envious of his brother and wanting the crown? My god

And don't get me started on taking away majority of Alicent and Rhaenyra's wrongdoings to whitewash them. Alicent doesn't have half the agency in the dance that she originally had, although it turned her into a really interesting character that I enjoy watching (mostly because of the performance. Olivia Cooke I love you FR). Rhaenyra on the other hand, is so whitewashed that it's hard to distinguish wether she's now mature and calm or just bland.

A mess y'all, a mess.