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sugarprincessbitch · 1 year

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Targaryen men x Targ! Wife Reader

(Reader suffers the same death as Laena)

Warning ⚠️ (Angst).

Maegor Targaryen x reader, Aegon Targaryen x reader, Aegon II Targaryen x reader, and Aemond Targaryen x reader

Aegon II

The king's council was pressuring you and Aegon to give the throne a heir, despite being pregnant three times none of each were a boy, instead you had three beautiful daughters.

Now you were in your fourth pregnancy. Wanting to be near your mother, princess Rhaenyra, in your labor, your little family decided to move to Dragon stone.

The labor started early than expected, but that wasn't saw as a problem because the pregnancy developed normally.

Your mother and the maester were inside the room with you, meanwhile Aegon was walking impatiently outside your birthing chambers with the fear of something going wrong. Daemon and the boys tried to calm him down, reassuring him that you were at the hands of the best maester and midwife's they could found and you where going to be fine.

Hours passed and you were still fighting in that room to bring your child to the world, wrenching screams could be heard in all Dragon stone, but none of a child, only yours.

Suddenly the door open, and the pale face of the master came into view, he told Aegon that the baby was stuck inside of you and the only way of get it out was to cut you open.

Angered by the maester words he was ready to strangle him right there, but your anguished callings stop him before doing something.

You were bedridden, pale as a ghost and sweating a lot, the baby was slowly killing you each passing hour.

Rhaenyra was at one side of the bed, trying to calm you down by whispering sweet things in your ear, but by the look of her face she was also deeply worried by your state.

when he was finally at your side you told him to help you get up, and ignoring the pain you stubbornly start to walk outside the room despite the pleadings of the others.

Aegon start to follow you, calling and pleading that you will be fine and there will be another way. You still didn't want to listen to him and continue walking.

He found himself outside, inside the dragon pits he found you. You were in front of your dragon saying something that he couldn't comprehend, his panic calls were covered by a roar and you were engulf by flames.

Aegon started to scream horrified by the view as his legs gave out and he stumbles against the hard floor. He felt his heart tear apart. A river of tears run along his face at the sight of your body, your burnt body.

After that horrible night Aegon was not the same, he was a shell of the man he was with you. For his family pity, he returned to his old habits, ignoring all his responsabilities in court and as a father, neglecting your daughters.

His mother and grandfather force him into a new marriage, saying that he still needed a heir.

Poor the unlucky woman that married Aegon, because the shadow of your memory will be always there to haunt her.

Maegor I

You were the only wife that had given him children and pure blooded too, due to being his half sister. Because of that you were the most dear and important wife of Maegor, treating you with a fondness that was rare of him.

The maester had warn him to not try for more children, your health was fragile since having many children without repose, another pregnancy could cost you not only your life but also the one of the baby.

Maegor didn't listen to it and stated that his wife should do their duty to him as a woman without caring if she wanted or not. That was the end of the discussion.

The new pregnancy developed progressively worse as months passed, debilitating the mother day after day.

Visenya was the only one that had permission to attend the pregnancies of the queen, due to the fact that Maegor wasn't fond of maesters, believing them to be useless for caring correctly of her sister-wife.

In the middle of the night you went in labor, Visenya and the midwife's were the only ones present with you. Maegor was on one of his campaigns battling the faith, so he couldn't be present.

It passed a long time and the baby didn't wanna come out, there was blood everywhere and the women in the room shared with each other worried faces.

Due to the pain pleadings of the queen, Visenya decided to call a maester. The maester tried without effectiveness, stating that the only way the baby would come out is by cutting you open.

Knowing the end was near, you pleaded to Visenya that if you were going to die you wanted to do it at the hands of your dragon, not of the maester "From fire I was born, from fire I will die" you said.

When Maegor landed in kings landing the news of the torturous labor and death of his wife reach his ears.

He immediately saw red, mad with fury he grab his sword and went to search for the one or ones guilty of your death.

That day it was told that the fury of the dragon rain upon the people of kings landing, no one was saved from Maegor's want for blood.

He burned, tortured and killed everyone that was in charge of your well being. When no one was left to appease his Mad pain, innocents were also slay. But no killing or torture could fill the hole in his wrenching chest, the one you and your unborn child left behind.

Aegon I

They say that Aegon married his three sisters for different reasons. He married Visenya for duty, Rhaenys for love and you for devotion.

You were his twin, the half of his soul, the mother of his only daughter. His sweet Daenerys.

Your second pregnancy came as a glad surprise for the two of you and the kingdom, after the tragic death of your little sister at the hands of Dorne, in the castle there was only days for mourning or sadness. So the unexpected new was a ray of hope for everyone, specially Aegon who desperately needed a little hope to grab on to.

All different types of maesters were pestering you day and night all along the duration of the nine months, this was a direct order of their king and their queen, your older sister Visenya. The two of them worried about the fragile state you were in.

Because of you being a little pass your prime, the announce of you being pregnant was a miracle on itself, and the dangers of having a baby at your age was of their over protectivness.

You were now two days in labor, since your contractions starting in the early morning of the first day and continuing in the night of the second day, you haven't stop pushing.

Everyone was in distress and the tension was burdensome in the air, Aegon vigilant gaze and your sister angry commands were not helping at all.

That second night Visenya nor Aegon could be with you, an important meeting regarding the next attack to Dorne was held, and you found yourself all alone in a room full of strangers.

The pain was now unberable, each passing day with your baby stuck in you was agonizing, you knew death was in the horizon although Aegon didn't want to acknowledge it, extending your suffering.

In one of your moments of consciousness you got up of bed. Shoving the maester and servants aside, you got out of the room.

A terrified servant abruptly interrumpt the meeting and told them about your current disappearence. For a second Aegon was shock in place by the horrifying news, that hesitation was enough time for Visenya to start screaming commands to the guards to inmediatly find you.

They found you in the dragon pit, screaming to your dragon, pleading him for mercy. Aegon was the last one to get to there. Seeing you in just a dangerous situation send him on edge and without thinking it he tried to run to you, but the fire was quicker and reached you first.

A part of Aegon died that day in the fire with you, his hope was lost, everything was lost without you by his side. He attached himself to the only part of you that was left, your daughter.

Your loss was the final drop for the strain relationship between Visenya and Aegon to broke beyond repair. Dividing the family, creating resentment not only between the parents but also, between the children.

When Aegon's last days were near, he went in and out of feverish deviations, the only thing that calmed him was the milk of the poppy that the maesters gave him.

In his death bed his last words were pronounce again and again with a trembling and a voice full of anguish "My sweet y/n, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Until he finally took his last breath the prayers didn't stop.

Aemond I

Your family, specially your mother, wasn't fond of your sudden marriage with Aemond, she had other plans for her younger's. Being Haelena and Aegon the ones married as the Targaryen tradition dictates, she didn't needed more than one. But love seal by fire couldn't be stop.

For the first time Aemond felt joy, the gods heard his and his wife prayers and gift them with a child, the one that were dessesperately hoping for.

The pregnancy went normally without much of a fuss, the two of you were expecting with excitement the day your baby will come into the world. Aemond didn't care if it were to be a girl or a boy, as the second son, he didn't have the burden to produce a male heir.

During the later stages of your pregnancy the tensions between the blacks and the greens grew increasingly dangerous. When the high septon crowned your brother as king everything explode. Due to this, Aemond had to fly away to Storm's end as a negotiator for the greens, leaving his much pregnant wife at home.

An urgent letter from her mother came in the second day he was staying there, telling him to come home as soon as possible, his wife started labor hours ago.

Only one thing retain him for some time before going back to his dear sister, the bastard that took his eye, Lucerys.

When he arrived at the pit in Kings landing the storm had long passed. Without changing his wet clothes he inmediatly went to the birthing chambers, in the rush he didn't notice the commotion of the servants and guards of the castle.

Entering he found the room empty, except from his mother who was in the floor, with her hands covering her face, crying unconsolable. Ameond silently reach her, and with a pang of fear in his chest ask "Mother, were is y/n... Were is she?".

Alicent gasp and cried more, he grew desperate and ask in a more forceful tone this time "Mother, stop crying and answer me, were is y/n?" Finally she answered him "I'm sorry Aemond, I'm so sorry I couldn't stop her... Oh god how horrible!" For a moment everything went silent, the pang in his chest grew and stab him with more force this time.

His mother rose her head and look at him with tears in her puff eyes "Th-the pregnancy went wrong, the baby, the baby wouldn't come out"

She stop and shed more tears "She killed herself Aemond, she command her dragon to kill her..." Stoping for a moment she screamed "OH GOD HOW HORRIBLE!"

Upon hearing this Aemond block himself out of the room, unfocusing his gaze he hug his mother that continue to cry in his shoulders. His face was still as a rock, solid, without a feeling. Only a treacherous tear falling slowly from his good eye, showing the emotion behind the empty gaze.

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chloe-skywalker · 9 months

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What Does She Know? - Aegon II Targaryen

Aegon II x Fem!Reader

Warnings: G.O.T

Word count: 943

Summary: Alicent may love to put her children down, but Y/n won’t stand for it to affect her betrothed anymore.

Authors Note: I really do think if he had someone who really loved and cared about him he’d be SO different! Same for Aemond.

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“Why do you behave like this?” Alicent scoffed in disgust at her son. She was angered and annoyed at Aegon’s behaviors, no matter what it may be.

“Behave like what?” Aegon questioned with squinted eyes. He had completely closed in on himself, expecting the usual if not new degrading comments she always told him. Sure he was use to it, it's been happening all his life but it didn’t make it hurt any less.

“A monster. A little boy desperate for attention that believes since he’s a prince he can do whatever he wants without any consequences.” Alicent sneered at her son. She despised her and Viserys' children. They all seemed to have the confidence and arrogance of the Targaryens. Nothing in them reminded her of the Hightowers.

Aegon did not answer her after that. He just looked down trying not to let his emotions show in her presence. Aegon was done with showing weakness in front of her.

“Pathetic.” She spat before turning around and leaving Aegon’s chambers she had practically barged into.

A few moments later, after hearing the door slam Y/n peeked her head out of the hidden passageway she had rushed to when they heard Alicent outside his door. “Aegon?”

When she didn’t get a reply Y/n came out and walked towards where Aegon was seated on the end of his bed. She had heard everything the so called Queen had said to Aegon and Y/n was fuming on the inside. How dare she treat and say things like that to him. Her own son and a prince.

“She’s right, you know. I’m a monster.” Aegon mumbled looking down to his lap feeling immensely insecure since his mothers rant.

Y/n immediately shook her head, not agreeing with his statement at all. “No you are not. You are not a monster.”

“That's not what my mother says.” He spoke in a whisper.

“And what does she know? Rhaenyra was her best friend and look how she treats her? Look how she treats you and your siblings? She doesn’t know anything. Definitely nothing good or correct.” Y/n exclaimed lifting his chin to look at her as she talked, but Y/n knew it was because he was listening but the negative thoughts were still in his mind.

“I don’t understand why she take it out on us? On me?” He questioned out loud not to anyone in particular.

Since their betrothal Y/n had seen the toxic environment in King's Landing, in the castle. Between the Hightowers and the Targaryens. Including between Alicent and her own children.

“Because she’s upset that she had to marry your father. But you know what, she should grow up and act like a lady. Like a queen. That’s the way life is for a woman. Especially a woman born with any type of title. We don’t get to choose who we marry, or how many kids we have. Nothing. You just are forced to grin and bare it but the least she could do is protect and care for her children. Be supportive to her so-called friend that she had to marry the father of.” Y/n ranted but she had a point. To everything she said, it was all very true. Aegon listened intently to what Y/n had said and it pained him. In the short time they had known each other Aegon had really grown to love the woman in front of him. And to hear how she as a woman had no say in anything, that really hurt him to think that might be how she thinks their relationship is going to be once they marry. Aegon reached out to hold her hands.

“Is that how you feel with me? With our arranged marriage? That you have no choice and that all you’ll be good for is having my children?” Aegon asked question after question. He truly hoped he could make her feel like his equal. “Cause that's not how I want our relationship to be. I want to be good enough for you. That you want me even if we are already arranged and have no real say. I want us to fall in love with one another and not spite each other. I don’t want to force you to have a ton of heirs just so we can please the court and the people. I don’t want to please anyone other than you.”

Y/n was stunned by his words, not having thought he was worrying about such things.

Y/n squeezed his hands and then let one go and reached up to cup the nape of his neck, playing with his hair. Looking into his eyes when she spoke. “Aegon. You have been an exception to what I said. You have treated me very kindly since we’ve gotten to know one another and I greatly appreciate that you seek out my advice. That you care about my opinion on things, that you don’t want to force me into anything or let anyone hurt me. That you actually care about me and I’m not just some slave your meant to fake love and breed with. I want to please you as well Aegon. But the difference is for us it’s because we love each other, truly love each other. That we want to please each other. Not out of duty.”

Aegon shook his head, feeling a weight lifted off his chest. “It will never be out of duty.”

Aegon pulled Y/n onto his lap into a kiss he hoped betrayed the love he felt for her and appreciation for her believing in him.

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sugarpopss · 9 months

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Better Uses for Company Time (2)

Yeah I FINALLY fucking wrote the next chapter, I'm deep in my chubby Aegon shit again. He's my stress eating terrible baby man. Again I have to tag @who-told-you-this-was-butter who's chubby Aegon art makes me bark at mailmen

No real warnings? Mentions of smoking and alcohol and generally being kind of horny, Aeg's got some shit going on with the mommy issues but that's not news

Aegon didn’t even know what charity the party was for. The snippets of conversation he’d heard gave him the vague impression of something like ‘children rescued from an underground fighting ring’, but that also didn’t sound like something that actually existed. He supposed it didn’t matter all that much. The charity was getting a huge ‘fuck off sized’ donation and T&V investments was getting a boon in public opinion, something they desperately needed.

Those two facts were not nearly as (literally) pressing as a third fact was. The third fact: Aegon was absolutely fucking squeezed into his suit.

He hadn’t worn the blasted thing since he’d gone to his nephew Jace’s graduation from prep school-the same prep school all the boys in their family went to, so Aegon really hadn’t understood why he needed to attend. He’d much rather have sent Jace some shitty drugstore card with a check in it and slept until the early afternoon. But he did have to go to the stupid thing, sweating and squinting in the early summer sun like a fucking idiot.

In last summer's sun, more specifically. A lot of things had happened since then.

1: Aegon had attempted to quit smoking (twice) and had picked it back up (twice).

2: A new Braavosi restaurant that operated mostly in take-out had opened exactly one block from his apartment.

3: His younger brother had begun a kickboxing class at his university’s gym.

Two of those things were directly related to the state of Aegon's suit; he tended to graze and snack when he wasn’t smoking, and nothing was better for nicotine cravings than a full stomach. In service of that goal, Braavosi food was surprisingly heavy for seafood-it worked even better than ice cream, leaving him calm and sleepy rather than sugared and jittery.

The third thing that happened was still related to the bite and squeeze of his suit, but in a slightly more indirect way.

Aemond’s kickboxing class shouldn’t have affected him at all, but it did, in a way. It affected Aegon because when Aemond talked about it, he got the most shit eating little smirk, and Aegon had to sit across from him at the weekly family dinners their father insisted upon and look at his stupid pointy face. Something in Aegon just filled up with spite at the sight of that smirk (or self loathing or jealousy or loneliness, or some disgusting cocktail of all of those feelings topped off with some delicious ‘I wish mother was that attentive to what I say’ sprinkles), and sometimes that spite drove him to take thirds of supper and seconds of dessert, just for the satisfaction of catching a split second of disgust on his brothers face. It was fine. That’s normal and fine and extremely regular, well adjusted behavior.

So, yeah, a few things had happened in the past ten or so months, things which all contributed in some way to the current bite and pinch of Aegon’s suit trousers into his thick hips (Thankfully not into the sensitive flesh of his belly; he’d had to make the executive decision of buttoning the stupid pants underneath it. The surrender would’ve hurt his pride if it hadn’t been in tatters for years already.), the uncomfortable snugness of the jacket around his shoulders and upper arms, and the faint creaks of strain ominously issued by his shirt buttons.

But he’d wiggled into the gods-be-damned thing and shown up, because his mother had bitched (not that convincing) and his grandfather had given him that sharp Hightower glare that made Aegon want to wet his pants and curl up underneath his bed like a 23-year-old toddler (very convincing).

At the very least, the suit biting into parts of his body that should never be bitten-nonconsensually, at least-was by far the most intolerable part of the night. Haunting the edges of the rented ballroom and periodically flagging down the prettiest waitresses wasn’t the worst way to spend an evening. Seven hells, he’s had worse times at other T&V events (The yacht party of two years ago had been particularly disastrous-Aegon had slipped the bartender a ten moon note in return for never cutting him off, told Helaena that she looked like an egg in her all white blouse and skirt set, then violently upchucked over the side of the boat. Just another addition to ‘Aegon’s Greatest Hits; Familial Humiliation Edition’.)

Maybe he was being a bit of a bitch about it all-sue him.

Or maybe sue him because when he turned around from snagging a canapé (or two, or three, fuck off) from a waitress with tits like life preservers, he turned right into the path of the receptionist he’d thought about every time he’d stroked the ol’ dragon for at least three months.

Oh. Oh fuck.

In all honesty, being around her made Aegon feel a little bit like an HR disaster-in-waiting. He just couldn’t help himself from sidling up close (far too close for a professional environment, but it wasn’t like Aegon had a real position at T&V anyway) and saying the first thing that popped into his mind-which was usually some variation of a come-on paired with a backhanded compliment.

He couldn’t help it. He liked the way she would look at him, then away, then back to him, how she’d shift and shrug him off but didn’t get genuinely upset, how sometimes-not often, but sometimes-he made her laugh, and Aegon couldn’t decide if that sound made his heart or his cock warm faster.

“This is like, super lavish, huh?”

She was looking at him, expecting a response-undoubtedly taking in his handful of appetizers and straining suit and alcohol-flushed cheeks. Aegon nodded, swallowing down both the mouthful of canapé and the sudden dryness in his mouth. Gods, did she just fucking materialize there?

“I mean, it’s for the kids in fighting cages, y’know? They…need money, I guess. To get out of the cages.”

That was stupid. He was pleasantly tipsy, sure, but certainly not intoxicated enough to spout garbage like that. He wasn’t even sure that was what the event was for.

He watched her expression settle into a look somewhere in the valley between confusion and amusement, then shoved the second canapé into his mouth.

Taglist ( I have a fic with a taglist?? wowee): @padfooteyes @fan-goddess

#I have a tag list!!! I'm a big girl!!!#chubby aegon #90s wallstreet aegon #house of the dragon #house of the dragon fic #aegon targaryen ii #ageon x reader fic #chubby!aegon #can you tell how much I hate the child fighting rings plot #i am BACK on my chubby aegon shit #also I dont know what rich people eat #I had hummus for dinner leave me alone

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written-in-flowers · 2 years

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Requests, maybe?

Hey! I’ve been obsessed lately, and my fic is going at a pretty slow pace, but I’m gonna open up my requests again in hopes that I get the creative juices flowing.

Ships/Characters: I’ll mainly be doing Aemond drabbles (x reader or Helaena), but I don’t mind writing for any of the Greens, Rhaelicent, Rhaenyra, Daemon, or Jace as well.

Off limits: Honestly, y’all, this is HotD/GoT/AsoIaF, so is there anything that’s really off limits? If you have requests for the younger aged characters, I don’t mind as long as it’s not pedo-stuff or nsfw because I WILL NOT go there.

NSFW/SFW: I’ll do either. I enjoy nsfw smutty things, but I don’t mind writing fluffy moments either.

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #aegon targaryen #helaena targaryen #alicent hightower #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #otto hightower #aemond x reader #aemond x helaena #aemond x oc #aegon x reader #ageon x oc #rhaelicent #helaemond #jace targaryen #hotd drabbles #hotd imagines #please send me some

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squirmhoney · 6 months

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SHARED APARTMENT I

A/N: What is this? I guess you guys got what you wanted ♥ Pairing: Aegon Targaryen x Half-Sister! Reader Warnings: Voyeurism. Smut. Incest. Masturbation. 18+

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January 14th - 3:23am

It’s sick...

...and twisted in every way possible. That was the only way you could describe it and yourself.

Your fingers buried knuckle deep in your pussy as you listened to another girl’s moans.

“Aegon,” the girl whimpered, before her sounds were suddenly muffled.

But it wasn’t her you were paying attention too.

Not when you could finally hear his soft groans.

“Shut up,” he had let out in a broken moan. “You’ll wake up my fucking sister.”

You were soaked, dripping around your fingers as you pushed another one in. It wasn’t your fingers that you were picturing in that moment but instead his. And that was so wrong.

Then you heard his voice again, your brother’s voice and your cunt clenched around your fingers, making you bite back a moan. There was no way you could let them hear you but the thought of him finding you like that, wrapped up in his t-shirt with your hand between your thighs, it had your mind reeling in a way you couldn’t control.

“Fuck,” Ageon panted and that was when you lost it.

Your stomach tightened unexpectedly at that and you struggled to keep your own moans at bay. But the orgasm seemed to end as soon as it came, the only remnants of it being your trembling thighs.

Once again you were feeling empty, believing you would never feel truly satisfied. Not in the way you wanted to be but you knew that could never happen.

#aegon targaryen x reader #aegon targaryen smut #aegon targaryen imagine #aegon ii fic #aegon targaryen ii x you #dark aegon targaryen #dark aegon smut

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the-fiction-witch · 2 days

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Little Dove

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n Targaryen (Sister of Ageon, Helena & Aemond) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 1495

Warning - Mentions of Abuse and SA

Aegon had been drinking so much that it seemed like a bright idea to take his little sister, who had rarely left the Red Keep before, for a stroll down the street of silk. The street was busy with people going about their business many not even looking twice to see the prince as him coming around was a fairly common occurrence, "So little dove finally left the nest. Thanks to the better brother. I'm talking of course about myself." he slurried a foul smell of alcohol wafting off of Aegon. Drunk men were everywhere, so Aegon's demeanour didn't attract much attention,

Y/n chuckled as she walked the street of silk with her eldest brother, she wore a beautiful black and green gown as she held his arm partly guiding his drunk steps down the cobbles, she was very used to having to go out and fetch her older brother from whatever pit of sin he ended up in, "Aegon what are you talking about?"

Aegon stumbled, "Isn't it obvious? I deserve you much more than Aemond does. I am the heir to the throne. He is just a second son. A spare." he grumbled, "I can be so much kinder to you than Aemond ever could."

"I do not doubt you would be kinder Aegon. But it's been agreed since the moment I was born, you are the heir to be king when father passes, you married haelena the first daughter. Then Aemond and I are to marry as the second son and second daughter, the two spares it is simply the way of it. Father and mother agreed,"

"But I could be much greater to you, little dove." Aegon leaned in closer, brushing his cheek against her. "Married or not, I can make you so much happier than Aemond can." Aegon grinned playfully, "You would be happier with me. I would make you so much happier than anyone ever could."

"I do not doubt you would, but there are things we cannot change, besides don't you love your wife and children?"

Aegon sighed and looked down at the cobbles. "You know mother forced me to marry her. And my children are a chore, you are the only one I care about."

"Aegon, that's very sweet and yes I do wish things had been different but these are the cards that have even dealt. We must learn to make the most of it. You know I will always be nearby, you and aemond are brothers you cannot allow this to come between you"

Aegon's expression sobered up a little. "You are right... you are right, little dove. I know. I know we have to play our cards right. I just... I wish things were different. That we had a chance to be together. But you're right that nothing can change the way it is. But I will always protect you, little dove. No one can harm you, no ever shall. Not as long as I breathe."

"thank you big brother" she cooed kissing his cheek

Aegon leaned his head against her. He was more affectionate to her than he had been to his wife at her best, or to anyone at their best really. Aegon seemed pleased to hear her call him 'big brother'. He was fond of that title. "So, little dove. Are you excited to be married?"

"... Honestly?"

"Of course, Are you not excited to be married?" Aegon frowned a bit, then he looked back at you, his expression solemn.

"Not really..."

Aegon stopped walking and looked at her. He squinted his eyes, and his lips curled into a frown. Aegon tilted his head and placed a hand on her shoulder. "What is wrong, little dove? What are you not saying?" His tone was concerned and gentle.

"... aemond frightens me sometimes. He says thinks, does things, they frighten me that's all, but in sure I'll grow accustomed once we're married"

Those words shook Aegon to his bone. "Does he... hurt you?" His eyes widened. "Has he hurt you since the betrothal? Or done anything to scare you?"

"no he hasn't... Hurt me exactly he just scares me, he often tells me of frightening tales, of fights that end in bloodshed, makes me watch him in the practice yard against the poor squire boys, often threatens to take me riding on vahgar with him." She explained, "the other night he... I shouldn't speak I'll of him,"

Aegon's expression hardened. He hated it when his little sister was treated in such a way that she was frightened by anyone. Aemond did nothing to ease Y/n's fears, only made them grow worse. Aegon felt protective of her. "No, little dove, you must. What did he do that night?"

"he wanted a kiss before he left my chamber, I was feeling tired so I politely declined said I'd give him two kisses the next day but he got angry with me tried to pin me on the bed and take the kisses I owed him when I pushed him away he forced me against the wall and took far more then kisses as a punishment he said"

And he was furious. "He did what? Did he... take... take liberties with you?"

she nodded sheepishly

"I want to know one thing and one thing only, little dove. Do you want to marry this man? This creature that calls himself our brother?"

"I do not... But father insists mother says it is no matter what he had done as my flower was long plucked anyway"

"I don't care what father says. I don't care what mother says." He paused again, and when he continued his voice was as cold as ice. "And I don't care what he says. I will not allow this. I cannot allow for you to be married to a man who you do not want. You are not his flower who has been plucked already. You are our family, and you will not marry a man who has used you."

"but if we are to follow the rule that no man who has used me can marry me... That would also mean you couldn't marry me" she giggled hugging his arm,

there was a slight smirk on his lips. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, "Oh, and why is that, little dove? Have I taken liberties with you that I don't know about?"

"It's strange... What you boys do and don't remember, do you really not recall what you use to do to me Aegon while we snuck around the red keep, when we made little blanket forts, when we used to... Kiss and touch in what's children should not" she reminds,

Aegon felt a weird sense of pride. Of course, he did remember those evenings. How could he not? It had been one of the most pleasurable memories of his life. “You are right, little dove."

"you hang your head as if in shame of those days? Do you regret our nights snuck away in blanket forts Aegon?"

"I certainly do not regret them, little dove. But... I suppose I am ashamed of what happened, or at least how wrong they are." He paused again, shaking his head. "I suppose I had forgotten that you looked fondly on those days. I had always thought they were a shameful memory for both of us."

"I recall no shame from that time. I was happy as we're you"

Aegon's lips turned up into a sad but genuine smile at the realization that she also had enjoyed that time as well. It was good to know that he hadn't been the only one, and that she had also felt pleased with it. "I suppose I was. Happy I mean. It's just that... as we got older, so did the guilt I felt. I always thought of those times as being so wrong and I felt horrible for it..."

"why? I wanted to play as badly as you did, never once did I deny you, I am sorry if I make you feel guilty for such things I do not think them horrible or wrong merely sweet experiments that I hold dear. And I'm sure if we were to make a blanket forts big enough for us both I'd be more then happy to continue our games "She smiled kissing his cheek

"My, my, little dove, are you suggesting what I think you are?"

she giggled "Depend what you think I am?"

"Are you suggesting that despite your impending marriage, you would like us to resume our... blanket fort games?" He looked at you, and his expression was almost bashful.

"mhm".she nodded

"And what if I said yes?"

"then I suppose we'd need to find somewhere to cuddle"

Aegon's lips curved into a smile. “Indeed we do little dove,” he smirked grabbing her hand and tugging her though the streets so they could find an inn for the evening to enjoy their time alone,

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theship-thewalrus · 2 years

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More aegon ii targaryen x niece, part 2 where there at the family dinner thing and aegon has his hand on her baby bump. That just makes me squeal idk why.

Hi anon!! I am glad you and others seemed to like it! Here is the requested second part and I hope you all love it as much as the first :)

aegon ii targaryen x niece! female! reader

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word count: 1517 words reading time: about 9 minutes warnings: n/a

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A family dinner was the last thing you had wanted to do after being pushed to tears under the stares of your birth family. How you wish to simply stay in your shared room with Aegon. Hidden away from the world, living in your own paradise where everything was fine. But you could not deny the wishes of a dying man, no matter how much Aegon assured you that he would not mind skipping the dinner.

The man had never cared for his father, though using such words for the man was being kind. They may have shared the same blood, but Viserys acted little like a father towards him or his siblings. Similarly how you and Rheanrya had grown apart after your marriage to Aegon. Yet, unlike Ageon you had good memories of your time with your mother before it went to hell.

The room was lit and the table was set as you entered the dining room with your husband. The chairs were set for both families and a large gap in the middle, for what you assumed was for the King. With his hand on the small of your, back Aegon lead you to the table, ensuring you sat with him. Slowly everyone began entering the room, most of them sending a smile while others only gave you a glare.

Your eyes were cast down on the table in front of you as you decided to stay quiet for the night. Aegon's hand reached out and grabbed your hand under the table. A reassuring squeeze was given yet his eyes remained forward, not giving away your interlocked hands.

As the doors opened for a final time, it was just the King to arrive. The sound of chairs scraping the floor rang out as everyone stood up in his presence. The man looked horrible, like before a golden mask covered his decaying face, yet now he seemed not even have the strength to walk. Once his chair was placed down everyone sat once again, Aegond helping you by pushing in your chair slightly.

Though he was not a man who was very open and out about his affections for others, it was the rather small things. Things have seemed to amplify after your pregnancy. It made you smile to see a man who is usually so rude and distant, be so kind and attentive. The man simply needed to be shown he was loved, that he deserved the happiness he felt when he was with you. He deserved the family you would give him.

In the dead of night, when not even a mouse stirred in the Keep he could confess to your sleeping form about his fears. His fear of being like his own father, a distant and uncaring man who was disinterested in any child that was not Rheanrya. He would vow he would not be like that, he would be better. He would care for his child and know he was loved.

The food slowly began being served after the King almost pleaded for a single meal with his family. Where no glares or snide remarks were made. That for a single moment they pretend they are a happy and close family, not one on the brink of ruin. Toasts were being drunk over others, false words of admiration and care spoken for them.

"And a toast to my daughter. That despite her marriage, she still holds her head high." It was a backwards comment, anyone could see that. But in the King's bias towards her, the comment was unquestioned. A glare set on the silverware in front of you, your hands clenching into fists. How could she say that? About your marriage, the one she organized.

It was clear that the comment upset Aegon as well, his face hardening and another glass of wine was drowned. Normally you would tell him off for drinking so much, that it was not good for him. But this time you would let it slide because you knew the wine needs to be flowing to get through this.

Toasts continued, the music began and the dancing of Helena and Jacaerys began. For a moment everything was in order, with the addition of wine there were smiles on people's faces. Learning to the side you whispered to Aegon, the man holding a sly smile as his eyes drift to the people you whisper about. The glass of wine never left his lips for long.

All seemed well, that for a moment this would not turn. There would be a single happy memory of his family for this decaying man. But as Aemond slammed his hand on the table and stood to address everyone, you knew such a thing would not happen. That the one-eyed man is bitter and scorned. As the poisonous words poured from his mouth and the pleas for him to stop from Alicent fell on deaf ears, chaos erupted.

Jacaerys was quick to take his words to heart and so did you. He spoke in such a way to your brothers, almost forgetting you were their sister. That you too adored the features of Ser Harwin Strong, that you even now are subjected to whispers and odd looks. When you were younger the word bastard was thrown at you like it was nothing, people enjoying to call you by what they believed to be your rank. A bastard that held no true blood of Laenor.

You had moved to rest on your bump, as your brother attacked Aemond and your husband attacked your other brother. Tears fill your eyes as it all became too much, the cruel words he spoke and the lack of defence from your husband. Had he agreed with his brother? That you were just a bastard?

You were one of the first to leave the room, returning to your room for the night. Not bothering total to Aegon or even looking at him after the fight at the table with your brothers. You knew you should stand with Aegon, to be his wife by your side. But he allowed a comment to slide so easily, the mind can not even defend you.

Entering your room the door was shut loudly behind you as the tears for the second time that day trailed down your cheeks. Angrily, you took off the jewellery you wore, carelessly throwing them on the dresser. The door opened once more while you were doing so, Aegon sneaking in.

He immediately noticed your disappearance from the supper and left to find you. A part of him knew he should've defended you, told his brother off for his words in front of you. Yet he was too caught up in the chance of hurting someone, fuelled by the endless amount of wine he was given. But even in his state, he knew you were missing and upset.

"My wife?" He questions coming up from behind you, his hands coming out from behind you and resting over your bump. It was something that comforted both of you in different ways. Any other time you would melt at his touch, but you were filled with anger, only enforced by your pregnant state. Stepping out of his grip your eyes were hard and cold as they gazed upon him, lacking their usual warmth.

"Do not touch me Aegon. I wouldn't want you to soil your hands by touching a Strong." your voice was laced with venom as you all but spat the words at him. The man before you coward into himself at your gaze. He hated it when you were not upset with him, it was not something that happened often, but when it did he loathed it. He had seen the same look on his mother and father all his life, he never wanted you to look at him in such a way.

"You know I do not agree with my brother." He begins but you cut him off "Yet you did nothing." His eyes flick to the ground, trying to fold into himself as you glared at him. You did not like seeing that sadness in his eyes, the way he awarded before you. All you wanted to do was bring him into your arms and reassure him. But he could not get away with this, he needed to know it was not right.

"Aegon, you know I love you. That I look past things you say and do all the time. But this is something that I can not look past. For years I have heard the whispers others say about me, the looks and stares. I know when we were younger you too said such things. But... I thought when we married, you put it behind you, saw me more than some bastard." There was a sadness in your voice as your tears continued, this time more sadness than anger.

Aegon frowned deeply as he brought you into his arms, the pair of you simply basking in each other's touch. Though this conversation was not over, tonight you would put it behind you.

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Request: Anonymous asked: "I ran too fast and now I can’t breathe. It’s the first time I’ve exercised in four years." Ageon Targaryen and Fem!Reader please.

Shuffling your feet you sighed and wished for something interesting to happen. You were appreciative that you were one of the queen's favourites and that, for today, delivering a carriage full of supplies would be the hardest job you had that day, perhaps for the week. It didn’t make the waiting around any less boring though. You turned curiously as the door to the sept opened.

It was the smaller door built into the giant doors at the front of the sept. It was disguised with ornate woodwork so that unless you inspected it closely you wouldn’t be able to tell that it was there.

“(Y/N).” Aemond said as he came into view. He was followed by the twins Erryk and Arryk. Aemond said your name as if he had hoped to find someone else.

“Aemond.” You smiled cheerfully and you could see the irritation at your cheerful disposition clear on his face. It did bring a spark of dreadful joy to rile him up. Though he never said anything, only giving you a distasteful look as if your bubbling character exhausted him beyond reason. You always got the sense that after spending any length of time with you the prince took a long lay down afterwards to recover.

“The royal carriage outside. That would be yours?” He asked in the same tone. He came across as rather bored and as if he would rather be anywhere else but he was also stern and impatient, his foot tapping as he waited for your reply.

“It is. Your queen mother has asked me to take this to the Septas to be given out to the needy.” You held up your large woven basket that hung from one arm and several more that were lined up on the worn wooden benches near the front of the sept. It was lined with green cloth and filled with food left over from a feast that had been thrown by King Viserys in Princess Rhaenyra’s honour two days prior.

“And you are alone?” He pressed. His foot tapping out an echoed song on the cold stone floor, his fingers matched the sound as they tapped silently on the hilt of the sword on his waist.

“Yes. That is why I was sent with the royal carriage your mother prefers.” You said as if that answer was obvious. You turned your attention away from the three men and towards the two septas that hurried towards you. The youngest gave you an appropriate greeting for your rank while the elder lady bowed her head quickly, thanked you and assured you the queen's gift would be greatly appreciated. There was a loud rustling and scuffling which drew all your attention towards a stone table with candles set heavily into the floor towards the back corner of the room. The younger septa, newly joined from a sept outside the city and not as used to the chaos of the royal house as the elder, jumped as Aegon leapt up from the shadows under the table. He darted off with a determination, not unlike the rat cats from the Red Keep, when the cook would chase them from the kitchen when she received dairy goods. While the twins chased him Aemond followed calmly. He stopped to bow to the three of you before following. There was peace again as the door closed, promptly broken by Aemond’s barked cry of “BROTHER!”

Once you had completed your task for the queen, you took the time to light a candle and knelt to pray. You lit another candle for the queen as well. It seemed the right thing to do when she hadn’t been able to make the trip to the sept as she wished. Once you were done you dusted yourself off and headed to the carriage.

The silver carriage you had been allowed to take today was the queen’s personal carriage, not the usual one that you and her ladies or the ladies that waited on Princess Helena would ride in. It was pleasantly upholstered and the wheels rolled smoothly even over the roads that had become uneven during the weather over the last few months.

“Are you ready to return home, my lady?” One of the queen's guards who travelled with the carriage asked. You nodded as he opened the door and helped you up the wooden steps into the carriage.

“Yes. That is all the queen wished for us to do today.” You said and smiled at him.

All of a sudden something large struck your side and you yelped as you plummeted painfully into the carriage and something large, heavy and smelling of stale alcohol landed on you.

“Unhand me!” Aegon snapped at the guard who was quick to follow your fall into the carriage and jump to your aid realising that the attacker was in fact Aegon and finding himself unsure if he should let him loose or not. “I said unhand me!”

“Aegon!” You snapped once the poor guard, pail-faced and clearly panicked, had helped you to one of the seats, seeming to decide it was best to let the flailing dragon go rather than try to heave him out of the carriage. Ageon had already taken up one of the bench seats and did not look willing to move again, so you sat on the other. “You’ve ruined my dress!” You complained as you saw the mud and dirt he’d gotten all over your clothes. Ageon did not respond, instead, he gasped a few times and waved a hand at the guard, who was still lingering in the doorway of the carriage, indicating that he would like to be taken home. You glared at him, fixing him with as hard a look as you could manage.

"I ran too fast and now I can’t breathe. It’s the first time I’ve exercised in four years." He gasped out after a long pause. You tried not to giggle but the sound broke out on its own and made him smile as you put a hand up to your mouth as if to try and catch the sound.

“Why are you running from Aemond?” You asked to distract from your amusement and he sighed.

“Because he’s a frightful bore and I wanted to have some fun.” Aegon sprawled out across the seat he was occupying and closed his eyes.

“You shouldn’t hide in the sept. It's rude. Not to mention you always hide there so you're easier to find.” You said quickly. He opened one eye and groaned a little.

“Are you going to scold me all the way back to the keep?” He asked lazily. You sighed and leaned into the comfortable seat a little more.

“I would much rather not have to talk to you at all.” You said quickly. He chuckled and shrugged.

“Very well.” He spoke with sharp amusement that made you frown.

“I mean that.” You said stubbornly. He smiled again and basked in the sun that burst through the carriage windows as the long stretch of road opened up and the carriage turned down the road that exited the main heart of the city and headed to the front courtyard of the keep.

“And I agreed.” He was starting to smile, amusement playing at the corner of his mouth as you fidgeted in your seat, running your tongue over your front teeth and smacking your lips quietly with frustration. “But you do insist on it ever so much.” He said after a pause.

“Because you do not speak as if you believe me.” You answered matter of factly. He nodded and made a noise as if he agreed.

“It is true I do speak in such a manner. Mostly because I don’t believe you. You like me more than my brother at least.” He said softly and grinned as he looked over at you, his feet kicked up against the wall of the carriage at the end of the seat, crossed over each other at the ankle as his hands rested on his chest.

“Not true at all. I find Daeron much more enjoyable to spend time with than you.” Your answer made him laugh.

“Everyone likes him. But you like me more than Aemond.” He sat up and leaned towards you as the carriage came to a stop. The small space seemed to become smaller still under his gaze, watching you as if he wanted you to confess that he was right but the door was yanked open and Aemond appeared as he stepped into the light that burst through the opening, yanking Aegon out of his seat and through the carriage door out of sight. Sir Cole stepped into view shortly after and gently helped you from the carriage.

“Thank you for finding him.” A stiff voice came from behind you. Turning you found Otto Hightower over seeing Aegon being swept out of sight into the depths of the keep.

“Well, really he found me.” You confessed and smiled. Your smile fell awkwardly when Otto’s face remained stern.

“The queen will see you in her chambers for an update on your trip to the Sept.” Otto said and nodded to Cole. Though he was gentle as he guided you inside, Sir Cole’s grip on your arm was unyielding and you had the good sense to suspect that Aegon had gotten you into some kind of trouble.

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valyriians · 10 months

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I’m not sure if this is how you put requests in, so I’m sorry if this is wrong lol. But i was wondering would u mind writing a Visenya Targaryen x fem reader? Cause I see in most fics it’s a lot of stuff on Aegon and Rhaenys and I feel like our girl Visenya needs some love. I don’t really have a story in mind I’d just love to see her protective and possessive over us while also maintaining a friendship with Aegon and Rhaenys, if makes sense. Like we all get along, but we’re her girl and she’s gonna make it known lol. I hope it makes sense and I hope ur doing well author 🫶

Beauty and the Dragon.

Visenya Targaryen x fem!reader, arryn!reader.

summary: reader is basically sharra arryn but spicier.

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warnings: reader is a mom, non canon aegon i, smut, mention of reader being a prize.

You were known as the Flower of the Mountain, Y/n Arryn. You ruled in your son's name as Queen Regent in the Vale and the Mountains

When you received the news of the dragons from the south you had a worried look on your face, the Eyrie was defensible from the ground but in the sky, it was vulnerable.

You were scared, who would not be? A dragon could bring death and destruction to everything that the sky looms over. You ordered every one of your bannermen and advisors to raise defences and be prepared to defend the Vale.

You were with your advisors when the whole castle was shaken by a monstrous roar that could be heard from miles away.

‘’Where is my son?’’ you asked.

‘’WHERE IS HE?!’’ you shouted while running out of the room watching the people get up on their feet after the incident.

When you arrived at the throne room you saw your young son in the lap of a golden-silver-haired woman who was adorned in silver chain mail with a beautiful valyrian steel sword by her side.

She looked breathtaking, ethereal and elegant but also fierce and confident. You looked up at her with a glistening gleam in your eye.

The woman shifted her gaze from the young king to you and the two of you held eye contact which felt like a lifetime, her eyes were those of a beautiful purple which complimented her stern features.

‘’Who are you, release my son at once!’’ you exclaimed.

‘’Forgive me for the entrance I made but surely you must know that I needed to make an impression.’’ The woman said while looking playing with the young boy king.

‘’My name is Visenya Targaryen, eldest child of Lord Aerion Targaryen and Lady Valaena Velaryon of Dragonstone, sister to Ageon the Dragon.’’

‘’Let go of my sons’’ you said.

‘’I have no means to harm your son, come walk with me.’’ Visenya gestured for them to walk into the courtyard.

You walked with them outside where Visenya was holding the young king and babbling some stuff to him.

‘’If you don’t mean to harm us, why are you here?’’ you asked while looking closely at your son.

‘’Well, I will have to inflict some harm if you do not surrender the Vale and Mountains to me and my brother.’’ Visenya said while looking at you.

‘’As I see it, you are only a force of, one man and with a simple nod of my head I could have my archers let a hundred arrows fly.’’ you said.

‘’Could you now?’’ Visenya said and then the ground rumbled that was followed by a roar and from the sky descended a formidable green dragon that landed by Visenyas side.

The dragon was beautiful.

Some of the archers fled while others laid down their bows and shook in terror.

‘’Mama look at the dagon’’ the young boy king said to his mother, clearly not afraid of the large beast that was beside him.

‘’DRA-gon, little one.’’ Visenya said as she put him down on the ground.

You saw your son's face lit up and crouched down to hug your son. You looked at your son, then the dragon and lastly at Visenya who stroked the dragon's snout.

‘’I willingly surrender my son's crown, the Vale and the Mountains and all its treasures to you, on the condition that you will let my son live.’’

Visenya looked at you with a sympathetic look.

‘’Of course, your son will live, as will you.’’ Visenya said.

‘’I thank you’’ you bowed to her.

‘’I will be staying here, my brother and sister will be coming soon and we will make our journey North, perhaps you might indulge me with stories of the North, or the Vale and its so-called… treasures.’’ she winked at you, clearly into you but not making it to obvious.

‘’We shall have a feast prepared in your honour’’ you said while she mounted Vhagar with your son because she promised him a flight on Vhagar.

—

Two huge dragons arrived, one black as night and the other silver as the moon, they landed outside the Bloody Gate and arrived at the Eyrie where you were waiting with Visenya.

You saw how majestic the man and his sister, the younger one, were a great beauty. They truly were destined for something great and were going to achieve it.

‘’Brother’’ Visenya said.

‘’Dear sister.’’ he replied.

‘’Lady Arryn.’’ he shifted his gaze toward you and took your hand and kissed it. ‘’The poets did not lie, you are indeed very beautiful.’’

‘’Welcome to the Vale, my Lord, you flatter me’’ you replied, with a certain scared voice.

Rhaenys greeted you and she was very excited about the Eyrie.

—

The feast began and it was a big one, music was played and people danced to greet their new lord. It was also ideal for the bannermen to meet their new lord.

Rhaenys was chatting with some lords and ladies about her dragon and tales of Dragonstone.

‘’So, Lady Arryn, how long have you ruled here?’’ Aegon asks.

‘’Well for about seven years, my son ascended the throne when my husband died.’’ you reply.

‘’You have not re-married? I’m sure a score of men would love to have you beside them.’’ He chuckles but Visenya shut him down quickly.

‘’She has no need for a man, from what I have seen Lady Y/n has done an admirable job ruling the Vale.’’ You give Visenya a smile.

—

When the night came closing in, you retired to your chambers after visiting your son and you ran into Visenya, she had just returned from a flight.

Her hair when it was all worn out from the flight made her look amazing, the sweat from her ride, the way she pulled off her gloves and adjusted her clothes. You would be lying if you said that it didn’t make you feel something.

‘’I was wondering if you might educate me on the King in the North, Stark is he not?’’ she says to you while panting.

‘’It’s getting late, Lady Visenya.’’ you said but she caressed your face and pulled you in for a kiss.

Her lips tasted like lavender and cherries, she grabbed you by the neck and pulled you in closer.

You were feeling confused but were also so drawn to her, you wanted her, and you needed her badly so you also grabbed her.

You led her to your chambers where you undressed each other while kissing in between.

She pushed you onto the bed and began leaving wet kisses on your stomach while you were naked and vulnerable beneath her. Her hands were constantly on your body.

She moved down to your core and put your legs over her shoulders, she started licking your folds while moving up her pace as you panted and moaned with the sound of pleasure.

Her hot breath on your naked body sent chills down your spine and you felt like you could see stars.

The two of you went like this for hours and then you hear a knock on the door, terrified but curious who it might be, it could be your son or just a servant informing you about something.

You started collecting yourselves until Visenya caught your wrist.

‘’Lay here darling, I’ll handle this.’’ she said with dominance in her voice.

‘’No wait-’’ you protested.

‘’Quiet’’

Visenya walked to the door, half naked with only her long hair covering her chest with not a single care in the world. She opened the door and greeted her brother.

‘’Well well, what are you doing here?’’ she asked.

‘’I would ask you the same thing.’’ Aegon replies.

‘’Enjoying the spoils of war, I do enjoy my prize quite well and I do not plan on sharing them.’’ She said, clearly having the upper hand.

‘’I only came to bid the Lady goodnight, I shall see you on the morrow, sister.’’ He replied.

‘’I might be late, for I have much to do this night.’’ She replied.

—

The morning arrived and you woke up next to Visenya staring at you, admiring the numerous love spots she painted on your body. She caressed your hair and admired your naked figure in the messy sheets.

‘’I don’t want you to leave.’’ you say.

‘’I will be back before you know it darling.’’ she says while getting dressed.

You help her with her chainmail and fix up her hair nicely. Always giving her a few kisses in between.

—

When the three siblings were about to depart for the harsh North you were there to bid them farewell and good fortune.

You first spoke with Aegon as he walked up to you while putting on his gloves.

‘’We thank you for your hospitality Lady Arryn, it was an honour meeting one so beautiful as yourself.’’ he tells you.

‘’The honour is mine my King.’’ you bow to him and for the first time address him as King.

Rhaenys then hugged you goodbye and smiled at you and your son.

‘’My Queen.’’ you bowed to her.

‘’My Queen.’’ again to Visenya who looked at you with lustful eyes.

‘’From this day, the Arryns will hold the position as Wardens of the East and Defenders of the Vale. Starting with the first Warden of the East who is Lady Y/n Arryn.’’ Visenya proclaimed to the audience who came to bid them farewell. She gained loud applause from the crowd.

Aegon walked over to Visenya and grabbed her arm.

‘’What do you think you’re doing?!’’ he asked his sister.

‘’Relax dear brother.’’ she said while shuffling from her brother's grip.

‘’After all, you said that it is an honour to meet one so beautiful, and I would hate to see her talents of ruling go to waste.’’ She said while holding your cheek.

‘’So beautiful indeed.’’ She whispered and then kissed you with passion in front of Aegon and Rhaenys, Aegon looked at her with jealousy while Rhaenys smiled.

‘’I shall be back.’’ she said to you.

‘’I will await for you, my Queen.’’ you said while holding her hand.

—

The dragon Vhagar flew numerous times to the Eyrie after King Aegon Targaryen the first of his name was crowned and it is said that Lady Arryn and Queen Visenya spent more nights than King Aegon did with Rhaenys.

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Moments to Memories: Chapter 1 - The Start

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You were born nine months after the wedding between Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne, and ser Laenor Velaryon, heir to Driftmark.

You were the only one born between Rhaenyra and Laenor to have the Valyrian silver hair and purple eyes, but many believed you had been Prince Daemon Targaryen's true born daughter with Princess Rhaenyra.

You were born in King's Landing, with a long feast in celebration, as you were declared Rhaenyra's heir, in spite of you also being born a girl, your mother, Rhaenyra, stayed with the believe that the first-born child should inherit the throne, which to your grandsire, King Viserys I agreed with.

In the eyes of Viserys I, the Heir was Rhaenyra and after her you, who would take the name Targaryen once you will ascends the Iron Throne, to the annoyance of the Hightowers and some Lords of the Realm, who wanted your uncle, Ageon Targaryen, to take the throne, since they believe he is the right heir.

For your celebration, your parents had gifted you a dragon egg, and hoped soon it will hatch so you could bond with it like your parents did with theirs. And it did, but to their surprise and Viserys, the male dragon that hatched turned out to be looking like Balerion, the Black Dread that Viserys rode when he was younger.

For the first time, Rhaenyra was worried about a dragon, she was afraid maybe he wasn't the dragon for her daughter, considering it's one of the most dangerous dragons that can't really be tamed. She was afraid you couldn't control that dragon, and you could get hurt, or worse, get killed.

However her worry disappeared as she was observing you bonding with the male dragon as the time went by. She still didn't let you be alone with the dragon, or let along ride him as he slowly grow large. But after your sixth name day, Rhaenyra change her mind about her daughter's dragon.

When you and your four year old brother Jace ran off to play with your dragon, Hellfyre.

The dragon was in chains inside the dragonpit, which was upsetting to you since you thought the dragons should be walking around there freely.

When you saw Hellfyre been patted by one of the Dragonkeepers, you and Jace were about to walk closer when you were stopped by Queen Alicent's Knight, Ser Criston Cole. "Princess. You and the prince shouldn't be here."

"We're allowed to," the six year old you said. Hearing your voice made Hellfyre look toward you, and to tilt his head.

"Not on your own," Criston said as he shook his head. "Not without your parents. Now, let's go."

As he tried to pull you and your brother out of the pit, Hellfyre heard the both of you protesting and trying to get away from the Queen's Knight, the dragon thought that his rider and her brother were in danger, so he broke out of his chains and flew to attack Criston.

However, after only giving the Knight a bite on his armored arm, the dragon was calmed down by only you when you spoke to him in the Valyrian language that your mother taught you. The Dragonkeepers managed to put the dragon back to his chains as the situation was explained quickly by you to the now pregnant Rhaenyra, Laenor, Queen Alicent and King Viserys.

"He could have killed him," Queen Alicent said as you all walked to the King's chamber. "That dragon should be killed."

"No!" You said as you looked at your grandfather with a worried look. "Please, Hellfyre was just protecting me and Jace! He thought we were in danger."

"That's true," Jace agreed.

"It was just a misunderstanding," your father spoke calmly as he looked from the angry Queen to Viserys as he sat down on his arm chair.

"A misunderstanding?" the Queen repeated as she looked at her husband, "You don't actually believe that."

"Calm yourself," Viserys said, "From what I understand, the dragon simply tried to protect the children because he thought they were in danger."

"Well they weren't," Alicent said, "What if the next time that dragon will harm our children."

"He won't," you said and looked from your grandfather to your mother with teary eyes, "Please, don't let them hurt him."

Your mother placed her hands on your shoulders as she looked at her father and the Queen, "The dragon is not a threat to any of our children. Yours and mine. He is bonding with y/n, and she is his rider, his instinct is to protect her. That's why he did what he did."

Alicent opened her mouth to argue but Viserys cut in, "All right. All right. I understand that." He looked at you and Jace, "But, no more going to the pit by yourselves, am I clear?" You and your brother nodded quickly. "All right then, you may go."

You didn't miss the glare Alicent send as you and your family started to leave the chamber. You didn't knew why your step grandmother hated your family so much, but you didn't dare to ask the woman herself. Instead you asked your mother, which she told you about the time she and the Queen were best friends before she married your grandfather.

You heard someone calling your name behind you, and you all turned to see your uncle, Daeron, running toward you.

He nodded to your mother, "Sister."

"Brother, are you alright?" your mother asked with a small concern frown as she looked at him up and down to see if he was hurt.

"Yes," he answered, "I just heard that something happened at the dragonpit with y/n."

"Everything's fine," you said and looked up at your parents, "Can Jace and I play with Daeron outside?"

"Of course," your father said as he smiled down at you, "You will be called when your grandparents arrive."

You smiled happily and looked at Daeron, "Let's go." Jace reached for your uncle's hand and yours and the two of you led him quickly to the doors.

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ripdragonbeans · 10 months

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SugarDaddy!Aegon x reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!! 18+

Warnings: SMUT!!!! piv, oral (m and f receiving), semi-public s*x, slight choking, slight hair pulling, daddy kink, overstimulation (I think???)

let me know if I missed anything!!

It's my first smut! Thank you @khaleesihel for the request ❤️❤️❤️ love our conversations

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The divider is a little nod to 2010ish fanfic lingo (ayyy ff.net)

Getting something from Thistle and Spire is now a dream of mine

"Aegon, can I have this one?" You looked at him with the biggest puppy dog eyes you could muster.

You and Aegon were at one of your favorite lingerie stores, Thistle and Spire. Aegon turned around from a set he was looking at and inspected the one in your hands. He reached out to feel the sheer, lacy fabric between his fingers. "Hmm, it's cute, kitten." Aegon took your set, and the one he was looking at earlier, and leaned in to whisper in your ear. "How about you pick out two more and you can give me a little show in the back?"

You couldn't help the shiver that ran through your body, resulting in a pool of excitement in your stomach. Even though you were very much getting turned on, your excitement of getting lingerie won and you did a little happy hop. You all but skipped away further into the store with Aegon in tow. He couldn't help but smile at your eagerness.

Your playfulness was what caught his eye when he first saw you. When Aegon initially put out the notice for a sugar baby he just wanted a mind-blowing fuck every now and then. But, with you, he came to genuinely enjoy your company. It made buying things for you easier for him, seeing your little dances and jumps of excitement whenever he shops with you.

As you made your way through the shop you found two more sets you adored. The first one was the Freyja Bodysuit and the second was the Verona Set. You plucked them from their racks and skipped back to Aegon.

"I found these two, Aegon!" You exclaimed. You were just so damn excited about this.

Aegon handed you the two sets previously picked out, the Medusa bodysuit and the Smokin Mirrors set. All four of them equally sexy.

Aegon gently took your hand and led you to the changing rooms, "Do me a favor and model these for me, kitten." His hand slid up your back and to your shoulder as he smoothly pushed himself inside the room with you and quietly closed the door.

"Aegon, this is a public store? You can't be in here with me," you whispered. As much as you'd love for him to see every moment you were well aware of the workers and other potential shoppers.

"Shh, shh. It's okay, my kitten. I promise it's completely private." He stroked your hair and kissed the top of your head. "Now that we're alone, kitten, what do you call me?" He gave you a sly grin.

Looking up at Ageon you felt the pressure start to build. You put on the sweetest face, full of innocence and lust. "Sorry, Daddy. I was just getting a little nervous."

He took your hand and brushed his lips over your knuckles. "It's okay, just show these off and we're all good, I promise." He pulled you in by the waist. "And if you're good I'll reward you when we get home."

Your knees became weak but you refused to let them buckle beneath you. "Yes, daddy," you said. Whenever Aegon pulled you close you couldn't help but breathe in his scent and get slightly drunk off of it.

Aegon crossed his arms and leaned against the door as he watched you undress. You took your time getting out of your clothes, a black skater skirt and graphic shirt knotted at the bottom with dark red thigh high socks and black vans. You slipped your shoes off and was about to peel off your socks when Aegon stopped you.

"Keep those on, kitten. You always look so damn good in those," he said huskily.

Giving him a sly smile and looking up at him though your eyelashes, you slowly rolled your sock back up.

"Like this, daddy?" You gave him the most innocent of looks.

"Perfect, kitten. But you still have more to do."

You turned around so your back was facing him and unclasped your bra. It was your deep red lace bra with flowers embroidered on it. As it fell to the ground you slowly bent down a bit to grab the first set. Every move you made was slow and deliberate. Feeling Aegon's eyes roaming your body always gave you a rush of excitement.

The first set you put on, the Verona Set, hugged your body perfectly. It was a corset style bodice with sheer black fabric. The lining was thick and bold, outlining and extenuating your curves perfectly. Black roses bloomed from the bottom of the cups and flowered just over your nipples. The thong dipped low but came up high with the black roses.

After you clasped the back, you turned to Aegon. "Do you like it, daddy?" You asked.

"Give me a little turn, I want to see it all," Aegon softly demanded.

He was slowly bringing in his dom voice and it did not go unnoticed by you. You complied and gave him a turn, once again making sure to go slowly so he could drink in everything.

"Gods, you look so good and you still have three more sets to show me," he grinned.

You could see the list in his eyes and knew he was holding back.

You carefully took off the Verona Set and slid into the Medusa bodysuit. After seeing an ad for this pop up every now and then, you made a promise to get it. The Medusa bodysuit was all sheer nude except for the four snakes that slithered up your sides and over your tits. The heads of the tallest snake on each side also hid your nipples, which were slowly getting harder. They were aching to be touched but you held yourself down.

Aegon looked at you and reached out to brush a strand of hair from your face. "Fuck, I wouldn't mind you turning me into gold if it meant touching you. Like her, you are far too beautiful to be a goddess."

Clasping your hands behind your back, you twirled a bit in place waiting for him to say more.

"This one is just as sexy as the other, kitten. If it keeps up like this you might get four new things today."

Turning around, you let Aegon help you slide out of the suit. His hands caressed the sides of your body as he pulled it down. He kissed down your neck and shoulders before reaching your back and stepping away. Aegon knew that if he stayed too close to you he'd lose it.

Unlike the Medusa bodysuit, the Freyja Bodysuit was a little more complicated. There were side clasps but you needed Aegon to help you out. As soon as he did, he took his spot back against the door to get a better view of you. It was a delicate off the shoulder silhouette, once again with sheer black fabric. Its back was completely open and the front had two center keyholes with two rings, both connecting the opposite sides of the keyholes.

When you turned to Aegon his eyes were wide.

"I want to rip this off of you so badly, kitten," he growled. "You're being such a tease."

"I wouldn't be such a tease if I didn't have to give you a show, daddy," you countered with a smile.

"Trying to be cheeky, kitten?" He pulled you in close. You could feel his breath in your neck as he whispered, "Keep it up and see what happens." Aegon roughly let go of you and gave you a quick slap on the ass. "Last one to show me and then we can go home, I promise. Although, I'm not sure about that reward, you got a little mouthy there, kitten."

You turned around with your eyes wide, "That's not fair!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's what happens to little kittens who tease their daddy," he smirked.

You huffed as you unclasped the suit and put on the last set. As you held it you knew Aegon wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you. The Smokin' Mirrors set had three pieces, a high waisted thong, a bralette, and a shrug. Black flames burned from the bottom of the cups to just above your perky nipples.

As you put the shrug on you pretended to struggle and turned to Aegon. "Daddy, I think I need help," you said with the biggest doe eyes. "I just need you to do the clasp around my neck." You looked up to give Aegon room to clasp it. Every breath you took was heavy and you were sure Aegon could feel your heart racing.

Aegon's hands rose to the base of your neck as he grasped both sides of the shrug and pulled them together. He couldn't help but run his hands over your arms and down your body.

"You are so fucking beautiful, kitten," he whispered.

Smiling at him, you leaned into his touch. You pushed your chest up ever so slightly, trying to get him to touch you where you wanted him the most.

A smile tugged on the corners of his lips as he finally brought a hand up to brush your nipple. A whimper left your mouth as he circled the sensitive bud with his thumb and gripped your waist hard with the other hand.

"And you're all mine," he growled.

Aegon's lips crashed into yours. No gentless, just pure, aggressive passion. One hand pawed at your breast while the other roughly grabbed your ass. He traced your lips with his tongue before forcing himself inside your mouth. As you pushed against him you could feel his hardness underneath his jeans.

"Don't you see what you do to me?" He said when he pulled back. "You drive me fucking crazy. You and your lingerie and your little show you put on."

The hand on your breast moved up to your neck, unclasping the shrug. Once the shrug was off, his hand gently wrapped around your neck and applied the tiniest bit of pressure. A quiet moan escaped your mouth.

"Oh, you like that, kitten? You want daddy to take you here?" He released your neck and went back to massaging your breast.

"Yes, yes, daddy please," you cried.

Aegon silenced you with a kiss. "Quiet, kitten. We wouldn't want anyone to find us, would we?"

You shook your head as you desperately tried to grind against him. He leaned in for another kiss but turned away so you kissed his cheek instead.

"Be a good little kitten and strip for daddy. Take everything off except those thigh highs," he commanded.

You took a step back and made a show out of stripping. Swaying your hips back and forth, you ran your hands up your body to play with your breasts before unclasping it and letting it fall to the ground. Aegon grunted in approval as he saw your perky nipples, straining from the coolness of the room and the arousal taking over your body.

Stepping over the bralette, you bent over to pick it up and give him a complete view of your ass. You were about to stand up and take off the thong when a strong pair of hands pulled you so Aegon's chest was flat against your back.

He kissed down your neck and bit down on your shoulder.

"You're being a tease again, kitten. I think you need a reminder of who I am."

He took a small step away from you as he undid his belt. Your eyes were glued on his hands. You loved that belt, whether it was used to tie you up or to smack your ass. Even watching Aegon take it off sent shivers down your spine. Once the belt was gone you dropped to your knees and pawed at his jeans.

"Does my little kitten need daddy's cock?"

"Yes, yes, please, daddy. I want to taste you," you all but begged.

Aegon let you pull his jeans and underwear off, revealing his thick hardened length. It was red at the tip and leaking a bit of pre cum, which you happily licked up. His head got the attention first, being sensitive and all. You loved how it looked, so ready to be taken in by your mouth. Your lips circled the head as you licked the tip.

Aegon groaned, "I already told you not to be a tease, kitten." He pulled your head away and dropped his role for a second. "Three taps on my thigh and we stop, okay?"

You nodded your head, "Yes, daddy."

He grinned. "Good, go back to my cock like the whore you are."

You put your lips around him once again and slowly started to bob your head. You couldn't take all of him in, so whatever you couldn't get with your mouth you used your hand wet with spit.

Aegon tried his best not to thrust into you but he couldn't take it anymore. His hands grabbed your hair to steady you as he started fucking your mouth. You closed your eyes and tried to relax your jaw.

"Breathe, kitten," he reminded you.

You took a breath through your nose as he picked up speed.

"Fuck, you take my cock so good. You're so good to daddy," he gasped. "Can't wait to feel your tight pussy around me."

You could feel him in the back of your throat, deliciously opening you wide. He pulled out of your mouth and helped you up to your feet before slamming his lips onto yours. His hands danced along the edge of the thong. You whined and moved your hips trying to get him to touch you through the thong. Instead of his fingers caressing you, you got a slap to your clothed cunt.

"Patience, kitten," he said between kisses.

You groaned again but stopped moving your hips. Aegon smiled against you as he finally slid the thong down your legs.

He held the soaked thong in his hands. "Did sucking me off really make you that wet, kitten? You ruined such a nice piece of lingerie," he chided.

You stood in front of him bare. "I'm sorry, daddy," you said in a small voice.

"Don't worry, daddy will make it all better," Aegon smirked as he dropped to his knees.

Grabbing your thighs, he nudged your legs apart and looked up at your glistening cunt.

"I'll make you forget your mistake, kitten, I promise."

You gasped as he laid an open mouthed kisses on your folds. His tongue darting out every once in a while to stimulate your clit. All of his attention was soon on that pearl and you had to bite your knuckle to keep yourself quiet.

"I wish I could hear those pretty sounds," Aegon said between sucks. "When we get home I'll make sure they're loud."

He slowed down just enough for you to think you'd be fine removing your hand. As it fell to your side Aegon shoved two fingers into your pussy and continued his assault on your clit.

"Daddy - Daddy, please," you strained out.

"Please, what?"

"Fuck - please - fuckkk."

Aegon pulled away from your clit to look up at you. "Finish on my face, kitten," and he dove back in.

Pleasure was building up inside you, your hands were tightly balled into fists. When your knees started to buckle, Aegon grabbed your sock-clad thigh to keep you up. You could feel him go faster, you knew he wanted to finish hard. Your head leaned hard on the wall behind you and your fist came back to your mouth. If it wasn't for the support of the wall and Aegon below you, you would've fallen with how hard your orgasm was.

Aegon licked up the rest of your arousal the raised his fingers for you to clean them.

"You're such a good kitten, aren't you?" He praised. "Now that you've cum on my face it's time for me to fill you up." He stepped away from you. "On your hands and knees, kitten," he smirked.

Obediently, you got on your hands and knees. You stuck you ass up and wiggled it at him out of anticipation.

"Look at you, so excited to take my cock," Aegon said as he fisted his cock.

When you felt him rub his length up and down to gather you slick you couldn't help but whine and try to push back against. He was quick to grab your hair and lean over to you.

"You will take what you get. No one likes a greedy kitten," he whispered.

Aegon didn't give you a chance to respond after letting you go. You felt the magnificent sudden stretch of your pussy as his cock tore you apart. He gave you a moment to catch your breath before picking up the pace.

His hands were gripping your hips as he whispered praises. "Such a good girl, taking my cock so well. Gods you're perfect, you're perfect and you're mine," he said between pants. "Tell me you're mine."

You barely registered what he told you to do because he was hitting that sweet spot so good.

"I'm - fuck. Fuck, daddy I'm - fuck please!"

"Words, kitten. I asked you to say something."

The pressure was building. Heat continued to pool within your stomach and Aegon's balls were smacking your clit with every thrust. You couldn't think, you could barely talk. He always got you drunk on his cock.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy please! Fuck, daddy, I'm yours. I'm all yours and I love your cock," tears were starting to run down your face.

"Good kitten," Aegon grunted. "Now cum with me."

Digging his fingers into your ass, he picked up his pace, fucking you deep and hard. Nothing made sense to you, nothing except for Aegon. He kept hitting that sweet spot over and over again. You loved it when he was hard with you and loved it more when he finished inside you. Thank the gods for birth control.

With one last thrust, the coil inside you broke, pleasure raging through your body as Aegon shot his load into you. He fell forward but caught himself with both hands on either side of you. You came down your high but the small twitches of his cock kept you sensitive.

As he pulled out you couldn't help but pout and whine over the loss of his cock inside you. Aegon helped you up before putting his underwear and jeans back on. After you shimmied into your clothes Aegon hugged you from behind and rested his chin on your head.

"Guess we'll have to buy all four sets, huh, kitten?" He asked.

You blushed and melted into his touch, "I guess we will." You pulled out of his slightly to hold your hands behind your back and sway from one foot to the other. "Thank you, daddy," you said with a smile.

He picks up the bodysuits and sets, making them look nice and neat, before opening the door for you. As you walk towards the check out counter he leans in to give you a kiss on the cheek but lingers a bit longer.

"Tonight I want you to wear the Verona Set, I want to tie you up while you're wearing that."

You glanced at him and smiled, you couldn't wait to get back home.

#hotd #bean fics #modern house of the dragon #house of the dragon fanfic #modern!aegon #modern!aegon x reader #aegon x reader #aegon x you #aegon x y/n #sugardaddy!aegon #modern au #sugar daddy au

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sugarprincessbitch · 1 year

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Imagine if rhaenyra had a younger sister, one that in appearance is very similar to her mother, Aemma. She is not very close with the other members of her family and often is cast outside because of their differences in attitude, she appears to not have that supposed "blood of the dragon" thing that most of Targaryen have or had.

Because of her tranquil and soft nature, she is very close to her mother never leaving her side, specially when she was with child.

Viserys sort of neglected her as a child, being too occupied with his kingly duties and also with rhaenyra, the apple of his eyes, giving all his attention to her. That is not a factor for the sisters to create resentment with each other or have a bad relationship, in fact they're very close with each other.

When Aemma dies giving birth (cof cof when she was literally murder) everything changes. She snap at her family, specially her father, blaming him of the death of her mother. Claiming in front of everyone that he is a murderer, creating a fracture beyond repair in their relationship (Viserys tried to fix it, but his daughter threw venomous words at him each time he dare to come closer). Her relationship with her sister also went cold, because Rhaenyra was to occupied with her new duties as heir and also due that she didn't want to talk with rhaenyra or anyone at that hurtful time. She close herself to her family, and spent most of her time secluded in her chambers not wanting to talk with anyone.

When the marriage between Alicent and her father was announce (She was angry that viserys married without having at least mourn a year Aemma's death being that super disrespectful, in her opinion, to her mother's memory), that was the straw that broke the camel, and in that same night she escaped from Kings landing at the back of her dragon after robbing eggs from the dragon pit and some expensive jewelry. Viserys was heartbroken at knowing he was guilty of her daughter escape (Also two very angry Rhaenyra and Daemon guilt trip him), but Otto convince him to get angry at his daughter instead, banning her from Kings landing forever. This was part of Otto's plan to get rid of any potential threat. Without his sister as a possible ally, Rhaenyra was more vulnerable at court.

She went to Essos, at first jumping from place to place in were they let her stay for a time. She finally decided to stay in Qohor as the wife of a merchant prince who didn't want to pass the opportunity to have as a wife a Targaryen princess.

When Viserys became old and ill, his last wish was to know the parade of his younger daughter, wanting to see her one last time before he was gone. That was the reason that made her came back to Westeros, but not as the sweet princess that her family and the court remeber, instead as a powerful and ferocious merchant woman (Due to her husband early passing she begun to run his business and exploited it to its maximum potential, making her social status to grow equal as her richness, due to this she became part of a select group of powerful merchants in Essos) known in all the free cities as the "Golden dragon".

Her sudden arrival after 15 years of not knowing nothing about her was a surprise to her family, a glad one (only for the blacks, because the greens where not that happy that she came back). The children of alicent didn't know about her existence, so for them it was a bigger shock to know that they had another sister all this time (Viserys didn't want anyone to talk about her deserter daughter, acting as if she never existed in the first place), and also an exotic one (due to her foreign accent and way of dressing). For aemond and specially Aegon (he is a pervert and likes to see women in little clothes) this was super attractive (Also whe know that Aemond likes older women, Soo...).

#oc x hotd #hotd x oc #house targaryen #fanfic #imagine if #daemon targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #ageon x reader #aemond x reader #house of the dragon aemond #asioaf #yandere house of the dragon #house of the dragon x reader #ice and fire books #house of the dragon

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blueberrypancakesworld · 6 days

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I will protect you in the time to come

Aegon Targaryen (son of Aenys i) x fem!reader

warning : comfort, fluff, kiss, small wound, implied fight, small angst

Summary : During the royal walk, the carriage carrying the Prince of Dragonstone is stopped by the faithful and his chambermaid is harmed…the young prince must be angry about the interruption, right? And why is a tincture brought to her? But above all, what is the prince doing outside her room in the evening?

Info : I didn't think it would start with Aeon the uncrowned but the tragedy is just too good not to make it a little better with some sweet stuff. Alse have fun ;)

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In the year twenty-seven after Aegon's conquest, the second child of Queen Ayssa was born, a boy named Ageon like his grandfather. Aegon the uncrowned as he would go down in the books of the Masters and the minds of men.

A young man who looked more like his grandfather than his own son. Aegon a skillful fighter with axe and sword well-bred and more elegant and kind than his uncle Maegor could ever be.

A good prince, a prince who, however, in the year forty-one after Aegon's conquest at fifteen, still had no dragon. His violet eyes on the sky, his hands wrapped around his sister's body to keep from falling off Dreamfyre, his older sister Rhaena's dragon. ,,I can see why you like flying so much," he told her a little louder to fight the wind that seemed so much stronger up here than on the ground.

He heard her laugh, her courageous and determined manner, what was once shy without Dreamfyre was now a young woman who seemed to take after her grandmother. ,,Then hold on tight because it's going down!" she shouted and one command later the dragoness swooped down seeming to break through clouds and tame the wind while the followers on the ground waiting for the two highborn looked on with wonder and concern.

Aegon held on tighter and closed his eyes for a moment he knew what the dragon was to his family but he himself...he was a prince without a dragon the second generation after the conquest and a man without a dragon...a shame.

But it wasn't just him who had thoughts, but also the king and the people, thoughts and whispers that disappeared with the roar of Dreamfyre, who landed with a swirl of dust in the courtyard of Dragonstone.

The non-violet eyes of the girl of the same age rested on the prince as she watched him rise from the dragon and look happier than his princess sister. ,,I hope the flight was pleasant, my prince?" she asked, walking slightly behind him, her gaze narrowed even though she glanced at him from time to time.

To the side, she could see the bright white moon-colored hair, the violet eyes and the axe on his belt. ,,As pleasant as a flight with my dragon sisters can be...says father has contacted me?" the prince asked, stopping for a moment at the entrance to the tower, surprising her who thought he was going in and showing the chambermaid surprise.

She nodded and handed him the letter with the royal seal, ,,It arrived during the river, my prince," she said and felt his warmth, a fire in the prince as he took the letter from her, his fingertips touching only a moment before he decided to leave with a ,,Thank you".

A letter a hearing with a father, a letter that had an effect a letter that caused him to marry his elder sister a match that was foreseeable, the flights together and that they got along well was just one thing and yet it was a political marriage.

A fact that not only Aegon and Rhaena were aware of but also she knew that it was a dream a daughter of the master at arms a reverie nothing more and yet it had to come.

The feast on Dragonstone, though full of money and rich in food and wine, was a feast in which the widow queen Visenya stormed out, enraged by her nephew's decision.

A wedding in which the young chambermaid was also present at the back tables to see Lady Flame as he had always called her...at least before the wedding. A nickname for dragons not for me she thought and took another bite of the meat pie as she looked at the dance floor and saw the siblings dancing a dragon dance together and singing in Valyrian.

,,We'll find you a good match, daughter, ,,I've already found a few knights with land," her father, who was standing next to her, pulled her out of her thoughts and she looked at his hard face, the slightly white beard and the sword on one side that he always wore.

Her father could be gracious and domineering and above all stubborn about a decision she painfully knew she would have to make.

,,Yes father that would be nice" she replied and looked down at her plate and fork and suppressed a sigh My days on Dragonstone and with him are gone she thought sadly and took a big sip of the wine floating in her cup she didn't want to think about it now.

Unaware that a pair of eyes was on her and a look just as sad was searching for hers sooner or later. And so the wedding passed and the royal progress through royalty was about to begin a journey that was ill-starred.

The couple boarded the great carriage together with their servants who sat opposite them and offered food and drink when the couple requested it. ,,Have a nice journey my princes and princesses," she greeted them and bowed slightly, stepping aside to give them a nod and a hint of a smile from Rhaena, but from Aegon came a ,,Thank you, we will have that with your help," a fact that amused him and made him smile, much to the chagrin of his wife who was annoyed that she couldn't ride Dreamfyre.

Closing the door and the horses moving, the royal frog-step began and out of the castle onto the streets of the great city, a journey that would only be interrupted by minutes of joy.

They both looked at the future queen, who looked beautiful in a reddish dress with black dragons embroidered on it and golden rings with precious stones that emphasized her violet eyes.

But he, Aegon, whom she had known for years, looked like a king, his robe dark with golden red embellishments and a ring with an onyx and ruby that looked like flames in the light, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword and his axe hidden under his cloak.

But when his eyes settled on hers with a gleam of knowledge, she glanced hastily at her shot, not seeing the smirk and the way he leaned forward. ,,Two goblets of wine, please, my maids" he said happily, and she and the others set about offering the two goblets she already had in her hands and was about to hand them to the two of them when a sudden jolt went through the carriage.

Not strong enough to overturn it, but it was enough to spill a little of the wine. There was silence for a moment before Aegon stood up and opened a small flap to look at one of his companions, ,,What happened?" he asked and saw that it was no longer just the people who had gathered around them.

He saw the rainbow-colored stars, the followers of the faith of the seven, throwing dirt at the carriage and making threats. ,,The followers of the faith, my prince, we should get out of here," the royal household heard inside and the chambermaid held the other two behind her protectively, putting her arm in front of them to protect them, who were another two years younger.

,,If I had taken Dreamfyre with me," she heard Rhaena murmur, crossing her arms and not at all happy with the situation, but there was also worry in her violet eyes.

Humans seemed to be deadlier than dragons. Only moments later, there was the sound of screams, the neighing of horses and the first shouts of betrayal. The carriage was suddenly lifted and the people inside came crashing to the ground, and another crash barely set the hood right again.

Dizziness briefly ran through her vision as she lay on and under her fellow servants trying to help them up and then the princess holding on to the wood. ,,Go out to one of the attendants on horseback!" she called to Rhaena, helping her up as best she could and opening the door to the back where one of the lords pulled the princess onto the back of the horse and rode back to the castle.

The prince Aegon she thought and wanted to rush back into the carriage when someone grabbed her by her white hood and tore some hair off her head. Her scream was drowned out by the crowd and she turned around to see the hate-filled eyes of the faithful, ,,She's under there, she's part of the pack!" shouted one of the priests and hands grabbed her dress, seeming to want to pull her into the crowd for worse.

Rushing to the carriage, she kicked one of the men away as best she could, grabbed the door and was about to enter when something sharp hit her arm and the first weapons were drawn. ,,Come here, hold on!" shouted a familiar voice and inside the carriage stood Aegon, who grabbed her by the hand and pulled her inside, her fear-filled eyes meeting his determined, angry gaze.

,,Stay with me, flame," he said more calmly and actually held her tighter before he reached for his sword and opened the door, behind which one of the last vassals was already waiting and the two of them jumped onto the carriage horse, he pulled her up and held her, not letting her go, not handing her over to the pack and Aegon untied the ropes.

,,Back to the castle, away from these unworthy bastards!" he shouted the order before the young prince and the rest of them made their way back to the castle in the gallop back to safety where nothing could happen.

But his one hand was still wrapped around her and he pressed her to him, his rapid heartbeat could be felt, ,,Everything will be all right," he said and urged the horse to run even faster to get back to safety.

But she complied with his command, closing her eyes, hearing the wind, his breathing, the beating of their two fast hearts, the smell of steel and smoke, his engaging body against hers...almost as if she were flying on a dragon high above the clouds, saving them.

But it was over as soon as the group arrived at the castle courtyard with the prince, the city guard was sent to deal with the perpetrators and the king intervened to protect his children, who remained in their apartments for the time being while the royals dealt with the incident.

The servants who had been released for the day were also trying to get ready in their small room. She still seemed to be able to hear the crowds and the fear.

The trembling of her hands was only an indication of this as the thoughts that formed were all of horrible events she would have died, been raped or tortured scary thoughts that would haunt her.

She had walked up and down hundreds of times with a bowl of water and a cloth to lightly clean the wound and yet the cut seemed relatively tight that it would have needed stitches, something she could not do herself.

The candles in her room the stone room lit the small fireplace the only room with a fireplace a fact Aegon had taken care of as well as the holder on the wall where she could place her wooden sword a sword that reminded her of her childhood when she had trained with the prince under her father's supervision sometimes secretly and sometimes in the courtyard of the castle.

The banner on the Targaryen wall was another gift from the prince when he gave it to her on the day of a tournament when they were both still children and yet it had meant everything to her. ,,So much of you and so little of me," she murmured, knowing that she would see less of him, a future king would not need chambermaids to look after him, he would grow up and simple slaves or servants would take care of him.

Sinking into self-pity again, she was torn from her thoughts by a knock on her door. Looking out of the small window, she saw the moon high in the sky, a fact that could only be one of her servant friends.

Perhaps they wanted to say thank you? Perhaps they were afraid? Or maybe they just needed company? But when she opened the door, hiding her wound under her dress and rolling down her sleeve, the young prince stood in her doorway. ,,Aegon…my prince, what are you doing here?" she asked, more confused than calm, and automatically made way as he simply walked in and closed the door behind him.

The fact that he didn't say anything made her nervous, his violet eyes looking around and the room seeming far too small when it only took a few steps for them to be next to or near each other again. ,,You have shown courage today my lady flame," he said suddenly, looking into the fireplace at the small flames before reaching for the few stacks of wood and throwing another log into the flames.

A dragon like him did not froth but she was all the more alone at night without him, without her dragon. ,,Please don't call me that anymore my prince what are you doing here it's late and you must be exhausted" she mumbled and looked at her hands not wanting to meet his gaze only heard a smirk before he simply sat down on her bed.

,,What should I call my chambermaid? A friend, a slave, the armorer's daughter, the future lady of a knight or my lady flame," he listed the names and she felt her cheeks heat up and she couldn't resist his "come closer", the knocking on her bed told her where he wanted her. Nervousness and tension in her body as she sat down next to him, he smiled at her and she didn't understand what he wanted.

On the contrary, she feared he was making fun of her. ,,Please Aegon my prince if-" she started, looking at him and flinching when she suddenly felt his hand on her arm, pain showing in her eyes and she saw Aegon showing that anger again like before the escape. ,,Those traitors hurt you and that will never happen again," he seemed to promise and suddenly he took out a small wooden box containing a white ointment for her wound.

Something she had seen in the masters, an ointment to heal wounds and relieve pain. Pulling away from him out of fear that it would only hurt her more, out of anger that this marriage was taking place and out of insecurity that he was only using her, she withdrew from the bed and seemed to flee from the fireplace.

,,Aegon you-you call me my lady but I am not, I am not the princess, I am a common daughter so please tell me in the name of whatever I am worth to you what you want?" she asked desperation in her voice and her eyes felt with slight tears shining in the fire turned away from him. It was too much, the day was too much and she was too exhausted to try to do well in front of him.

Hiding her face in her hands in shame and pain, she could only hear Ageon approaching her. Slowly and quietly he began to take her hands away, a Valyrian song came over his lips and he gently placed a hand on her cheek.

,,You are in my heart my lady, my flame that has always lit me up when the realm saw me as weak, you are the daughter of a fearless man and so you are…today on the carriage ride I was afraid for you for your death but you-you saved my wife even though you didn't have to" he began and wiped away a few tears that flowed down her warm cheeks before he reached for the ointment again and let his words work on her and the Valyrian song echoed through the room again before he pulled up her sleeve.

Her protests were drowned in a painful and sadly soothing on as he gently applied the white ointment to the wound with two fingers. ,,Please Aegon…what's the point of this I'll be gone and you'll be king" she sniffled finally looking into his violet eyes that showed understanding and something like affection as he leaned down to kiss her wound and pull her away.

,,What's the point? I was a jester not to realize what you felt and did for me. I can do anything I want as king and a king can take women…a prince wants to take you and not look at you from afar anymore," he confessed, breaking the silence as the fire flickered, making their two shadows dance and he gently pulled her closer.

,,I always want to look at you so close from the throne, from your bed and mine, from dragonback or horseback riding…I want you to stay with me forever my brave beautiful flame lady" he murmured coming closer to her overcoming the last moments between them and kissing her giving her the kiss that was long overdue, her hands holding onto him holding onto her dragon holding onto her prince holding onto her heart.

Aegon did the same, holding her and not letting go, the dragon had found his second wife who would always be his first choice. His lady flame his love that he would now begin before it was too late. ,,I love you" he murmured to her finally saying the words she had longed to hear ,,I've always loved you" she replied a smile forming on her lips that he had longed for before he held her close his words assuring her that everything would be alright.

That he would do his "royal" duty but his sister also preferred other societies, that once Aenys gave him and Rhaena the crowns the Targaryen tradition would be something he would enforce…for his Lady Flame the young prince would do anything, together with his sister he would rebel against their common uncle not knowing that the love they three would experience in those times would end with his death but until the flames of Balaerion enveloped him the only flame in his dragon heart was his beloved Lady.

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Hope the Aegon lovers liked it, the poor boy shouldn't have had all this happen to him

Targaryentuesday 1 - Aegon (Son of Aenys I)

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HEADCANNONS FOR AGEON TARGARYEN X TWIN SISTER READER

AN: just a little something. Back home tomorrow and back to internet land.

FLUFF

Y/N is the true power behind the throne with your alliances, support of the smallfolk and dragons. (There are 4 dragons alone in your small family.) You have been attending council meetings throughout Viserys illness.

Sweet nature's but incredibly protective of Aegon foremost before the rest of your family but would defend them also. Because of your nature; you have your own network of spies.

Y/N has Aegon taking training sessions with Criston as your worry is just as bad as your mother's. Aegon usually needs persuasion, which usually just means you being there to watch him.

You and Aegon are always near each other whenever possible. At feasts and at court. He's usually whispering in your ear as his boredom took over whilst you are trying to focus on the politics around you.

The prince was incredibly protective of you throughout the pregnancy and ordered to be allowed into the birthing room. Sometimes you saw your mother's eyes fill with envy when she saw your family. It was usually gone as quickly as you saw it.

Aegon was quick to anger in relation to you. If he felt you weren't being respected or protected. You were the same with him, especially against Otto and your father.

One of Aegon's favourite things to do was share a bath with you. You both would bathe each other and wash each others hair. You would massage his muscled body of the day called for it. More often than not he would fall asleep as he played with your hair.

You both enjoyed eating together with the twins and sometimes with the rest of your family. He would always have the servants prepare your favourite foods. And usually there was a gift waiting for you too. Either the most expensive of silks or the prettiest of jewels.

NSFW

Aegon enjoys for you to be on top. He enjoys both of you taking their time. Soft, loving movements as you whisper praises and sweet nothings down to him.

Aegon enjoys going down on you. It's his favourite. Under your heavy, beautiful dresses or in bed. You enjoy waking him up with his cock in your hot mouth. Theres many a time you have both been caught in such positions.

Aegon wasn't one to publicly tease you but you were a different story. If you were in a teasing mood; you would wear his favourite colour and dresses that showed your body off. You would cup his hard cock as you slipped your hands down his pants.

If he heard guards talking about your beauty; he would have them taken from their posts and it would be the only time he was dominant in the bedroom. He would rip orgasms from you without end until you were cumming around his cock. This would be when his breeding kink came up.

Throne sex is a must. Something you both enjoy a little too much. Aegon's secret kink was cockwarming. He enjoyed the feel of you and would fall asleep inside you.

#aegon targaryen x reader #headcanon

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Hey do u possibly do ageon the conqueror x reader imagines

No, sorry! Since I don’t know much about him 😏

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Targaryen

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Daemon Targaryen Couple - Daemon X Reader Reader - Lymeria Targaryen (Daemon & Viserys sister, Twin to Ageon, Daughter of Alyssa and Baelon) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 2103

I smiled as I stood at the top of the balcony in the throne room of the red keep. I watched over the throne room as lords gathered, word had come that today my brother returned to the city. Caraxes had been spotted across the sky and now had returned to the dragon pit. And now it was merely a matter of time before he returned. I watched my eldest brother Viserys in his best clothes, he took his crown to wear as well as his sword to hold at his side as he sat on the throne. I did my best not to shake my head at his desire for dramatics.

But I'm sure they were purely in an attempt to keep up with my other brother's dramatics.

His footsteps echoed across the great halls long before he came into view, silence crept through the halls as he approached.

Finally, my brother Daemon came around the corner, walking his way down the centre of the opened doors, dark sister on his hip, valerian steel armour over him a crown of bones in his silver hair, he walked with the confidence of a king his armour clinking as he walked.

When he reached the base of the throne the kingsguard drew their swords and He stopped when the tip of the lord commander touched his armour.

He pulled out the weapon from the stepstones the trophy of his war offering it to Viserys,

"Add it to the chair." He said before he dropped it letting it clank and clatter on the stone floor,

I chuckled unable to hold back my amusement. Silence rang out as the commander picked up the weapon,

"You wear a crown." Viserys glared down at him, "You also call yourself king?"

"After we smashed the triarcy, they named me king of the narrow sea," Daemon smirked back to him

I felt a desire to go down there and knock their heads together, Even after all these years, they are still my brothers and they still act like children.

"But I know there is only one true king, your grace." Daemon bent the knee and removed his crown, "My crown, and the stepstones are yours."

"Where is Lord Corlyas?"

"Sailed home to Driftmark,"

"Who holds the stepstones?"

"The tides. The crabs. And two thousand dead triarcy corsairs. staked to the sand to warn those who might follow,"

Viseys stepped down from the throne letting the tip of his sword hit the stone floor, he took the crown that Daemon offered him in hand before passing it to his king's guard, "Rise."

Daemon rose to his feet once more and the two shared an embrace, it made me smile to see such a sight as the lords applauded.

"The realm owes you a great debt brother."

Daemon nodded in agreement, the lords wished him well and headed out to continue their business for the day, I headed down and adjusted my red dress embroidered in dragon scales, as I approached Daemon was talking with Rhaenyra wishing her well since he had seen her. Before he turned and smiled at me.

"Dear Sister," He cooed,

"Dear brother, it is a sweet song to hear of your return." I smiled,

He chuckled and offered his arms so I happily wrapped my own around him and we shared a tight embrace, "I have missed you Lymeria,"

"I missed you too daemon," I cooed, we pulled back and I chuckled at him, "Must you always be so dramatic?"

"You'd be bored if I wasn't." he chuckled,

"I suppose," I laughed, "I am glad you are home dear brother."

"I am glad to be home," he smiled giving my cheek a soft kiss and running his hand through my hair before he softly kissed my shoulder,

I blushed but I moved away he looked confused as to why I had moved away but I glanced at Visery's who glared at us, "Shall we walk?"

"I would enjoy a walk," He nodded and offered his arm,

I happily took it, and we headed out to the gardens to talk in private. "You must tell me of the war. Viserys refused to tell me of the proceedings even if I often asked."

He chuckled, "Oh, well, where can I start? There were many fights, and I won most of them. The men and I had quite the adventure on the Stepstones!"

"I'm sure you did, as soon as I heard the tale of the crab feeders' awful methods I admit I worried for you. Nothing could make me weep more of an evening than to think of you pinned to the beach and devoured,"

Daemon shook his head, his lips curling into a smirk "That would be a disgrace to our house to be devoured. Though not one you need to worry yourself with. I will let Nothing would ever harm me, dear sister. I always find my way out of trouble."

"you always have done. You'd think we'd be old enough now I would know never to worry you always find your way out of things," I laughed, "I'm sure Caraxes enjoyed the bloodshed?"

"Oh sure, Caraxes seemed to have an absolute blast burning, pillaging and slaughtering countless people. I think I may have had a little bit of fun myself, too,"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, still we can hope now for some time of peace thanks to your efforts. We wouldn't want to run off again anytime soon," I smiled and squeezed his arm,

"There is always something to worry about. I am glad that the Stepstones are under our control, but something else will just turn up sooner or later."

"I'm sure your right..." I sighed "still, I hope atleast you get some time to rest once more. Time to enjoy some peace and quiet before flying off to another war"

"Rest? My dear sister, when have you ever known me to have time to rest? One thing after another just comes my way, and there hardly ever seems to be any time for me to properly rest. I suppose we'll just have to wait and see."

"I suppose so, still I am thrilled you are home and I know Viserys is too even if he doesn't say it"

Daemon's frown softened, "I'm sure Viserys is more relieved than anything that we didn't lose a Targaryen while I was away. Not to mention, we need all the Targaryen's we can get, especially with the state of this kingdom,"

I chuckled a little,

"I'm glad you find the state of our family amusing, or whatever is so funny. I'm sure there are plenty of people who would rather we weren't all so close to extinction,"

"I have never. In my life. Heard you sound so much like our father. you boys. Both of you are becoming more and more like father with every passing year, the obsession with the Targaryen legacy grows with age I think. Viserys has his models, you have your fears of our extinction. One of these days I'm going to be hearing about the power of valerian blood and steel"

"Well, is it a bad thing? Should we not be concerned with our legacy? With trying to uphold our status as the most powerful and greatest house in Westeros? The way I see it, father's priorities became my priorities. And what exactly is wrong with that?"

"nothing wrong with it I merely find it amusing," I nodded, "I know I... have only hindered this..."

"Lymeria." he sighed, "You cannot blame yourself for that,"

"But I do,"

"But you shouldn't." He said, "What happened to our mother and our brother was no fault of yours." He said stroking my cheek, "We are very lucky we have you,"

"Often it doesn't seem that way,"

"Well... Will you be adding to the Targaryen legacy?"

"ohh, dear brother. I have known for a very long time that I shall only undermine our legacy. Perhaps it is why I have not become like father as you and Viserys have. I am a woman Daemon, so like it or not I will be sold away name replaced, my children half Targaryen who will not carry the name. I hold no part in our legacy"

"It seems a shame to toss away legacy due to your lack of a cock."

"it can be, it's why so may women in our family go two routes... Either rebel against the system and cast out on their own making sure the are something for the legacy like our mother, or nymeria, or Serina Targaryen all powerful women who never married and made sure the legacy was upheld. Or... They marry within our family so the Targaryen name and valerian blood remain,"

"And of those two options, which do you intend to do?"

"I have not thought of it in all honesty"

"Well, I hope that you never have to face such a decision. The idea that you may have to makes me uncomfortable."

"as does it make me. But it is the decision that makes me. You boys go to war, do politics and such this decision is all that decides me. I know which I would choose if... It were possible"

"And that would be?"

"if possible, I would uphold the tradition of our family, and maintain the legacy. I would marry with the house another Targaryen and strengthen the valerian blood... But... As you said our family is declining and we are close to extinction. Mother and father are gone, as are all our aunts and uncles, we have only one living cousin but she has already married and her children velaryons. Viserys grieves his first wife and lusts his second. His children are young and foolish... Leaving... Only you and I." I avoided his eyes as I spoke,

but his smirk grew, "And so, you would marry me if you could?"

"I would" I blushed, "but you know Viserys would never allow it. As much as he dreams of old Valyira he often is sickened by its practices he wouldn't allow us'

"You're probably right, though, who said it would have to be a public affair?"

"What?"

"It's quite simple, really. all we have to do is keep it secret, so that no one knows."

"and what of our children? Do you expect for them to live in secret ashamed of their own heritage? Viserys would disinherit us and any children we had and at that point whatever was the point in strengthing Targaryen's blood if our children the future of the legacy are treated no better than them dragon seed bastards?"

"You're right," he admitted. "it wouldn't do any good to strengthen our house's blood and not do anything about our children. But I have a solution for that too."

"oh? Enlightened me?"

"I would keep our children, and I would declare them as legitimate. And no one could tell me otherwise, especially not Viserys. Would he disown me? Maybe. But they would be legitimate, and our house would be even better off for it."

"That's true. I wonder though if Viserys would feel threatened. After all... If we were to have children they would be Targaryen blood on both sides, his children are Targaryen and aeryn and Targaryen and high-tower arguments could be made about our children would be more Targaryen than his"

"Then that's all the better for us and our children. We'll just have to make sure that Viserys understands that our children are the future of the Targaryen legacy, I will not allow them branded as bastards. We just need to tell our brother the right words, I suppose."

"I'm sure we could, if.. it is something we each desire," I asked carefully glancing at him sheepishly,

"It is something we both desire. We've already established that having Targaryen children is beneficial, and I want nothing more than a strong line of Targaryen. I've thought about this quite a bit actually."

"Have you now? During these long nights in her stepstones? Or perhaps even before that?' I teased,

"Even before then. It's the logical thing for two Targaryens to do, right?"

"it is, I admit such a thought has been on my mind... Since even before father died"

"I see that we have not only thought of the same things but for as long as each other. I suppose that means we should make it a reality, right?"

"I would like that" I squeezed his arm and rested my head on his shoulder

"Then that's how it will be. We will show the world that our union is one to be celebrated, regardless of what people may think of it."

"We only have one person to convince. Our stubborn big brother"

"He will not deny us this, I will make sure of it. It is what is best for our family, and for our joy. Come we shall go now Lymeria see if he can still be sweetened."

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