#dragondreamers

[metaphysicalpistolsoraclemine]

Dragon Awakening

There are 13 Dragon Beings that are enveloped in the Earth crust, that have been here for eons of time as Guardians of the Ley Lines, ready to awaken and protect the Christ Child once the Cosmic Dragon births the Golden Dragon Egg and it hatches or cracks open. They have remained asleep in the Earth until the tipping point of global awakening occurs when the Mother of Dragons returns as her fullest divine emanation in her Cosmic Mother Christos Sophia Dragon body. The 13 primary Dragon beings serve as massive energy reservoirs for transmitting an assortment of vital forces and golden fire elementals through their dragon breath, transmitting beautiful shimmering liquid plasma fire waters, living light codes, spiritual vapors, divine aether and pearlescent substances from the Eye of God into the ley lines. Each of the Dragons embody their own astrological correspondence or cosmological principles that interact directly with the main ray creation system located in Ursa Major. We could say that the Cosmic Christos Suns send forth their ray principles and astrological correspondences through the 13 primary Dragon bodies enmeshed within the planetary matrix, so they can release these solar consciousness frequencies and geomantic codes into the layers of the Albion Lightbody. 

The Mother of Dragons is the original Cosmic Dragon which oversees the four dragon realms in the middle world, inner world, outer world and core of creation domains that make up the entirety of the Universal, Galactic and planetary consciousness. The Cosmic Mother Dragon also oversees the millions of dragon eggs that are intended for activating the lightbody of human beings and for the spiritual benefit of the various species existing on the planet. We have noted that the Cosmic Mother Dragon is also overseeing the functions of the gatekeeper Dragon being that was in the middle world domains of the Universal Mother Dark Matter Matrix.

Approached with divine respect, reverence and a loving heart, earthly Landscape Dragons are benevolent but as awakening protectors they are fiercely powerful as the untamed natural forces of the Earth. There are many more planetary landscape dragons and astrological dragons with assorted purposes that are located all over the planet to be discovered on the next stage of our awakening journey. Some of them appear to have massive golden bodies with crystal eyes that appear as a variety of colored jewels or gemstones. At this time eight of the primary 13 Dragon beings in the planet have been brought into awareness as the Easter event activates the Saint Michael Line. This begins a Dragon Awakening at the intersection points that are made between Saint Michael Mount in Cornwall, England and Mont-Saint-Michel on the Apollo line in France. 

The unification of these Dragon Lines generates new geomantic expressions as it undergoes the solar heart twinning of rhomboid diamond grid patterns into a global hierogamic union event. This new planetary activation comes with the restoration of the Triple Solar Christ Mary in her Universal Ankh Rose Body which produces sacred marriage with the Triple Solar Masculine Christ united through Melchizedek-Metatron-Michael. Their Christos-Sophiaoffspring is a massive Cosmic Dragon Egg that when hatched, will initiate in the grids a powerful pineal-pituitary integration referred to as the Pearl Activation. The Dragon Awakening is happening in the following areas of the planetary grid.

#dragondreamers #dragonawakening #yearofthedoagon #metaphysicalpistol #oraclemine #godsovereignfree #jeminthehologram #ascensionglossary #ascensionmechanics #energeticsynthisis #gsf #ascension

[navree]

the weird thing about the sarah hess interview (there are a lot of weird things about that interview but if i talked about all of them this would be the length of a phd dissertation) is that, like, if you want us to give some sympathy to aegon and acknowledge the complexities behind him not wanting to rule but wanting it and his relationship with alicent and his siblings and rhaenyra and all that without the audience getting hung up on him being a rapist, don’t write him being a rapist? you are a writer on the show sarah, you’re the one who decides and this was an easily solvable problem

#personal #house of the dragon #this is especially galling because i actually quite like the rest of what they're doing with aegon #like for one the actor is quite good he's one of the few parts of that horrid domina show that i actually like #for two everything that was goin on in sunday's episode was doing a lot #like his scene with aemond and then with alicent where he asks if she loves him and his coronation #and then with rhaenys and meleys when alicent steps up to protect him and all that it was solid work for the character #and his relationships with the people in his life #so you could have quite literally just nixed the rape thing and it wouldn't have even mattered? this isn't affecting the plot at all?? #i'd say she can't write him well but i don't think she can write any of these characters well #like she wants us to woobify aegon but after writing him doing vile shit #she isn't giving anything for helaena beyond 'is a dragondreamer and mayyyyybe autism coded' #(and whether or not that's offensive is for someone else as i'm not autistic and can't speak to that) #she flattens out all of rhaenyra's bad traits but makes her a stupid politician #she HATES daemon for whatever reason why is why so much of that bullshit surrounding ep 6 happened #she (and the rest of the writers) have put no effort into giving any depth to corlys or rhaenys or ANY of the velaryon kids #just weird writing choices that are basically the writers getting in their own way #because there's good characterizations here #as i've said everything else with aegon was interesting (and that scene with him encouraging jace with his dragon was v sweet) #and helaena being a dreamer is good and daemon and rhaenyra and alicent are also characters with amazing complexities #and this thing they're doing with daemon in particular and his whole 'wants to be loved' shtick is fun #but they can't get out of their own way and do weird fucking nonsense #and then complain when the audience doesn't get it #you are the person making the story you can bend this story to your will you know!!!!! you can write these characters!!!

[sschmendrick]

Episode 25, guess we've entered the "psychopath" phase I've seen people talk about haha

Ngl I am intrigued and I've been so hooked that I want to see where the story goes but I really have a problem with taking away someone's agency (especially female characters) and if people that were right in her face act like they couldn't see the red eyes or overall her weird behaviour that is so far from how she was (also Xiao Lin literally knows she isn't Ye Xiwu like man that has to count for something ?)

Edit : damn thank you Xiao Lin, you're a good one

#tteotm #till the end of the moon #so far I'm pretty ok with most of what happened (except that one scene which is just gigantic no sign for me in the DragonDream arc) #and though it is something that I really don't like I'm ok with seeing where it goes and I hope they don't make her just do #whatever he tells/makes her do and she doesn't get to fight back (especially since she still has the jade of doom + she's li susu) #(that's gotta count for something) (let my girl fight back) (or let pian ran break her out of it or help her break out of it) #(also like sorry i don't mean to offend anyone mind tampering stuff just really make me feel enraged ^^' like Jessica Jones)

[a-song-for-ages]

Maelora: I would have liked to see Vhagar fly *thinks of how the Conqueror Queen would have looked atop her, not needing to urge her dragon to fly off into war*

Aemond: I could show you ?

Maelora, smiling, not really wanting to see Aemond fly for the hundredth time that day, but also not wanting to antagonise and make him feel foolish: I would like that very much, brother.

-

Maelora, watching as Vhagar makes her descent, thinking, wondering, eyes entirely focused on the beast of Conquest before her, wondering how much of Visenya she retained, after all those years of her rider's death:

Vhagar, not liking the smell and look of death that radiates from the youngest Targaryen, about to burn it away, because what gets rid of the dead, easier than the fire of dragon's? : dracar -

#oc: maenora the mad #lowkey giving genderswapped bloodraven vibes but with regards to looks only #not personality wise because this girl is a faith of the seven girly yknow #and also she's a hightower girly #who looks like a literal ghost walking the halls of the Red Keep #my baby maenora i love her so much like #girly has both mummy and daddy issues but she has far more worrying things on her head to even consider caring #like i love her so much #baby maenora and baby helaena were the best little weird sisters #but then helaena grew up and her weirdness sort of stopped when she claimed her dragon #but maenora's never #because she never got the opportunity to claim one #i mean yeah she did but it just isnt meant for a dragondreamer to be a dragonrider #or she dont? idk #but i mean #i like the vibes of this so i may just keep her dragonless so she stays more in contact with the ground you know - #i like the vibes of the ground keeping the dragon and also hightower magic vibes/have a hold on her #because maenora knows #if she had a dragon #she would have flown away a very long time ago #oc: maelora the mad #maelora targaryen #originally maenora but i thought hey wouldnt it be cute if helaena named maelor after her #the mad princess

[teapartyrevolution]

Backstitching… #dragondreams #noLateKnightSnacking #crossstitch #crossstitcher #crossstitching #crossstitchersofinstagram #xstitch #xstitcher #xstitching #xstitchersofinstagram #NotYourGrandmasCrossStitch #RealStitchersDontSteal #CraftyKitten #CraftyKittenFabric #CraftyKittenFabricMoonlight #Moonlight #32ct #32ctMurano #lovecrossstitch #stitchingisbadass https://www.instagram.com/p/CqXxVlVLOIZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#dragondreams #nolateknightsnacking #crossstitch #crossstitcher #crossstitching #crossstitchersofinstagram #xstitch #xstitcher #xstitching #xstitchersofinstagram #notyourgrandmascrossstitch #realstitchersdontsteal #craftykitten #craftykittenfabric #craftykittenfabricmoonlight #moonlight #32ct #32ctmurano #lovecrossstitch #stitchingisbadass

[dinastiatargaryen]

#housetargaryen #targaryendinasty #targaryen #viserys #viserysi #viserysitargaryen #king #westeros #valyria #dragondream #dragons #balerion #dracarys #asoiaf #asongoficeandfire #hotd #houseofthedragon #ironthrone #danceofdragons #targaryencivilwar

[cineria-dreamscape]

"One lifetime" Gouache and ink on canvas 18 x 13 cm

#traditionalartwork #paintingdreams #painting #dragondream #gouache #gouachepainting #popart #illustration #cineriacreations

[dragondreamsanddangerousdeals]

I'm attempting to write my first chaptered fic and im just sitting here typing like "how do people do this"

#not fic #dragondream rambles #im kinda enjoying it though! #i should probably plan out how the stories going to go #it started as a oneshot and has grown a mind of its own #this is also kinda my trial run for another fic i REALLY wanna continue but just havrnt figure out how to write yet

[colourmanic]

#EzRepost @dragons.dream.in.colour with @ezrepostapp A Knotty Problem... @russelljamesart Dragon Dreams. Fantastic Buddy Colour with my friend and talented colourist, @symantha.creative 😊. Please swipe to see Symantha's beautiful dragons!! I love how the pink really stands out... they are so pretty and vibrant 💖💗. I went with a limited colour palette - swipe to see my combinations. It was fun to stick within these colours and not use "All The Colours" 🤣. I really enjoy using Ohuhu Alcohol markers as a base layer on Russell's books and then layering pencils on top as they go on quite smoothly and the white pencil stands out over the markers 😁 📖 - Dragon Dreams, RJ Hampson 🖊 - Ohuhu alcohol markers 🖍 - Prismacolor and Arteza pencils 🖊 - White Posca Pen for highlights #russelljamesart #dragondreams #dragondreamscoloringbook #dragoncoloring #dragoncoloringbook #buddycolor #buddycolour #colouringforadultsisfun #colouringfriends #adultcolouringhobby #colouringforadults #coloringfriendsarethebest https://www.instagram.com/p/CgPq8uyjzht/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ezrepost #russelljamesart #dragondreams #dragondreamscoloringbook #dragoncoloring #dragoncoloringbook #buddycolor #buddycolour #colouringforadultsisfun #colouringfriends #adultcolouringhobby #colouringforadults #coloringfriendsarethebest

[15-lizards]

I now present to you Tumblr in Westeros

Themaidenfaire: *painting of a weirwood* this is so gender #just wait until I meet some children of the forest…then u will all see

Floriansfool: regicide would fix me idk

Tuncan-the-Dall: literally call me the kingslayer the way I want to fuck the queen rn #JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASEEEE YOUR GRACE

Oldtownboy: I literally HATE the citadel my Maester makes me want to kill myself the stuffed Little Valyrian looks at me while I’m forging my links and says go white boy go #rant

Jadempress: I need pussy from a guy at the wall

Black_dreaded: *tapestry of Harrenhal* this is where I blog from btw #mmm rot

Your-best-westerosi-girl: literally call me the kettleblacks the way I want to fuck the queen rn #need crazy lady pussy NOW #would push a kid out the moondoor for it

Pykedyke: all of u are cowards. If I saw lady stoneheart I would fuck her. #you like your milfs crazy I like mine rotting we aren’t the same

Dragondreaming: me and my friends would beat Joffery to death with hammers I can tell you that much #rhaegar coded

Kingslayers-golden-hand: FUCK the riverlands I’m killing myself #personal #literally can’t have shit at riverrun

Sunlightinherhair: she long on my claw until I get beheaded

Arthurs_big_naturals: if you actually think dragons are back you all need to have lobotomies ❤️ #you are all so dumb. Gods bless

#asoiaf #asoiaf shitposting #coming up with these users was a fucking workout #tag urself I’m pykedyke who wants to fuck a corpse

[navree]

paddy saying that viserys, if he weren’t such an absent motherfucker, would have been thrilled at helaena also having dragondreams.........well now i’m sad

#personal #in case anyone's lived their life under a rock and doesn't remember cassandra from greek mythology #having prophetic abilities can be some really scary shit #can you imagine if viserys had tried even a *little bit* with his kids by alicent #and he'd realize that his daughter also has this super rare ability #they could have bonded! it could have made him feel less alone in it! #(like god who was the last targaryen dragondreamer before him? aegon? visenya? who knows) #and for helaena we know she often has dragondreams about violence #how helpful would it have been to have a father who's able to guide her through this #especially when she has such TROUBLE being able to communicate it to her family to the point of frustration #you saw how angry she was about not being able to tell alicent what was meant about there being 'a beast beneath the boards' #if viserys had been even a smidge less of an ass he would have known this #and it's so upsetting

[two-white-butterflies]

Coaxed You Into Paradise v.2

Description: The life of Saera Targaryen told in four acts. She was her father's forgotten daughter, cast aside as she looked nothing like her mother. Her younger days were spent beside her uncle. Years following her marriage with Ser Harwin Strong, she catches him in an affair with her older sister. She returns to seek solace in the arms of her uncle, that she's loved all her life.

ACT ONE: ORPHANS OF DRAGONSTONE

Chapter One: Valyrian Necklace Chapter Two: Dragondreamers Chapter Three: Saera and Daemon Chapter Four: Home Chapter Five: Daegon Chapter Six: Morning Glory

ACT TWO: STEPSTONES

Chapter Seven: The Gold Cloaks Chapter Eight: Labyrinth Chapter Nine: The Greens Chapter Ten: King of the Narrow Sea Chapter Eleven: Vengeance (Saera I) Chapter Twelve: Kepus Chapter Thirteen: Breakbones and The Realm's Delight (Saera I) Chapter Fourteen: Reformation

Chapter Fifteen: Children of Valyria Chapter Sixteen: Nine Turns of the Moon Chapter Seventeen: Battle of Birth Chapter Eighteen: Brown Eyes Chapter Nineteen: Kepa's Concern Chapter Twenty: Driftmark Chapter Twenty-One: Blood of Two Chapter Twenty-Two: The Aftermath Chapter Twenty-Three: Green and White

ACT THREE: THE DANCE OF THE DRAGONS

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Dance Chapter Twenty-Five: Bastards of House Targaryen Chapter Twenty-Six: Alyssa and Aemond Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fear of Losing Children Chapter Twenty-Eight: Kingslanding Chapter Twenty-Nine: Victory/Blood and Cheese (Alyssa II) Chapter Thirty: Blood and Cheese II

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#daemon x reader #daemon targaryen x oc #daemon targaryen #daemon targaryen x reader #prince daemon targaryen #daemon targaryen headcanon #daemon targaryen fic #daemon targaryen smut #daemon targaryen imagine #daemon targaryen fanfic #daemon targaryen fluff #house targaryen #house of the dragon #daemon headcanons #daemon prince #daemonism #hotd daemon

[sweetaprilbutterfly]

“The past is already written. The ink is dry.”

Aemond Targaryen died in the Battle of Gods Eye, history proclaimed thus.

However, when Aemond Targaryen inexplicably drew breath once more, hundred-and-seventy years had passed since the dragons danced.

He has no dragon, no army, no family, and no throne. Only a bastard girl by the name of Alayne Stone and a dragondream to guide him.

witchcraft in your lips by slaymond

#sansa x aemond fic #Sansa x Aemond #Aemond x Sansa #Sansa Stark #Aemond Targaryen #aemondsa #firesteel #sansastarkedit #aemondtargaryenedit #gotedit #asoiafedit #hotdedit #GoT #Game of Thrones #House of the Dragon #ASOIAF #my edits #slaymond #aemondtargaryen

[joeyscherryjubilee]

Like Calls to Like (I)

Pairing: Aemond x OC

Author's Note: First part! Keen to see what y'all think. There's a bit of mutual pining but won't be much slow burn. Keeping to the show, we're gonna have a few time jumps.

Warnings: Jealous!Aemond, time-jump six years from the prologue

Word Count: 3,420

Summary: Aemond and Laenyra have been in love for years, they just aren't willing to admit it yet. At Aegon's nameday celebrations, Laenyra looks for answers about her dragon and Aemond gets jealous.

Laenyra huffed, turning in the mirror, trying to see all angles of the dress. 

“I don’t know.” She muttered, twirling back and forth. 

Helaena giggled at her niece’s antics, the handmaidens standing against the wall giggled as the princess spun so quickly she almost fell over. 

“Wasn’t there a red and black one?” Laenyra asked, looking to Helaena with a hopeful smile. 

Her aunt nodded and looked to the maids. 

“Bring us that gown.” 

They rushed to fulfil the command and Helaena came forward, helping in undoing the strings binding the dress together. 

“Thank you.” Laenyra murmured, stepping out of the dress and discarding it on the bed.

Helaena stroked the slight bags under Laenyra’s eyes with a frown. 

“You haven’t been sleeping well?” Her aunt asked quietly. 

“No, it’s the dragondreams.” Laenyra shifted on the spot. “We’ve been flying south the past few weeks. Lately, as soon as I fall asleep I’m there.” 

Laenyra did not fear the strange dreams, but it was difficult to find rest when her mind was so far away and she often woke up exhausted. 

“South?” Helaena asked and threw an arm around her niece’s shoulders, wishing to provide comfort.

“Yes, I recognised Horn Hill a few nights past.” She yawned, resting her head on Helaena. 

“Well a Lord Tarly is visiting in honour of Aegon’s nameday, perhaps you can speak to him and ask about it, if your dragon has been there for a little while, he might of heard of it.”

Helaena’s idea was a good one and Laenyra felt hope bloom in her chest.

The servants presented the embellished gown of black and crimson and Laenyra’s heart soared and her smile lit the room. Helaena assisted her in getting it on, pulling the dress ti secure it properly before ushering her niece to the mirror once again. 

The gown was tight. Though it was clearly made it be, to accentuate the proportions of her body.

“You look so beautiful, like the red lacewing butterfly.” Helaena said dreamily.

“Thank you, Helaena.” Laenyra had no idea what a red lacewing butterfly looked like, but any comparison to a bug was a big compliment when coming from her aunt. “Do you think everyone will like it?”

“You mean Aemond?” She asked with a small smile. “Yes, I think he will.” 

“Shall we?” Laenyra did a playful bow, attempting to change the topic, and offered her arm as she stood. Helaena giggled and took it, slotting themselves together. 

The two princesses laughed as they ran down the halls, Helena outstripping Laenyra and giggling at how difficult it was for her niece to run in such a dress. They were hurrying in order to not miss the official entrance of the royal family. 

Laenyra grabbed at Helaena as she almost rounded the final corner and tugged her into an alcove. 

“Wait.” She whispered and fixed her aunt’s dress that had ridden up from running. 

“Thank you.” Helaena murmured and tucked Laenyra’s stray hair back into place. 

They rounded the corner as one, arms linked and smiling in such an innocent way that surely no one could accuse them of anything.  

“You’re late.” Ser Criston reprimanded as they came into view. 

“Princesses are never late, Ser Criston.” Viserys corrected and his smile brightened as he reached for his granddaughter. “Everyone else is simply early.” 

“You look so beautiful, my dear girl. Your mother must be so proud of you.” He manoeuvred with his cane and stepped forward, pressing a frail kiss to Laenyra’s cheek and a kind hand on Helena’s cheek. 

“Happy name-day, Prince Aegon.” Helaena and Laenyra spoke in unison as Queen Alicent ushered Aegon forward. He muttered a greeting at them, stumbling slightly. 

“You will escort your wife.” Alicent muttered sternly and the eldest son of Viserys huffed and begrudgingly offered Helaena his arm. The princess took it with a grimace and Laenyra smiled supportively as Helaena sent a sad look her way. 

“And Aemond will escort Laenyra!” Viserys said happily. Alicent looked as though she would rather have Vhagar escort Aemond to the ball, but could say nothing as her husband stepped aside and ushered their second son forward. 

Her heart beat fast as he stood before her, the top half of his hair pulled back but the rest cascading downwards in silken tresses. His tunic was fitted to perfection, an inky green that only enhanced the vividness of his eye. He had gotten a new eyepatch too, she noticed, a deep brown leather that he seemed to prefer to his old one. He smiled at her and her knees almost gave way.

His eye darkened as it roamed over her, his jaw clenched and unclenched twice before he managed to steady himself. 

“Princess Laenyra.” Aemond said and bowed to her with a charming grin.

Laenyra blushed at his antics.

“Prince Aemond.” She teased and took his outstretched hand, her heart leaping in her chest as he pressed a kiss to it before tucking it in the crook of his elbow.

Viserys chuckled as he watched them, his love of their relationship one of the few things that granted him true happiness in recent years. He was eagerly waiting for the day in which they acknowledged their feelings to each other, so he might arrange a match between them, if he could convince Alicent. 

“Right.” The queen said briskly, attempting to draw the attention off of the too familiar relationship. “Shall we?” 

Viserys nodded and they all fell into line, Aegon and Helaena behind the king and queen. Laenyra and Aemond behind them, her fingers slotting between his as Ser Criston announced their entry. 

“You are perfection, Laenyra.” Aemond whispered as the doors were pulled open. 

“You exaggerate, uncle.” She said with a soft smile, half-tempted to flee from his intense gaze, but she could never run from her Aemond. 

“On the contrary, niece.” He purred and led them forward into the hall. “Sometimes I look at you, and I can scarcely believe you are real.” 

“You are silly.” Laenyra mumbled and Aemond chuckled, parading them through the hall and to the head table, the two of them sitting next to Helaena and Aegon. 

The surrounding tables were lined with courtesans, those who lived at court, though that number had dwindled slowly with the king’s ailing health. 

“Did Aemond like your dress?” Her aunt asked as soon as they sat down, not bothering to lower her voice and Laenyra groaned internally as Aemond’s look became one of intense interest and he leaned closer to them. 

“Indeed, dear sister. I dare say our niece is a vision sent by the gods themselves.” He said with a grin, enjoying how Laenyra’s face flushed at his continued appraisal of her appearance 

“I told you he would like it!” Her aunt beamed at the two of them, often finding refuge from her own marriage in the building relationship between her brother and niece. 

“You were worried about my opinion?” Aemond asked, his voice lowering slightly as he frowned. 

Laenyra huffed. 

“I just wanted to look nice.” She muttered defensively. 

“You have succeeded so severely I believe that ‘nice’ would be an insult.”

“You’re making her uncomfortable, Aemond.” Helaena said softly, noticing how Laenyra shifted and mistaking it for discomfort. In reality Laenyra wished to pull him closer and press their lips together, the audience before them be damned. His words stirred such a heat in her belly, a fire that only ignited in his presence. 

Aemond took his sister’s words though and quieted himself, allowing Laenyra a slight reprieve from her yearning for him. 

Viserys stood and the room silenced. 

“It is wonderful to see you all.” He said in a soft voice, his health not allowing him to project across the banquet hall. “We are all here to celebrate my Aegon’s name day. He is a man grown, and I am rejoiced to be able to welcome you here.” 

He let out a small cough and went to continue, though he had to sit in order to collect himself as a spasm of pain went through him. Viserys sat at Alicent’s urging and everyone clapped politely, sharing looks of concern at their king’s depleting health. 

Aegon wasted no time in toasting the room before drinking very deeply from his cup. 

Alicent grimaced at her son’s choice but said nothing, Otto simply regarded Aegon calmly before his gaze flicked over to Laenyra and Aemond. She stared back resolutely, she would not be intimidated by such a man. 

Aemond caught her staring back at his grandsire and huffed, their feud something he could not prevent though it irritated him endlessly. He drew Laenyra’s attention back to him with a touch, glaring at Otto for disrupting her happiness. 

“He enjoys upsetting you, I think.” He said softly, placing a large cut of prime rib on her plate before serving himself. 

Laenyra growled under her breath, picking at the food while shooting daggers to Otto. Her anger was soon forgotten though as Helaena grimaced at Aegon’s loud belch. She attempted to ignore the rudeness of her uncle as she ate. Though soon she saw his gaze flicker over to a serving girl by the door and decided enough was enough. Laenyra leant over and rested her chin on Helaena’s shoulder with a comforting smile. 

“Would you like to dance?” She asked softly, nodding towards the already twirling couples, those eager to forget the heaviness of the atmosphere. 

Helaena adored dancing and she smiled eagerly, her anxieties momentarily forgotten. 

“Yes, I would like to dance.”

Laenyra turned to Aemond. 

“I going to dance with Helaena.” She said and squeezed his arm as she stood. 

“Would you like me to accompany you?” He asked, standing quickly to pull her char out for her. 

“I believe we will be okay.” Laenyra teased at his protective tone. “Though you are welcome to jump in if I need saving from a monster.” 

“Hmm.” He hummed, smirking amusedly at her jests.

Aemond watched them step down from the table together, his eye keenly sweeping over the crowd, determining there were no threats to the two people he cared most about. 

He saw nothing of import but kept a keen eye on them nonetheless. 

“You lead.” Laenyra encouraged her aunt eagerly. Helaena nodded determinedly and lead Laenyra in a dance, their own movements matching those of the surrounding partners. The princesses giggled at the disapproving looks from some the crowd, the fact neither one of them was escorted seemed to be displeasing to a few Lords and Ladies. 

They managed to dance three songs together before someone disrupted them, a lord from the Riverlands asking Helaena to dance, no doubt wanting the favour of the princess rumoured to be so kind. 

Laenyra met Aemond’s high from the high table and grinned as he raised a teasing eyebrow. She began weaving through the crowd, seeking to go and pull him into a dance. 

“Might I have this dance, Princess Laenyra?” She halted and saw Aemond frown as someone spoke from behind her. 

Laenyra spun on her heel to face an unfamiliar man. 

“Lord Alan Tarly of H-”

“Horn Hill!” Laenyra chirped, interrupting the lord in her excitement. “Apologies for interrupting you, my lord.” 

“There is nothing to apologise for, Princess.” He said politely, clearly happy that she knew of him.

“So you are enjoying the capital?” Laenyra asked, eager to converse with him, trying to figure out a way to guide the conversation.

Lord Tarly hummed as though in thought. 

“The trickery of the court is unfortunately lost on me, I have no patience for those who do not mean what they say. Or perhaps I am not quick enough to keep up.” He said it with a smile and Laenyra found herself warming to the Lord. 

“You are an honest man to admit such a shortcoming, though I must admit the necessity of cunning in court is a tiresome one.” She said with a graceful twirl as the music built. 

“And you, my princess, are the first to admit the extremity of cunning required in the capital. I do believe that means I can trust you.”

Laenyra gave the lord a smile, allowing him to lead her through the dance.

“I do believe only fools trust dragons.” She said with a teasing tone. 

“Call me a fool then.” Lord Tarly stated with a grin and Laenyra laughed. 

The dance came to an end and they clapped politely. 

“Might I be inappropriate and ask you for another dance?” 

“You may.” Laenyra grinned, she liked Alan Tarly and his honesty about the cruel games of the capital. She didn’t get many chances to meet new people any more, in the time of her mother living in the capital, visitors were common and easy to meet. But as Viserys’ state weakened, newcomers were far and few between. 

The music resumed and the couple began dancing once again. 

“So on Horn Hill, the surrounding forests are said to be full of game, is that true?” Laenyra asked, attempting an air of polite curiosity. 

“Yes! Hunting is a popular pastime, the stags are magnificent to hunt. If you ever visit the Reach, Princess, it would be an honour to host you and a hunt.” He said eagerly, clearly fond of Laenyra and his family’s famed hobby. 

“It is a lovely offer, My Lord.” She said with the politeness of a princess. “Are stags the only large animals in Horn Hill, do you have many predators?” 

If Lord Tarly noticed her focus in their conversation, he made no mention of it. 

“Yes.” He seemed keen to discuss his home and Laenyra was glad for it. “There are bears from the Crownlands and a few wolves even.”

“No number of predators to truly disrupt the balance of prey then?” She asked softly, feeling disappointed at his answer.

Alan Tarly frowned at her peculiar line of questioning but didn’t say anything. 

“There has been a few reports of animal parts, carcasses being found as of late. Only in the past few weeks though, before I journeyed to the capital. Also an oddity of deer coming far too close to the keep’s walls, almost as though a predator, most likely a bear, has wandered into their habitat.” He spoke as a true hunter, the logistics of the it all laid out in preparation for a future hunt, but the specifics confirmed what Laenyra suspected. 

She smiled gratefully at his answer, immediately falling deep in thought. Lord Tarly noticed her shift though and grinned sheepishly. 

“Apologies, Princess Laenyra.” He said with an awkward chuckle. “My family takes hunting as serious as war sometimes. I did not mean to speak on things I’m sure you have no interest in.” 

“No, it is no issue at all, I find it all quite interesting.” Laenyra insisted with a gracious smile. She couldn’t wait to tell Aemond, this was proof her dreams were true. 

Lord Alan led her in the remainder of the dance graciously, his demeanour a friendly one and she was glad to talk to him. 

The music swelled and the dance sped up, Laenyra and Lord Tarly breathless with joyful smiles as the song finally came to an end.

“Might I dare to lead you in a third dance?” His tone was teasing and she was eager to continue their conversation. 

“Of co-”

“I do believe two dances is more than enough.” Aemond’s voice cut through the jovial mood with the sternness of his tone and immediately Lord Alan ducked his head respectfully. “You would not want anyone to believe something improper is going on.” 

The clipped way he spoke told Laenyra he was jealous, and she turned to face him, her hand reaching to tuck into his elbow. 

“Of course not, my prince.” The lord bowed once again and turned to Laenyra. “It was a pleasure, Princess Laenyra. I hope to see more of you during my visit.” 

“Of course you do.” Aemond muttered with such hostility that she led him away and into a dance, the song slower now and perfect for conversing and not being overheard. 

He gripped her waist firmly, his fingers grasping at her as his other hand slotted perfectly over her own. His eagerness to have her in his grasp was quite endearing. 

“There was no need to interrupt.” She murmured calmly.

“You looked like you needed saving.” 

Laenyra grinned at his protective nature, though jealousy certainly played its part in Aemond’s actions. 

“I was asking Lord Tarly about his home, if you must know.” She said coolly and squeezed his hand to let Aemond know she was not upset. 

“Horn Hill, why?” He asked, an eyebrow arching at the oddness of her interest. “You’ve never mentioned an interest in the Reach before.” 

Laenyra took a brief, casual, glance around to ensure no one was focusing too much on the two of them. 

“I had another dream last night.” She said softly. 

Aemond frowned. 

“Why did you not come and wake me?” He asked, his hand on her waist drawing her closer as his voice lowered. They had slept separately the past few nights, an odd occurrence as the two of them could only sleep peacefully in the other’s company. 

Laenyra shrugged nonchalantly but Aemond saw through her immediately. 

“They’ve been bad again?” He asked, his look one of deep concern. 

“Not bad.” She insisted quickly. “Just intense. We’ve been hunting more and I think flying South. We flew over Bitterbridge in the night, I recognised the old stone bridge and the flat lands. Though we have been near Horn Hill for a little while.”

“Not ‘we’, Laenyra. I know you feel part of the beast but they are dreams, we have no proof the dragon even exists.” Aemond spoke kindly but she frowned at his words. 

“You know they are more than dreams, and no one would be able to spot such a dark dragon if he only flew at night. I saw the damage to the Stony Sept before we received word of it.” 

Aemond nodded to himself, he knew her dreams were more than imagination, especially when she faded away from him during the day, though those fits had become less common as they had gotten older. 

“Alright, what did your Lord Tarly say?” He asked, attempting to keep out the jealous tone and failing. 

“He said that there has been less game as of late, or the prey had taken to hiding from something. His maester had theorised that there must be an increase of predators or something has migrated south and disrupted the normal balance. Only a dragon could do such a thing, and the forests are so dense and unpopulated by people that no one would be able to see it.” 

Aemond could not argue with her sound logic, but the idea of his princess running off to Horn Hill in search of a wild dragon was unimaginably dangerous, and he would never allow her to go into such danger. 

“Allow me to take you if you must go.” He blurted it out desperately though they had discussed it multiple times. 

“Aemond, you know that you cannot. You are too protective and Vhagar will scare off any dragon, wild or eitherawise, and you will not allow me to get too close and you would be putting yourself in danger, there are countless reasons for you not to come.”

“None of them important enough to dismantle the one reason I should go.” 

Laenyra huffed, her exasperation at his stubborn defence of her beyond irritating. 

“Oh yes, what reason is that?”

“We are always meant to be together.” He said calmly but his eye was ablaze with passion.

Aemond’s gaze was intense and she ducked her head, attempting to conceal how flustered she was. He twirled her once more as the music swelled and then led her off the dance floor, his arm firm around her waist. 

“You will come to my room tonight.” He said softly, pressing a kiss full of care to her hand as he finally released her. “Then perhaps we can both sleep soundly.” 

Laenyra smiled softly and nodded, wishing to hug him tightly but people were glancing at their abrupt departure from the dance. 

“Alright.” She consented and pressed a daring kiss to his cheek before disappearing into the crowd, embarrassed at her own brazenness.

Aemond stared after her. The fire inside him roaring as he withheld from chasing after the woman he loved. 

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[darkestspring]

velaryon reader looks like a dreamer like helaena, she is in her own world and everyone in driftmark is used to it. She goes out to collect shells every morning on the coast, she likes to paint with watercolors (which her father and uncle bring her, some are given to her by Aemond, Aegon and Didan in secret), she takes rides on her dragon, sings and delights everyone. . although her family gives her the finest silks and the brightest jewelry she definitely sees her wearing pastel colors and simple dresses (RHAENYS COMBS HER HAIR EVERY DAY).

alicent tried to get reader to be helaena's lady-in-waiting but all the velaryons refused as it would mean reader going to the red keep, rhaenyra constantly sends her red and black dresses, jewelry and loves spending time with her (not so secretly competes with alicent)

alicent and rhaenyras competition over reader's favor is a wellknown fact. everyone knows about it, everyone but reader.

reader lives inside her own world, she had dresses in every color but she greatly favors blue dresses because they remind her of the ocean, her secondary home. reader dresses in all sorts of blue shades as she picks stones and a variety of shells that she found on the shore.

her dragondreaming is different from helaenas, reader doesn't give prophecies but they way she says things to others makes it seem like she already knows. and she does, she knows all sorts of things before they happen.

she sits by the shore and paints all sorts of things. most of her painting hang on the walls in driftmark, alicent and rhaenyra have their own paintings (which they basically begged reader to make for them) and even helaena has her own painting (a gift from reader)

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[teapartyrevolution]

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