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valaenatargaryensdragon · 7 months

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The Queen's Gambit

pairing: Fanon!Viserys Targaryen x Female OC

summary: Vanesha Lannister will not rest until she reaches her goal.

Word count: 1,7K

Warnings: Smut, P in V, squirting

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The Red Keep stood tall, its imposing towers casting shadows over the city of King's Landing. Within its walls, a game of power and ambition unfolded, and at the center of it all was Vanesha Lannister.

She was a woman of intelligence and cunning, possessing a beauty that could captivate even the most resolute of men. But her true strength lay in her ability to identify weaknesses and exploit them. Viserys I Targaryen, the King of Westeros, was her latest prey.

As Vanesha walked through the gilded corridors of the Red Keep, her mind churned with calculated thoughts. She knew of Viserys' insatiable desire for sons, heirs to carry on the Targaryen legacy. It was a vulnerability she intended to exploit to the fullest.

In the candlelit chambers, she found Viserys engrossed in his own thoughts. His brow furrowed as he stared at a map of Westeros, contemplating the future of his dynasty. He looked up as Vanesha entered, and for a moment, his expression softened.

"Vanesha," he said, his voice laced with a longing he could barely conceal. "You look as radiant as ever."

Vanesha smiled, a calculated glint in her sapphire eyes. She moved closer to him, her movements graceful and deliberate. "My lord, I've been thinking," she began, her voice a velvet whisper. "Have you noticed how few daughters my family has produced over the years? It's always sons, strong sons to carry the name of Lannister."

Viserys, ever the dreamer of male heirs, nodded eagerly. "Yes, I've heard the tales. The Lannisters are blessed with sons, while the Targaryens..."

Vanesha's hand gently touched his arm, a subtle caress that sent a shiver down Viserys' spine. "It's a trait that runs in my blood, my lord. And I would be honored to provide you with the sons you so dearly desire."

Viserys' eyes widened, his vulnerability laid bare. It was a promise he had longed to hear, and Vanesha knew she had him ensnared. The courtship began, a dance of seduction and manipulation, and Viserys was utterly captivated.

Years passed, and Vanesha became Viserys' confidante and advisor. Her beauty remained undiminished, even after childbirth, as she presented him with not one, but three sons. The King was besotted, his every decision influenced by the woman who had fulfilled his dreams.

In the shadows of the Red Keep, Vanesha Lannister's ambition thrived, and Viserys I Targaryen remained a willing puppet, unaware of the strings that bound him to her will.

"Gods yes" Vanesha's head fell back, pure pleasure coursing through her body. She wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment forever.

"Viserys please" Vanesha moaned out loud. her thighs burned from the position. Viserys smirked watching her bounce on his cock, she looked like a goddess, his cock so deep inside of her, filling her.

"Take it" Viserys ordered, grunting as he pushed his hips up to meet her thrusts. Vanesha felt her whole body beginning to tremble with the orgasm coursing through her fighting to come forward.

"So close" She cried. her arms wrapped around his neck yelping when he moved. Her whines made his heart thump as he pulled out of her hole.

"Whore" Viserys smirked. he manhandled her body to move her to kneel on the bed. He pushed her down on her hands before entering her again.

"Viserys!" She squeaked, desperate to cum again. Viserys' hips snapped forward into her, burying his entire length inside. He felt delicious, so deep inside of her. He had already pulled an orgasm from her earlier with his lips merely suckling on her breast, emptying them helping her with the ache from not breast feeding their newest addition, Jahaerys, their son was being fed by the wet nurse while Vanesha finished her queenly duties.

"Yes, you like to be filled up, don't you?" Viserys asked. He never felt anymore power than he did with his cock deep inside of her cunt.

"Yes fill me up, give me a child" Vanesha whined, she pushed her hips back wanting him deeper. One of her hands sneaked in between her thighs, rubbing her pearl furiously.

"Cumming" She warned, Viserys picked up his pace. Vanesha's eyes rolled back with pure pleasure. She gasped when he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her back.

"Viserys" She moaned, her back falling on his chubby belly. Her head rested back on his shoulder giving him access to kiss up and down her neck. He pushed her hand away and took over rubbing her clit.

She wiggled in his arm with overstimulation, he was adamant on making her cum having heard that when a woman cums there are higher chances to conceive. After the orgasm he gave her from suckling on her breasts he moved down to suckle on the same clit he was rubbing like a mad man, she made him a mad man and he was happy with it.

"Shit" She wailed hoarsly, her whole body falling forward, the knot in her stomach snapping making her gush around Viserys' cock. Viserys watched proudly as his wife's body trembled under him but refusing to push his cock out, her hips moving back unconsciously keeping him inside.

Vanesha shivered as Viserys ran his hands up and down her side to comfort her. She moved back on her hands and looked back over her shoulder at Viserys with a dazed smile. Viserys grinned in return and resumed the movement of his hips.

"I shall make sure your womb is filled to the brim with my seed tonight" Viserys declared. One of his hands moved onto her lower belly and pressed down on it. Vanesha gasped deliciously eating the pleasure he gave. She was ready to give him a millions sons.

"Don't stop" She begged, she was desperate. Viserys picked up his pace feeling his balls tighten, he was close.

"Fill me with your royal seed" Vanesha begged. She was going to give him more children, she was going to choke him with them, she was going to rule him with them.

Viserys' head fell back, her soaked pussy was just right, he has never felt this kind of pleasure before. He wanted to devour her if possible. His thick finger rand down till they reached down between her legs pinching her pearl again.

Vanesha's cried echoed off the the walls losing herself to the pleasure. Each touch made her skin light up on fire. Viserys collected her wetness and moved his hand up to her face. Vanesha opened her mouth welcoming his fingers into her mouth, moaning loudly when she tasted herself on his fingers.

"Good breeding mare" Viserys praised. Vanesha almost fainted right then and there at his words. She sucked his fingers as if they were his cock.

"Viserys" Vanesha moaned around his fingers. He pushed her tongue down, moaning when she swirled it around his fingers.

"Fucking hell, will fill you up with another son" He gasped quickening his thrusts. Vanesha thrashed in between his arms. he pulled out his fingers from her mouth with a pop. Vanesha cried now moans on full volume with nothing blocking them from coming out of her mouth.

She thrashed and cried and pushed back and forward, her orgasm was like fire, her back arched like the one of a cat as she squirted. Viserys pushed his cock inside of her as deep as possible making sure to shoot his seed as deep inside of her as possible, not to waste a singular drop even when he walls resisted him, even when her liquids tried to push him out.

The birth of their fourth son, Aeryn, marked another significant moment in Vanesha Lannister's plan for power and influence within House Targaryen. She had already achieved the unimaginable - securing her position as the mother of four sons, each of them a potential heir to the Iron Throne.

As Aeryn's cries echoed through the halls of the Red Keep, Vanesha held the newborn close, her mind racing with thoughts of the future. She had successfully given Viserys the sons he so desired, and now her attention turned to the next phase of her ambitious scheme.

In the privacy of their chambers, she broached the topic with the king, her voice gentle yet persuasive. "My love," she began, "I cannot help but think of the future of our sons. Aegon, our eldest, is a true heir in every sense. Strong and capable, he embodies the qualities of a future king."

Viserys, who had longed for male heirs, listened intently. "You speak the truth, Vanesha. Aegon is a fine boy, and I'm proud to call him my son."

Encouraged by his response, Vanesha continued, her words carefully chosen. "Rhaenyra is a remarkable girl, but it's well known that sons are favored in the realm. Aegon should be our heir, my love. It's the best way to secure the future of House Targaryen."

Viserys hesitated, torn between tradition and the desires of his heart. "Rhaenyra is my daughter," he replied, his voice filled with paternal affection.

Vanesha placed a reassuring hand on his arm, her eyes filled with concern. "I understand your love for her, my king. But we must consider the stability of the realm. Aegon is the strongest choice, and he would have the support of many lords and allies."

Viserys contemplated her words, his gaze fixed on the newborn Aeryn. He had always dreamed of strong sons to carry on the Targaryen legacy, and now he had them. The idea of naming Aegon as his heir, instead of Rhaenyra, held a certain appeal.

Vanesha continued to work her persuasive charm, planting the seeds of doubt in Viserys' mind regarding Rhaenyra's suitability as an heir. She knew that, with time, she could mold his thoughts to align with her ambitions.

As the days turned into weeks and months, Vanesha's influence grew, and the idea of Aegon as the heir to the Iron Throne gained traction. Viserys, still enamored with his sons, began to entertain the possibility.

Little did he know that his queen, Vanesha Lannister, was orchestrating a quiet revolution, one that could alter the course of history in Westeros. The future of House Targaryen hung in the balance, and the queen's ambitions knew no bounds.

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dragons-and-handcuffs · 6 months

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Yandere Viserys and his Royce niece

Daemon knowing Viserys drugs his daughter every night so Viserys can have his way with her as she sleeps

Royce!Reader being oblivious to her uncle fucking her every night despite the ache between her legs in the mornings

Daemon also secretly slipping fertility potions into his daughters drinks knowing Viserys will fill her cunt with his seed as she sleeps

Royce!Reader in shock at getting pregnant despite being an untouched virgin (as far as she knows)

Royce!Reader even more shocked when her uncle Viserys pins her down in his bed the night he announced he was will marry her to her horror

Viserys telling her he hopes their child is a boy as he fuck her cervix

Viserys was pleased to find out that you are very fertile. You got pregnant even before your wedding. He fucks you day and night and even continue to drug you sometimes because he just loves you vulnerable and helpless. You wake up sore and cun in your holes.

Viserys has ordered the guards to not let out of your room, especially after you got pregnant. You can only wear what he wants you to wear and most of the time he keeps you naked in his room.

Imagine he roughly fucking you while you are pregnant and telling you pregnancy suits you and he will always keep you pregnant.

He was extremely delighted when you gave birth to a boy. And he is certain within the next ten months he will have another son.

You have begged Daemon to sneak some moontea to you but instead he secretly gives you fertility potions, in fact Viserys knows about it

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dyingroses · 9 months

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Some House of the Dragon + text posts and stuff

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paintb0x · 5 months

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sketched this at 4am ‘cause i was bored

try to guess who is who,!

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bunnyshideawayy · 6 days

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“Rhaenyra and Alicent’s relationship wasn’t equal”

and that is the exact reason the narrative the show presents doesn’t work.

Rhaenyra is a true born princess, a dragon rider, her father’s favored child, and named heir to the throne. Rhaenyra is above Alicent in every way politically until she is married to Viserys and then Alicent is Queen through marriage only, but as we are shown in both show and book canon she takes pleasure in exorcising her power and station as Queen. Alicent in show was a noble born lady who had been aged down and forced to play into the many roles of all of Rhaenyra’s ladies in wait AND given Laena’s part. in the book Alicent is 10+ years Rhaenyra’s senior, known in Jaehaery’s court and then Visery’s through Otto. already we can see no matter how you spin it their relationship would always be imbalanced. they are in completely different classes and held to completely different responsibilities.

presenting their relationship as if it has equal footing serves to take away from the political scheming and ambition of each character and tries to give us this one note story of girl bosses and petty jealousy.

Rhaenyra and Alicent already have a complex and dramatic dynamic, they both have plenty of both justified and unjustified reasons to dislike/distrust each other. they don’t NEED the forced character swapping, age changing, and plot rearranging to give that to them.

this scene in particular was so book canon imo. even with the show age swapping and character changes this scene, the dialogue, everything about it encapsulated the fight between Alicent and Rhaenyra- their political and personal differences, their fight for their family, the scheming afterward with Otto/Daemon. it was possibly one of the most book canon moments in terms of characterization for either of them.

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blakeswritingimagines · 9 months

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"I wasn't thinking..." *SMUT*

Summary: Being close to some of the royal greens was a lucky break for you, but what happens when a certain attraction takes places and you can no longer help yourself

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

Word count: 4.5k

Warnings: This is Fem reader, cheating, age gap, masturbating slightly, male dom/ fem sub,

You had been Alicent's personal handmaid since she married into the Targaryen family and even went out of your way to help the king as well without ever expecting anything back for it, going about your day even once you had gotten order from the queen to help and care for her husband in anyway he needed which you simply agreed as you made your way to the shared chambers before gently knocking on the door and spoke kindly "Your majesty?".

"Do come in…" Viserys was at the writing desk, sitting over a pile of paper with his quill still firmly between his clenched fists as if he was in the middle of writing when he heard your soft footsteps. He seemed exhausted, his expression tired as he saw you. You slowly entered as you closed the door behind you before making your way over to him with your hands behind your back as you gave him a kind smile, keeping your voice soft when you spoke toward the king even as you noticed how exhausted he was but figured it was just the duty of ruling as king "The queen has requested I look after you and meet any needs you may have your majesty."

Viserys sighed as he sat further back into his seat as if he was exhausted and didn't want to move as he let the quill fall, the ink dripping slightly. He looked up, rubbing his temples with one hand while the other covered his mouth as he bit down on his hand. He seemed to be in so much pain. "Yes… yes, of course. That would be nice…" He closed his eyes, leaning back and resting his head against the back of his chair. Biting down on your lower lip as you watched closely feeling awful that no matter what treatments the older man had no maesters seemed to keep up with actually helping him, nodding your head as you slowly stepped closer only hoping you weren't crossing any boundary with him as you tenderly placed your hands on his shoulders starting to massage him wanting to try and ease the pain away "Anything you may need your majesty, you need only to ask."

Viserys didn't move away as he felt your hands on his shoulders, leaning forward slightly as you massaged him. He sighed as he tried to relax as you worked, relaxing slightly. He opened his eyes, giving you a small smile as he looked back up. "Thank you… please continue… this feels so good." He turned away again, closing his eyes once more as he settled back into his chair. He was exhausted. Nodding your head at his words as you gave him a smile while your hands continued to massage even as they moved down his arms taking your time before you got to his hands, being as tender as you could then leaning down in front of him slightly keeping your focus on helping him only speaking as you glanced at him "Do you wish to lay down in your bed your majesty?". Viserys didn't protest as you began massaging his hands, your soft touch a welcome respite from his constant ailments. He looked at you taking in your words, nodding his head gently. "Yes… yes please…" He was exhausted, wanting nothing more than to rest. "Yes, if you could help me. That would be most appreciated…"

You nodded your head in understanding before placing his hands on your hips as you helped him up and slowly helped him make way over to the bed as you let him rest against you trying to ignore your breasts pushing against him, lightly clearing your throat seeing how he was dressed and knew it would be uncomfortable to sleep in but made no move to do anything or to even keep massaging him as you simply tilted your head looking at him "Anything else you need your majesty?". Viserys tried to ignore the feeling as well, not wanting to disrespect you. However, he wasn't doing a good job, his gaze on you, his thoughts elsewhere. He gave you a tired smile once reaching the bed, laying down and turning off to his side, his gaze still on you. He smiled softly. "No… I think I will be alright from here on. Please, don't trouble yourself further."

Lacing your fingers together in front of yourself as you looked down at him once he was laying down and smiled as you shook your head "No trouble by any means I'm happy to help in anyway", Gently pulling the covers over him as you lightly tugged them under him before you started to fix his pillow not realizing how your breasts were directly into his face "Better?". He turned his head towards the pillow, but his gaze stayed on you even glancing down to your chest. He didn't want to speak, not wanting to embarrass you with his words. Instead, he gave her a small nod, his eyes closing slowly. He was exhausted. "Yes, that's better… good night."

You pulled away as you nodded your head with a smile on your face "Good night your grace" Knowing you couldn't easily leave especially if Alicent questioned you about if the king woke up alone and needed help, choosing to sit down in a seat that was by his desk as you glanced around the room thinking it was absolutely beautiful then leaned back in your seat as you had started to think. Viserys didn't fall asleep right away. Thoughts, doubts, and worries all filled his mind. He couldn't help but notice you sitting in the chair beside him. You were pretty even when he first saw you. That wasn't new. He knew that already. But still, there was a certain allure to you that pulled at him. The feeling was more and more intense the longer he looked at you, the more he heard your voice. He tried to close his eyes again, but he couldn't help but think about you.

You licked your lips as your eyes looked over at him allowing yourself to take in how he looked especially since you had seen portraits of him when he was younger, having found yourself thinking of how handsome he had been or how kind he often was but figured he was like that with everyone even if others tried to tell you it wasn't true but made sure he was in fact asleep at least as it looked from where you were sitting as you bit down on your lower lip as your hands slowly trailed up your thighs and under your dress. Viserys wasn't asleep, even if it looked like he was. He was merely staring at the ceiling now, trying to think of nothing but sleep to help him find some form of rest. He heard the soft sound of someone moving, and his eyes turned to look at you, his gaze falling on where your hands were and as you licked your lips. His heart quickened ever so slightly as he stared at you.

You did your best to stay quiet as you thought he was asleep and didn't want to disturb him or worse get caught doing this especially with him being so close to you, letting out a soft sigh as your head tilted back and your eyes shut close while your hands continued moving around your body from squeezing your breasts or brushing your fingertips across your thighs enjoying the slight teasing you were doing to yourself. Viserys continued staring. Even if he shouldn't, it was so hard not to. Your curves were so… inviting, and your gorgeous skin tone looked like it would be so soft to touch. Despite the fact he was married, he couldn't help but let himself feel slightly excited by how you moved. It was unlike him not to let his emotions control his actions. He continued staring, letting out soft pants as you seemed to get more and more into it, your breathing getting a little heavier.

You could feel your breathing pick up due to how turned on you had become and hoped you had enough time to relax and calm yourself down before the king "woke up" or someone else came to check on everything, placing your hand in between your thighs as your hips rolled against the palm of your hand as you bit down on your lower lip roughly doing your best to let no noises slip past your lips. Viserys continued watching you, getting more and more excited with each breath you took. He tried to ignore the feeling between his legs even as his cock started to twitch and stand at attention, but he couldn't. He was enjoying the view too much. He took a deep breath, slowly removing his bed sheets as he sat up in his bed. He looked at you. "Y/n," he whispered.

Letting out soft pants as your chest moved up and down with each deep breath as your hips continued to move against your hand, using your free hand to feel up your body as you also squeezed your breasts trying to not moan out loud at how great everything felt but didn't notice how the Targaryen king now sat up and watching you nor did you hear him trying to get your attention due to your heart pounding in your ears. Viserys bit down on his lip trying to hide a low groan as he slowly moved closer, his gaze now fixed on your body. He touched your hair, running his fingers gently over your locks as he looked at you. "Do tell me… what are you doing?" He whispered, his voice low and full of want.

You let out a gasp as you jumped once you felt his touch and felt your heart pound roughly in your chest as you stared up at him, having been caught in the act as you quickly placed your hands on your lap and looked down away from him as you heard his question ring in your mind but didn't want to admit you had been thinking of him touching you instead of yourself which caused you to not answer as your mind went to deeply thinking. Viserys continued to look at you. His fingers brushed against your hair, pulling it a little so you were forced to look into his eyes. He looked at you lustfully. "Did you do that because you wanted me?" He whispered. He couldn't deny that he was still excited, even though he knew his actions were wrong.

You felt him tug on your hair which caused your head to tilt back again as another gasp slipped past your lips at the slight sting, looking into his eyes as you licked your lips at his words before you shyly nodded your head and spoke with a nervous edge to your voice as if you didn't want to believe this was truly happening "Yes your grace." He leaned closer, his lips close to your ear. "Say you're mine," he whispered. "Tell me what you do is because of me." He was close enough that his scent was all over you, his breath stirring something in you while he pulled on your hair a little more. "You know you are mine," he whispered, his voice full of lust. "Say it."

Feeling your eyes flutter shut as you lightly placed your hands onto his chest feeling him up a little which seemed help make you believe this was happening and not just one of your little daydreams, softly nodding your head at his words having thought so many times of him saying such things to you even if you knew it was wrong especially with how fond Alicent was of you. You still spoke loud enough for him to hear your words "I'm yours…I touch myself because of you so many times I've touched myself to the thought of you my king." He was breathing faster now, his heartbeat loud in both your ears as he looked at you. A slow smile grew on his lips as he pulled you closer once more. "Tell me how badly you want me." He whispered, looking into your eyes as he grabbed your wrists, gently holding your arms against your sides no longer letting you touch him. "Tell me," he whispered, his voice more of a groan.

You felt him tug you closer and out of the seat you were in just so you were in his arms as you met his eyes feeling yourself get even more turned onto his words "I want you please, So much I've thought of this moment since I met you all I want is for you to use me however you see fit just please." Viserys was breathing very fast now. His lips were close to yours, his fingers still on your wrists. "You want me to take you right here? Take you as if you were nothing more than my little whore for the night? Is that what you're asking for?" He whispered.

You could feel how his lips brushed against yours even as you lightly jerked your hands trying to get him to release as you wanted to touch him in this moment, biting down on your lower lip as your eyes closed at his words letting out a soft breathy moan as you nodded your head before looking his eyes again "Please." He couldn't believe his ears. There was a heat within him, a feeling like a fire, one that burned hotter the more he heard your moans and saw your nods, your face, your eyes. He could take you any second he wanted to. Still, he wanted you to beg some more. "Please what, little one?" He whispered, still slowly moving closer to you. "I want to hear you say it. Beg me. Beg me to take you."

Your eyes were like two pools of fire. you looked at him lustfully, your body was craving for the heat that only he can provide and begged as he asked "Please, please, take me now…"The heat that was building up in you made you lean in closer as your lips pressed against his. Your lips and tongue press softly against his, then, your hand tenderly caressed his cheek. "Please. Please. Take me." You looked at him, as if it was impossible to resist his charms. You were waiting for him. Viserys couldn't believe what he was experiencing. He couldn't believe that this was really happening. It felt like an elaborate fantasy, one that would evaporate the moment he closed his eyes.

He put a hand on the back of your neck, gently pulling you against his body as his lips met yours, his thoughts lost, his mind empty of anything but you and your words. You wanted him, you wanted him more than life. You needed him. With a soft gasp, You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer as he began kissing you more passionately. You parted your lips slightly to tease him and you felt like the world was spinning. It seemed like everything around you disappeared and it was just the two of you in the moment. You wanted him more than anything that you had ever wanted, you needed him inside of you. Your hands were wrapped around his head, running through his hair. You tilted your head to the side and your tongues met gently. For a moment, there’s just you. You felt each other, your hearts beating with passion and lust. You wanted this, you wanted to feel like this.

As you gave in more and more, Viserys was on cloud 9. Your tongue meeting his, your arms wrapped around him, your hair in his hand… it was a feeling beyond words. He wanted you, desperately wanted you, and he didn't care about anything else in the world anymore at this moment. This moment was yours to enjoy, and to enjoy it you did. He kissed you back with all the strength and passion he felt, his fingers running through your hair as he slowly pulled your face back, smiling at you. Viserys didn't know if he could describe how passionate that kiss was. It felt like he had been in a dream, and the only thing he knew was that he needed you just as much. More than anything in the world. He wrapped his arms around your back, pushing you against his body as he stood up. He lifted you so that you were at a similar level to him, your lips still locking together once more. One of his hands brushed against the front of your dress, and he pulled its strings loose. He slowly brought you to the bed.

Your heart was beating wildly as you felt his hand slipping under your dress. You leaned your head back and moaned softly, your body already arching to meet his as he picked you up and laid you on the bed. You could barely stand on your legs because of how hot the moment was. When he lifted you and brought you to the bed, you lay down but not in a position to get undressed. However, you let him take off your dress. He saw you wearing only your smallclothes. With his warm hands he pulled them down slowly, while you looked up at him with sparkling eyes. You couldn’t believe this was actually happening… finally.

Viserys looked at you, at your face, the curves of your body, the soft glow to your eyes. He couldn't believe it himself. It felt like a dream. His hands slowly took off your smallclothes while he looked at you with a lustful gaze, his heart racing more and more with each piece of clothing he took off you. He couldn't wait, but he also couldn't hurry you. He would wait, and in that moment, he needed to see you, needed to feel you, needed all of you.

Watching him while he was undressing you. You felt your heartbeat in your ears…His breath on your neck you were a little scared - but you never felt this alive before. This was more real than anything else in your whole life. As he moved his lips to your chest, you gasped when you felt his warm breath, his tender kisses. When he hovers above you, you saw yourself becoming part of him. Part of something more beautiful than anything in the whole world. Slowly, your smallclothes completely fell off your body while his gaze was glued to your curves, the curves that he wanted to explore with his hands. You felt his eyes all over you and it turned you on even more. With a moan, you laid with your legs wide open, exposing yourself to him completely and waiting in anticipation for his next move.

Viserys couldn't take it anymore. He moved his mouth to yours and kissed you hard, his hands roaming all over your exposed body, pulling at your hair. He was still in the heat of the moment, and he wanted more, more. He needed a taste, needed to feel you all over. His hands left your shoulders and ran along your back, down your thighs. He didn't want to rush it, but he couldn't wait for long. He wanted you now, all of you, and he would have it. The moment his hands were touching your bare body, it was like a fire started all over. You felt everything he was doing, and you were waiting for it for so long. He had you exactly where he wanted you, and it was only just starting. You moaned more as his hands touched more and more important parts of your body, the excitement was overwhelming and you were ready, ready to go all the way.

Viserys didn't even bother taking off his own clothes or getting comfortable. He needed you in that moment, and nothing and no one else mattered. Not the kingdom, not politics, not his family or even himself. Just you. It was overwhelming, but in a good way. His hands continued to explore your body. The heat and passion that he felt was unlike anything before. Your skin had been soft, now it felt even softer against his hands as if it was pure silk. It was all he could think about, all he could ever want.

You felt the first touch and you could barely hold your breath. Your eyes were closed, but they were slightly open just so you could see his face and not miss anything. Your whole body was shaking, not because it hurt, it was an amazing and beautiful feeling, the feeling you always wanted to feel. "Oh…" You moaned and gasped, with your eyes still locked on his. "…Yes…" Your legs around his waist with a soft sigh. You felt him deep inside and that feeling was incredible. His chest heaved, his breaths short but sweet. Your body fits with his, your two bodies in perfect sync, your passion running wild, the feeling of your warmth and your moans sending him into a frenzy. Viserys pushed himself harder against you, enjoying your body, holding nothing back. His movements became rougher, more aggressive, and he held your hips with his hands. Everything about you at that moment was perfect for him.

You could barely understand what was happening. After all these years of waiting for him, a man you truly desired, the feelings took control of you, making you want him forever regardless of his being married. With a deep gasp, you finally felt your entire body against his. It was the best feeling in the world. You felt like a princess with Viserys taking you so much at once as his hips snapped against yours, but you weren’t complaining. Your desires and passions were strong and you wanted it all. With a moan, you placed your hands on his shoulders and let him do whatever he liked. It felt good and it was just the beginning. Viserys couldn't even think of what to do anymore. This was just pure lust, all-consuming, overwhelming. His hands continued to move over your body, his mouth still locked onto yours as he made out with you, his fingers still working circles on your clit. He still had clothes on, but that didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore, only the act. He let all of his feelings go and the only thing he knew and felt was you.

"Yes!" You shouted back as your head tilted back. The passion grew stronger and you felt that you were close to the edge of pure satisfaction. And for now, this is all you wanted. "Again." You demanded. You wanted him to push it even further and see where this could lead to. Even though you never had this sort of relationship with anyone before, you felt that you could trust him with yourself and let loose completely. Viserys pushed his tongue inside your mouth, moaning and moving his hands from your hips. He wanted everything you were feeling, every ounce of the passion and desire. His kisses were rough and hungry as his lips moved down to your throat, his hands grabbing and holding you in ways he never would normally do with Alicent. You wanted it, he could tell by how your body moved against his, his breath was quick and hot as he pushed his hips harder getting you as close to the edge as he could. It was hard to hold back at this point, hard to not take it all for himself.

As he continued to kiss you and touch you, the feeling grew stronger inside you and you let it all out with a loud moan. Your hips began pushing back against him, as your body was moving with his. The excitement and passion were too much, you couldn’t hold it anymore this was too much for you and you were loving every second of it. Viserys pushed his tongue inside your mouth again, moaning and moving his hands from your hips. "Gods… Viserys," Your voice came out whining and you couldn’t even stop your legs from shaking, you were pushed to your limits, close to the point where you thought you couldn't hold back anymore. Your body moved with his as his cock moved deeper inside of you, completely losing yourself in the moment, wanting it so bad everything was perfect. And that feeling was overwhelming, yet addictive.

He wanted you, and he had you. Viserys's grip on her became even tighter, his kisses even more rough. His eyes were locked on hers as he pushed into her, and all the world around them disappeared. It was nothing but the two of them, on the edge of insanity. "Yes… Yes…" he whispered, his breaths coming in faster and shorter by the second. "I know." He pushed in deeper, taking it all for him and enjoying it. It was almost too much, almost painful, but not enough to end this moment. He pushed it even more. Your breaths were deep and heavy, and your voice was shaky. "Please… Viserys… More." He could tell that you were close to the edge. You were at a point where you couldn't hold back anymore, but yet you wanted more. His touch was overwhelming and your body began to shake more as he reached deeper than you thought possible. You moaned his name louder as your hand was grasping his. You wanted him to push it even further and take you to the point where you would scream his name.

Viserys didn't let up as you spoke. His kisses became even hungry and he kept moving his hands, touching you wherever he could reach, feeling the heat of the moment. "Mine…" He whispered, his voice rough. His breathing was heavy as he moved his mouth to your neck, trailing his teeth along it as his hands grabbed your arms, holding you tight. His kisses became rougher, his breath hotter, his grip tighter. "Almost… Viserys… Just a little more." You mumbled, trying to catch your breath. Your body was shaking slightly and your fingers were grasping his back, with your nails dug into his skin. You gave him a naughty smile and a look in your eyes that could turn him to stone. "I'm… close" Your breath caught in your throat as your body shook and tensed up, as if you were trying to hold back, before releasing. "Oh, please… Oh, gods… Oh, my love…" You couldn't wait anymore and you knew that you had to give in, and what came next was everything you ever wanted as you tightened around his cock and came with your eyes rolling back into your head.

Viserys smirked at you, his eyes twinkling and his gaze hungry. He felt so in tune with you as his hips started to slow, almost like that moment was the only moment that mattered. He felt your release and let out a low groan, and the look you gave him was enough to send him over the edge too. He didn't let go when he was finished. He kept holding you tightly, his breath ragged and his hands trembling. It was only now that he was truly aware of your predicament. What would you both do, now? What would the world think of this? Of him?

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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his last request about viserys and niece , scenario where viserys becomes yandere for niece

Viserys becomes more dependent on his nephew by the day. He makes it a principle to visit her every night. Filling the princess' womb with her sperm becomes an obsessive activity for Viserys. He wouldn't let the princess drink moon tea. He had discussed it with Aemma. She had said that she had to keep quiet because she couldn't give him an heir. Viserys uses all his free time to spend with his niece. He gives various gifts to his nephew. He likes to feel the princess physically. He's not afraid to spoil the princess. It had caused Aemma to deteriorate and die. Next up was Daemon. Viserys won't hurt his brother if Daemon allows the affair. He won't hesitate to eliminate the Daemon if he opposes it. The Princess is not allowed to leave the Palace and ride her dragon. She agrees to marry her uncle for the sake of her family. Special arrangements are made for weddings to be flashy and luxurious. In a short time, the Princess becomes pregnant. The marriage of Viserys and the Princess is blessed with seven healthy children. Viserys is a good father to his children. Viserys would never inflict corporal punishment on the Princess. He does not raise his voice or insult the princess. Viserys punishments are isolation, manipulation and guilt. The princess is a good mother to her children and a good wife to Viserys. Viserys always takes care of the Princess during her pregnancies.

children of Viserys and the Princess;

Baelon

Rhaegal

Rhaenyra

Aegon

Helaena

Aemond

Daeron

" Scenario "

After the death of Princess Queen Aeman, she decides to leave the Palace. However, the King summons him to the throne room. King Viserys and the Princess are alone in the throne room.

"It's time to go, uncle."

"With my baby in your belly?"

"You killed Aema. You killed my father."

"I did it all for both of us."

"No. Shut up. I'll go. You can't stop me."

"What about your mother and family? Or your friends? Don't you want them to get hurt too?"

Viserys hugs the princess as she bursts into tears. He strokes the princess's hair and kisses her forehead.

"Everything will be fine. We will be happy together. Don't be afraid, honey."

The princess realized that she had no chance of escaping now.

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phantomflower · 6 months

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You know what I don’t understand? The fact team green vilifies Viserys for all these things that he’s done against Alicent. Which I agree. In the show he was a terrible father (to all his children… that includes Rhaenyra), and a terrible husband (to both Aemma and Alicent). He was not a good man.

However, what I have also seen is the fact that Aegon is just like his father. He’s a terrible husband to Helaena. He marital r*pes her, Does not pay attention to her, unless drunk (which once again is when he r*pes her), Insults her, Constantly goes out whoring and to fighting pits. Overall, he’s a terrible husband.

Then there’s the fact he’s a terrible father. (WE HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM INTERACT WITH HIS KIDS!!!!) You’re right, we haven’t… however the fact that he r*pes his children’s caretaker shows that he does not give a shit.

He’s a piece of shit and you guys try to go paint him as a sad little emo meow meow with mommy and daddy issues. When the truth is he’s just like Viserys the man you claim to hate.

Side note: also how the fuck can you love Helaena but support her r*pist???? Like that makes no sense. Sis deserves better.

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Viserys and reading niece, Aemma dies giving birth and rhaenyra is 8 years old and with that the council tells viserys to marry her and Viserys readily accepts since he has always had his eye on her, she and Rhaenyra have a mother-daughter relationship

Viserys and Y/n had always been close, the two growing up together until he was betrothed to Aemma, her aunt who was more like a sister to her. Y/n pushing down her feelings for her Uncle as she watched them marry and be happy, Y/n younger than the two and not pushed to marry as she was one of the younger women in the family. Growing up 6 years apart had meant she always looked up to him, her attraction to him deep rooted in her, extending to his daughter when she was born. Becoming a second mother to her as she stuck by Aemma's side, assisting her with all her lost pregnancies, promising Aemma she would survive. One night Aemma had confided in her if she were to die she wished for Y/n to be Rhaenyra's mother, Rhaenyra already seeing Y/n as her second mother. The young girl only 8 when her mother passed, Y/n holding her close as she begged her to bring her mother back, her heart breaking as she tried to stop her body shaking so violently. Wanting to see Viserys and make sure he was okay but she knew he would he tirelessly working with the council. A king could not be left unmarried and he would most likely wed a young girl who could give him lots of heirs, Y/n would stay close and support his next wife the same she did Aemma, perhaps she would marry Daemon as she wished for her own children and she could still stay in the keep with Rhaenyra.

Viserys mourned his wife and child as he sat in his chair, Daemon gone out on a drunken adventure which Viserys would no doubt have to deal with the next day. Otto was trying to push his daughter on her, a girl of only 13 which Viserys did not like the idea of marrying, not paying attention until Y/n's name was mentioned.

"Y/n is still unmarried, she is a Targaryen, she is young enough to produce many heirs." The Lord spoke aimlessly, the other Lord's nodding along as they thought of possible wives, Laena had been brought up aswell however Viserys had thrown her name out due to her age. He mulled over Y/n, she had been his initial idea of a bride before Aemma, she loved Rhaenyra as her own and Rhaenyra saw her as a mother. He loved her dearly and had always wished deep down he had been betrothed to her, he loved Aemma in a way he would never love Y/n much the way he could never love Aemma the same he loved Y/n. Viserys decided quickly he would marry Y/n, leaving to tell her only to find her wiping Rhaenyra's eyes and handing her a small flower, telling her it was a protection flower. No one could hurt her it she wore it and Y/n would always be there for her, Rhaenyra hugging her.

"I do not want another mother, i have you." Y/n hugged her tightly, now seeing Viserys as she sent him a sad smile, he returned it as he crouched next to Rhaenyra. His hand on her hair as he spoke.

"Aemma will always be your birth mother, but if Y/n will have me, i would love for you be my wife and be Rhaenyra's second mother." Rhaenyra turned to Y/n, begging her to accept as Y/n stared at Viserys, she had never thought herself an option to he his next wife. Rhaenyra began to panic as Y/n did not answer, grabbing her arm and shaking her gently before Y/n let her answer slip.

"Yes." She spoke so quietly Rhaenyra did not think she heard her but Viserys had heard her clearly, a wide grin on his face as he moved forward to kiss her. His heart bursting with the feeling of love that rushed through him, Y/n feeling the same as Rhaenyra gagged wanting Y/n to hold her again.

Rhaenyra watched as Y/n and her father married, happy for her father as Alicent stood next to her holding her hand, the two girls happy for the King as he kissed Y/n. Rhaenyra could not wait to have younger siblings, she hoped for a brother to play swords with, a sister to dance with and maybe another sister to look after when she was older. Y/n loved how happy Rhaenyra was, hoping she could honour Aemma by being a great second mother to Rhaenyra and look after Viserys for her.

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neonlight2 · 1 year

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Hotd Masterlist (Jaehaera Targaryen OC)

Greenvsblack x Jaehaera

Warning: toxic as fuck, really bad family dynamics— but there’s literal incest and murder so it shouldn’t be a shocker— insanity, murder, mentions of blood and violence (which kinda implies gore as well), smut and all kinks that come with it, again (just to reiterate) there’s incest. These are Targaryens we’re talking about. And then you have the given triggers: sexism, classism, misogyny, etc.

Hope you enjoy reading, and think about how useful this character would have been in the show. Seriously— dumb shit will be addressed.

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Columns:

The beginning: how Jaehaera came to be.

How the family members reacted when meeting her?

Childhood: How she grew up/dynamics/rivalry

How did Viserys (and the others) feel about her training to be a knight?

What was her relationships like as she grew older?

How did everyone react to her growing up and becoming more… scandalous? Part 1 Part 2

How whipped does she have everyone?

Scenes:

Jousting tournament

Sneaking away with Rhaenyra and Daemon.

Matchmaking (Laenor and Rhaenyra engagement)

Egg retrieval

War alongside Daemon

Came back a king… and queen

The hunt

The incident

Throne counsel, where Rhaenyras son’s legitimacy was questioned.

Family dinner

Imagines/preferences:

Viserys listens to his darling daughter, he has no need for Otto

Sexuality

The boys don’t want Jaehaera to get married just as much as she doesn’t

Dragon

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valaenatargaryensdragon · 1 year

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More of Viserys and Stark!reader.😁😁

The Right Path

pairing: Fanon!Viserys Targaryen x Female OC

summary: More of Viserys and Stark!reader, Elna trying to interact with Rhaenyra

Word count: 2,4K

Warnings: Fluff, Angst

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

Elna was more than happy, she was overjoyed. The King had chosen her for a bride and announced that during a small council meeting, she was not in attendance but her father was there. He came running to her to inform her of the King's decision. Her father was happy for her but he only showed her his sorrow of having to be separated, even little Cregan threw a tantrum.

Elna however needed to breathe a little, she needed to get her thoughts straight. She liked the king, he was nice to her and she was happy she would not end up with a dying man however this was all too much for her, she was going to be Queen, that was a huge responsibility. So Elna decided to take a walk in the gardens after she successfully put Cregan down for his nap.

She enjoyed the sight that greeted her, a sight she was going to see for a very long time, the gardens looked like they were alive with so many flowers and trees, something she did not see back at home. She no longer needed to pick flowers from the southern regions when visiting because she was going to have it all here.

Elna had walked for a short time when she caught sight of a weirwood tree. She knew they had one here but she did not know the location, but now she knew where to go to pray. She was a couple of steps away still hidden behind a bush when she saw princess Rhaenyra and Alicent Hightower sat under the tree. The princess was pulling on the grass looking angry while the Hightower girl looked relieved.

"I cannot believe he wants to marry so soon after mother's death. Has he no respect?" Rhaenyra threw some of the grass in her hands somewhere by her feet. Elna's heart dropped at the words, she did not think the princess would be so angry with the marriage, she had been so caught up with her own family and the king to think of the princess.

"Princess, your father has the right to remarry" Alicent tried calming down the dragon princess.

"To a northerner savage, out of everyone" The princess pushed herself up from the floor and started pacing. The Hightower girl remained seated but started twiddling with her thumbs.

"I am sure Lady Stark is not so bad, I have heard many great things about her" Alicent defended Elna. She was just glad she had not been chosen.

"Yes and she will give my father sons and then I will be thrown away when I am no longer heir" The princess hissed. Elna now understood that the princess was not only enraged and sad over her father's decision but also afraid.

Elna decided that hiding was no longer an option, she had too much to say. She faked a cough putting on a smile and moved out from behind the bush. She acted shocked seeing the two girls only a couple of years her junior.

"Forgive me princess, I did not know you were here" Elna curtsied trying to keep her smile gentle. She did not want to anger the princess even more.

"What are you doing here?" Rhaenyra asked with anger lacing her words. She crossed her arms in front of her protectively.

"I heard there was a weirdwood tree and wished to pray" Elna answered. She stepped closer to the duo. Alicent had pushed herself to her feet by then and stepped closer the princess. Rhaenyra eyed her weirdly, she had no escort, not even a handmaiden.

"I am gladdened to have found you here, I intended on visiting you princess" Elna continued before the princess could speak. Rhaenyra's eyebrows shot up in confusion and shock.

"Visit me? What for?" The princess asked suspiciously. Elna found her palms growing wet with sweat, she was nervous with the way the princes was seizing her up and down like some criminal.

"I am sure you have heard of the King's decision-" Elna started. She took a deep breath to summon every single piece of bravery she had in her body and stepped closer to the princess.

"- I wanted to tell you that I do not intend to take your mother's place neither in your life nor the king's or int he kingdom-" Elna reached over to grab the princess' hand in hers gently, not wanting to startle her or make her think she was here to attack her.

"- if you wish I will not even show you my face if that makes you feel at ease but I assure you princess that if I and the king were to be blessed with children you would still be a priority to us both and the heir will remain to be you" Elna finished. Alicent took a step back giving the two women their moment. But the shock on her face was still evident.

"You could never take my mother's place, you are nothing compared to her, so do not attempt to win me over with your words, that will not work on me" The princess pulled her hands out of Elna's hands harshly and pushed past her to walk away. Elna stumbled a little back when Rhaenyra's shoulder collided with hers.

"Apologies Lady Stark, the princess is a little stressed" Alicent picked up the hem of her dress and followed after the princess. Elna rubbed her shoulder as her eyes darted back to the red tree. Her eyes welled up with tears, feeling humiliated at being rejected but pushed them back.

She stepped closer to the tree kneeling down by one of the roots. Her hands glided over the rough surface remembering her mother. Her mother always told her to have patience, Elna believed that she had patience, she raised her brother from the moment he was born and her mother died. But the princess seemed nowhere near close to warming up to her.

Elna wished her mother was here to advice her on what to do and how to act. If she were to tell her father he would simply tell her to endure it and Elna knew that was not the right way to face the situation, yes the princess needed time but at the same time Elna needed to do something to win the princess' favour. She did not come to the capital to make enemies.

"Lady Stark" Elna jumped at the new male voice. She turned around to find the King standing where she had stood earlier with his hands behind his back.

"Your grace" She stood back up to her feet and curtsied. The King stepped closer to her loosing his smile at the sight of her tears.

"Why are you crying, Lady Stark?" He placed his forefinger under her chin and raised her head up so she would look at him. Elna knitted her eyebrows in confusion and raised her hand to touch her cheek to find it wet and immediately wiped the tears away.

"I had not noticed" She admitted. She gulped trying to compose herself.

"Did the thought of marrying me repulse so?" The King joked. She shook her head with a small giggle.

"Of course not, I just - I wish my mother was here tis all, your grace" She heaved a sigh. The king placed a hand on her cheek trying to comfort her.

"I am sure she is happy for her wherever she may be" The king's words made Elna's heart flutter. She smiled, just a tiny smile, but it was enough for the king.

"Your words comfort me, my king" She placed a hand on top of his over her cheek. The King clicked his tongue disappointed.

"Call me Viserys" He grinned when her cheeks darkened and she dropped her gaze down. His eyes trailed over to the tree when a thought struck him.

"Do you wish to marry here? In the ways of your people?" He asked. He grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to the tree.

"What about the maesters and the seven and the people?" She asked feeling dumb when she realised that she knew nothing of this religion, her father did not spare this religion a second thought and refused to teach her and Cregan about it. She knew only from what she had heard from other people.

"I am the King" He reminded her. her mouth opened in an O shape and nodded her head. Viserys chuckled tightening his grip on her hand when something caught his eye, the history book of Aegon the conquerer.

"Do tell me Lady Stark, was there a different reason for your tears?" The King asked. He let go of her hand to grab the book delicately to not damage the old pages.

"No, why, my king- Viserys" She paused when he turned to glare at her and immediately changed the way she addressed him.

"I wonder-" He held up the book to show her. She tilted her head to the side confused.

"It was my daughter, was it not?" He asked. His eyebrows twitched into a frown of his own.

"The princess? no she welcomed me warmly" Elna tried to cover up. She did not come here to make enemies meaning she will not be the reason that a father and daughter fight each other. She could not bare it.

"Do not lie to me" The King demanded. Elna swallowed the lump in her throat and looked down at her feet. She could not lie to the King either, he was the king and her future husband.

"I will talk to her" He intended for his words to assure her but she only looked at him with horror.

"NO, I mean please do not mention this, she just needs time" Elna tried to stop him when he attempted to bypass her. The King was more than confused but nodded nonetheless.

"How about you show me the rose bush again?" She wrapped her arms around one of his and pulled him away from the weirwood tree. Viserys was not dumb, he knew she was changing the subject but did not mention it now curious how she was going to act to win his daughter over.

It was the same day the King announced that a feast will be held to celebrate the betrothal between him and Elna. Her father insisted she wore a grey dress one last time before she would join house Targaryen and wear red and black for the rest of her days. She could not say no and wore her favourite grey dress that was off shoulder and had bell sleeves. She also made Cregan wear the same of grey matching with her.

When they arrived at the feast she was sat beside the king with her father on her other side and an empty seat beside the king for the princess. Cregan was sent to play with the other children of the nobles with his wet nurse to look after him.

"My King, the princess seems to be running late" The Hand of the King pointed out also noticing the lack of his own daughter's presence.

"She's going to be the end of me" Viserys replied. He had hoped she would come and not make a fuss of it but now he could see that she had not intention of showing her face at the feast also sparking he rumour of her not accepting the betrothal.

"If I may my king-" You spoke earning the attention of both men. The Hand glared at you heatedly as you moved your body closer to the king.

"-I can go and see if the princess is alright" You suggested. You gave a nod to Viserys wanting him to accept. The King was hesitant but accepted either way. You pushed your chair back and made your way out of the hall accepting congratulations with a sweet smile and grace in your movement.

You had to ask some guards for the way to the princess' room but finally found your way. You knocked on her door before stepping in. She was sat on her bed with a dress by her side. Alicent was sat beside her in a beautiful green dress and she looked ready for a feast while the princess looked like she was ready to go to bed.

"What are you doing here?" The princess asked, angrily standing on her feet to glare at you.

"Lady Hightower, if you do not mind, I wish to speak to the princess" You nodded at the door. Alicent was hesitant but moved closer to you. You moved to the side giving her space to pass before closing the door behind her.

"What do you want?" The princess asked harshly. You had to push back a wince at her tone but you lost the sweet smile on your face.

"Listen Princess, I know you view me as a horrible person, a monster here to steal your father and throne but I am not a monster and I will not steal either one" You moved closer to her. Your tone was stronger and your patience was wearing thin, even if it had been only a day.

"You are the princess and the heir and my father bent the knee to you in extension the north meaning I am loyal to you. A Stark has never broken and oath and I will be damned if I were to be the first" You leaned closer to her, and her eyes followed your every move, your fingers wrapped around the dress on the bed.

"You will wear this beautiful gown and you will come with me to the feast, your father is worried sick about you" You held out the dress to her. She took it from you but still watched you every move.

"I am not your enemy Princess, I wish only for us to become friends. I wish not for a rivalry to grow between you and my future children" The princess sighed sadly. She nodded her head accepting the words of Elna. She may have not warmed up to her but she was on the right path.

Rhaenyra changed her clothes before the women made their way back the feast. The king's face lit up at the sight of his daughter walking into the ballroom with Elna by her side. Rhaenyra was still stiff in her walk and when she sat down but at least she had a tiny smile on her face, and that was good enough for now.

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