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Prologue: Made of Fire and Water

Series Summary: As the firstborn child to Ser Laenor Velaryon and Princess Rhaenyra, most believed that Elaena would succeed King Viserys’ chosen heir. But after her younger brother, Jacaerys, was named in her stead, the rumours amidst the royal court began to grow regarding her mother’s integrity. Years later, the whispers would not leave, and Elaena would find herself placed in a strategic match with Prince Aegon to placate her mother’s enemies. Little did she know, she had already become a pawn for the political game, and she would become the hidden advantage for the Greens.

Ship: Aegon II Targaryen x Elaena Velaryon (OC) Series Rating: 18+ (Minors DNI !!) Series Warnings: arranged marriage, canon divergence, smut, suicidal ideation, alcohol abuse, canon-typical incest, death, obsessive behaviour, dubious consent, graphic violence, sexual harassment, enemies to lovers Credits: Divider from here. A/N: This series begins at Episode 6. For narrative purposes, I've aged up some of the characters. This work is also Team Green positive. If you don't like it, keep scrolling.

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Elaena

The summer breeze swept past Elaena, and the warm sunlight kissed her copper skin. Her father’s dragon released a long roar while he carried both of them through the clouds, and she clung to Laenor.

Seasmoke began his descent towards Blackwater Bay after Laenor gently patted his scales, and the familiar sight of the Red Keep became larger as they neared King’s Landing.

The dragon levelled out just above the water, and her father gripped the handles of the saddle.

Elaena let her gaze settle on the ships leaving the harbour, sailing to gods know where. The sight was still just as breathtaking as it was when she was but a young girl, still hoping that her own egg would hatch. But it never did.

He leaned forward, and the young princess grinned while Seasmoke began to ascend above the city as they flew over the docks.

She always admired the great structure of the Dragonpit from this altitude. However, their flight would be over soon. It was time to return to her responsibilities, and to tend to her mother. Rhaenyra was due to give birth any day now, and her smile widened as her mind wandered to the prospect of finally having a younger sister.

She wondered whether her supposed sister would have silvery hair and violet eyes like her own. Though she was nearly seventeen years of age, she couldn’t contain her excitement of introducing her sister to dolls when the time came. There were still many that she kept over the years that rested on display upon a shelf - some had been gifts that her paternal grandfather, Lord Corlys, had bestowed to her before leaving Driftmark when she was only eight. Others had been from King Viserys himself.

The deafening flap of Seasmoke’s wings had pulled her from her thoughts as he circled the Dragonpit before he landed just outside the tunnel where the handlers were waiting.

“Dohaerās, Seasmoke!” One of them commanded.

He growled, and Elaena gently patted his grey scales.

“Umbās,” Laenor said firmly. “Rybās.”

Seasmoke snarled lightly as the young princess chuckled, and her father unlinked the chain around their waists.

“You did well, darling,” he chuckled softly. “Soon enough you’ll be riding alone on your own dragon.”

“But there aren’t any unclaimed dragons here, Father,” she frowned as Laenor helped her out of the saddle.

“There’s plenty at Dragonstone, love,” Laenor smiled and gently poked her nose, making her chuckle. “We can venture there after your new sibling arrives.”

“Do you promise?”

“Of course, love.”

She glanced to her left to see the carriage waiting for them, and her gentle smile dissolved when she met Aegon’s violet gaze.

“My sweet niece,” he called with a wide grin as Sunfyre was being guided out of the Dragonpit.

Elaena resisted the urge to scowl as she dismounted her father’s dragon.

She despised her uncle, and rather than physically tormenting her as he once had when they were children, he made a point of attempting to provoke her at every turn with his ridiculous innuendos. How he was nearly a man grown, yet still acted like a child at times was beyond her.

“Prince Aegon,” she reluctantly greeted, and Laenor offered the same courtesy.

Her father pressed his lips together and avoided his good brother’s gaze as he encouraged her to pet Seasmoke, gently moving her hand across the beast’s neck. The dragon snarled softly in contentment when her palm moved against his scales.

“Why don’t you return to the Red Keep while I fetch an egg for your new sibling,” Laenor suggested. “I’m sure your mother will want your company.”

“All right,” she nodded, and Laenor gently kissed her forehead before she turned to walk towards the carriage.

“Welcome back, Princess,” Ser Steffon greeted. He was sitting astride his white stallion and offered her a gentle smile.

“You look relieved, Ser Steffon,” she laughed.

He chuckled with her. “I am relieved,” he pointed out. “Your unspoiled return just saved my head from a spike.”

She turned to face him, now walking backwards. “If I met my death with my father astride Seasmoke, then I died the death of a dragon rider,” she outstretched her hands dramatically before she mockingly bowed. “It’d be an honour.”

“Aye,” he shook his head as Laenor chuckled. “The Lord Commander warned me you’d be just like your mother in her youth - and your aunt at that.”

Elaena couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped her, and she turned back with a wide grin. She didn’t notice that Aegon had moved closer, and she nearly collided with him as she released a sharp gasp.

“Fuck,” she huffed, stepping back.

“There are other ways to tame a dragon, sweet niece,” Aegon bent at the waist to whisper in her ear. “If you still yearn for one. Come to my chambers tonight, and I might show you how.”

Her stomach turned. She gave him a contemptuous look as she moved past him towards the carriage, and Aegon chuckled.

“May the gods shrivel his cock,” she muttered under her breath.

The sound of his voice was irritating, and his presence was almost unbearable as she resisted the urge to shiver with disgust.

“Good morrow, Elaena,” Helaena greeted from the carriage with a gentle smile, and her expression softened.

Elaena smiled widely as she approached her aunt while she took off her glove with her teeth.

“Your mother has given birth,” the Targaryen princess said.

“Already?” She asked, voice muffled. “Is it a boy or a girl?”

“A boy,” Helaena nodded.

Elaena sighed with disappointment and looked down as she removed her other glove.

“What… auspicious news,” she forced a smile and peered back at Seasmoke as the dragon slithered back into the depths of the Dragonpit alongside her father.

The sunlight reflected from the dragon’s grey scales in an iridescent haze, and Elaena turned back after she caught Aegon leering at her again, sitting astride Sunfyre.

She released a disgusted sigh, rolling her eyes before Helaena outstretched her hand towards her to invite her within the confines of the carriage.

“I do hope your flight with Ser Laenor was a pleasant one,” she tilted her head.

“It was,” Elaena smiled softly as she grasped her hand and climbed the steps into the wheelhouse. “I must admit, I’m surprised that you’re not riding today. It’s been a while since Dreamfyre was let out.”

“She just laid a clutch of eggs,” Helaena beamed as the two settled together. “I heard that Lord Stark is coming to court from Winterfell. And his eldest sons.”

“Odd,” Elaena furrowed her brows. “The Starks haven’t been to the capital since my first name day.”

“They’re coming for Aegon’s tourney,” she elaborated, and gently squeezed her hand after her niece scoffed. “And perhaps a betrothal.”

Elaena deadpanned as she resisted the unpleasant shiver that threatened.

She had grown up on stories of the suspicious and superstitious ways of the Northerners - the stories of the Kings of Winter. A brutal lot, they were, and she dare not assume that the passing centuries had softened their hearts or their grim ways after her forebears had united the realm. Even if it weren’t true, she didn’t want to live out the rest of her days in the grey waste of their homeland.

“Gods, I hope not,” she muttered, and a giggle bubbled from Helaena.

The carriage ride back to Maegor’s Holdfast was tedious and Elaena gazed through the wicker covering while Helaena had fallen asleep.

She watched as she passed through the capital, and placed her hand over her mouth and nose, unaccustomed to the stench as they passed through Flea Bottom.

Elaena began to wonder what life would have been like had she been born a commoner rather than a princess. To be a simple peasant, someone who did not need to constantly question why her younger brother, Jacaerys, was named her mother’s heir, and not her.

She was the eldest of the Velaryon siblings, after all, and the unsettling thought plagued her mind for years. Was it really because she was a woman? Or was it simply to honour Westerosi tradition? But she was painfully aware that her grandsire had already broken that tradition with her mother.

Her father once told her that it was because Rhaenyra didn’t want to burden Elaena with the responsibility of ruling when the time came. But she knew in her heart it was something… deeper.

She possessed the typical traits of House Velaryon: silver-white curls, copper skin and violet eyes. Her younger brothers, however, did not inherit the same traits. But of course, that was yet another matter that was meant to be left unspoken.

When the two finally arrived at the Red Keep, Elaena walked with her aunt through the castle in comfortable silence until they parted ways to tend to their own devices.

She made haste to her bedchamber to change out of her riding attire. Having settled on a fine cerulean gown, she sighed softly when she gazed into the looking glass while her handmaiden, Rinna, quietly fussed over the mess of her wind-tousled curls.

“Are you sure you do not wish to style it in the tradition of your house, Princess?” the woman asked. “It would be more manageable.”

“I like my hair just the way it is, thank you,” Elaena rolled her eyes playfully while she anxiously smoothed out the lingering wrinkles of the skirt of her gown with her hands.

“A braid then?” Rinna raised a brow, “Perhaps over your shoulder?”

“Sure.”

“You must be eager to meet your new brother, no?” she smiled.

“Positively,” Elaena said flatly and examined her fingernails. “I was just hoping that I’d have a sister.”

“Perhaps some day, my princess.”

It didn’t take long for the woman to finish the fishtail, and she tied a leather strap on the ends of her hair to hold it in place.

“There,” Rinna said and pushed the braid over her shoulder before Elaena could reach upwards to do it herself.

“Thank you,” she smiled sheepishly.

“Now go. If you delay any longer, your mother will send the guards to come find you,” the handmaiden gave her a pointed look as she stood.

“Do I look like I’ve been out riding?” Elaena asked as she moved towards her door.

“No, but you do smell like you’ve been out.”

“Seven Hells,” she muttered as she glanced around.

There was no time to mask the distinct scent with rosemary oil, and Elaena huffed before she made haste out of her room. She walked quickly throughout the Red Keep, mindlessly greeting every other lord that gently bowed their heads until she rounded the corner towards the next stairwell.

Quiet curses escaped her when she lifted her skirts to skip the steps. She could never understand why King Maegor had left his descendants with a ridiculously enormous castle - that in itself was inherently cruel - but she sighed with relief when she finally approached her mother’s doors and knocked quietly on them.

“Come,” Rhaenyra’s voice resonated, her tone welcoming.

Elaena opened the door and slowly poked her head inside with a sheepish smile.

“Hello, Mother… Apologies for my tardiness, I was—”

Oh.

She wasn’t expecting Ser Harwin to be standing beside her mother, and he offered a kind smile as he handed the newborn babe to Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra smiled. “Come in, sit with me a while.”

“I, uh… Of course,” she nodded, letting the door close behind her.

“Princess,” Harwin greeted with a nod.

“Ser Harwin,” she raised her eyes out of courtesy as she sat on the plush sofa beside her mother. Then her eyes drifted back down towards her brother.

Elaena resisted the urge to frown, and she tilted her head. The boy looked like her other brothers.

“Where is your father?” Rhaenyra furrowed her brows.

“He’s at the Dragonpit. He said he wanted to choose an egg for the babe.” she shrugged.

“You stink of dragon,” her mother pointed out, disapprovingly. “You went riding with him, didn’t you?”

“I– yes,” Elaena looked away with guilt for a moment before she raised her index finger. “But, I’ve already finished my lessons for the day, and Father wanted to take me riding for practise.”

“You’ll claim a dragon sooner than you think,” Rhaenyra chuckled softly. “But I do hope you’ve learned something today, Elaena. The Septa has informed me that you still struggle with paying attention.”

She scoffed and pressed her lips together. “If she didn’t speak so slowly, perhaps I’d be more inclined,” she rolled her eyes. “I learn far more from Grandfather than I do from her.”

Ser Harwin smiled, and a quiet laugh escaped him.

“It is still important to focus - even if you find yourself on the edge of tedium.” Rhaenyra gave her a pointed look, and Elaena sighed softly, nodding.

“I’ll try.”

“Well, Elaena, I want you to meet your new brother, Joffrey.”

Joffrey? she thought as she pressed her lips together. That isn’t a Valyrian name.

“Do you want to hold him?” her mother tilted her head.

Elaena met her gaze and nodded before reaching to gently pull the babe from her grasp as she stood. Elaena cradled the boy in her arms just as she was taught to with Lucerys.

The babe’s eyes roamed around the grandeur room before he sneezed and the little sound made her giggle.

“He is very charming, Mother.”

“Yes,” she agreed. “He is the smallest one out of all of you. And incidentally… you were the largest - and my worst labour.”

Elaena hummed and shifted slowly, keeping her violet eyes on him before she looked at the downy brown hair that thinly covered his head.

Her brows furrowed, and she discreetly looked up at Ser Harwin who had been watching her sway Joffrey. There were quite a few similarities between them. Between all of them, she finally realised.

It began to make sense why he always seemed to be in their company, and Elaena drew in a breath as she processed the knowledge.

And here I thought he was just being kind.

“I’ll be taking my leave now,” Ser Harwin said, and Elaena cast a sidelong glance in his direction that he didn’t seem to notice.

Her mother emitted a soft hum in response before the knight walked out of the room. Elaena watched him intently before the door closed again, and she cleared her throat.

“Do you need anything, Mother? Water, perhaps?” She asked as she looked at Rhaenyra.

The woman shook her head. “No, I’m quite content right now, my darling. Thank you.”

Elaena slowly sat back down beside her, being careful not to wake the now sleeping infant, continuing to sway him.

“When I was your age, I couldn’t bear the thought of having children. But everything changed after you were born.” Rhaenyra offered a soft smile, and Elaena returned it.

The simple acknowledgement quelled most of her doubts, but some still lingered as she looked at Joffrey again.

“Mother, what are your plans for my future?”

“What do you mean, darling?” Rhaenyra tilted her head as she shifted on the sofa.

“I mean…” she began, choosing her words carefully. “I’m almost seventeen. The queen said I should be betrothed by now, and Helaena informed me that the Starks might be coming to the capital for one. I-I don’t want to leave home only to be locked away at Winterfell.”

Rhaenyra exhaled slowly, and she paused in thought as she reached to tuck a loose curl behind Elaena’s ear.

“My sweet girl,” she leaned closer to her daughter and cupped her cheek. “You descend from the greatest dynasty that has ever been established. You have the blood of Aegon the Conqueror, and you are the granddaughter of the greatest voyager. I’m sure that your future husband wouldn’t dare.”

Elaena drew in a breath and leaned against the backrest of the sofa.

“But, the Starks are our allies,” she said. “And from what I understand, Cregan Stark will be the Warden of the North when the time comes. Regardless of who you wed, you must do your duty to the realm. But for now, you needn’t worry about such things until your red flower blooms.”

Duty. The word settled bitterly in her mind. Lying on her back to later squeeze out an heir for some lord in exchange for a stale oath didn’t seem to be that favourable of a prospect.

The young princess nodded as she masked her disappointment with a polite smile before she gently handed her brother back to her mother.

Gods willing, I’ll just turn up barren, she thought with contempt.

#series: reign of fire #hotd fic #my fics #elaena velaryon #aegon ii targaryen x velaryon!oc #aegon ii targaryen x oc #pro team green #it's a bit of a slow start but it'll pick up I promise #there's going to be a lot of Aegon in the next chapter and he has me in stitches

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valaenatargaryensdragon · 1 year

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I Told You So

pairing: Fanon!Aemond Targaryen x Female OC

summary: Elaena is ready to face Aemond in sword fight, is he though?

Word count: 7,2K

Warnings: Fluff? Falling in love?, incest, Sword fighting, cursing, smut, P in V, Oral (both m and f receiving), fingering, first time writing smut

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Elaena felt a little nervous as she braided her hair in one singular braid, it started from the middle of her head down to the end of her roots and she made sure that it was firm so it would not bother her or fall out as she trained. Her handmaiden had already helped her into her leather training trousers and a thin white shirt followed by a leather vest with the belt of her sword.

Aemond had accepted her challenge and they were going to be sparring in front of their entire family, even King Viserys insisted on being there during the match. Elaena did not want to disappoint her father, she knew of his dislike towards her cousin and her gratest desire was to win this match.

She gave herself a quick pep talk in the mirror before leaving her rooms with her head held high with pride. The ladies of the court whispered among each other at her attire. Elaena grew used to them and ignored them as the training yard came into view where everyone was already there waiting for her.

"Finally you show your face cousin, thought you fleed" Aemond teased when they came face to face. She heard Aegon snicker behind letting some of the wine in his goblet to spill over the side.

"I am no coward, cousin" Elaena snapped back matching his smirk. He pulled out his sword preparing for the match. She pulled out her newly polished sword and held it in a perfect grip, strong and irony.

"Last chance to back up before humiliation" Aemond teased, twirling his sword easily. Elaena's laugh echoed around them in the yard much to Aemond's amusement, he wished to keep hearing it forever.

"I am no coward, cousin" Elaena repeated glaring at him, she was getting irritated, he underestimated her already.

Aemond was the first to launch at her but she blocked his hit and used her other hand to punch him in the gut. He staggered back breathless for a second from shock, she did not use all of her strength yet, she was smarter than that. She would never use all of her energy only seconds into the match.

She moved next tricking him and making him think she was going to hit him from below but he was quick enough to dodge her hit from above. Alicent let out a loud gasp seeing the blade so close to her precious son's head. Even Aegon put aside his wine wanting to watch sober.

Aemond swirled his blade and circled around Elaena before lunging at her with a frustrated huff leaving his lips. His blade came striking from above but she moved her blade horizontal, knowing she could not match his strength she fell to her knees and slid below the touching blades and to Aemond's side. She raised a foot before he could turn and kicked him behind his knee and retrieved her sword closer to her body again and used his moment of shock to hit him with the butt of the sword on his shoulder.

She got off the floor first and faster and circled around him as her regained his composure and stood up with a thundering glare on his face.

"Playing dirty now, cousin?" Aemond asked tilting his head as he used his knee for support to stand up. He swirled his sword in a show off manner.

"You never placed any rules, cousin" Elaena replied with a smirk as she mimicked the twirl of his sword.

Aemond let out a deep 'Mmh' from his chest and slashed his blade from the side however Elaena dodged it expertly. She hit him on the back with the flat side of her sword not wanting to inflict any real injuries on him. Aemond saw an opportunity when she was so close and raised a leg looking like he opened them very wide and swiped it hitting her. Elaena fell on her back with a quiet 'umph', her sword fell from hand to the side.

Aemond stood above her with a foot on each side of her waist and his sword at her neck. He had a shit eating grin on his face that Elaena wanted to wipe so bad and she did when her fist made contact with his most sensitive parts.

"Fuck" Aemond's knees gave up on him when the pain flashed through his groin. Elaena raised her knees to her chest as his weight fell on her and pushed him rolling him on his back. She climbed on top of him and held her dagger that she hid in her boot at his neck.

"Yield" Elaena whispered glaring down at him. Aemond glared back panting heavily still feeling exceeding amount of pain in his lower half. However his brain was working and he leaned his head back for a second before it came crashing against Elaena's forehead.

Elaena fell back, letting her dagger fall from her hand leaving her weaponless. Her vision disappeared a little as she laid back with her eyes closed and face scrunched. Aemond limped a little as he stood up and pulled out his own dagger from his belt and straddled her hips with it on her neck while his other hand was on the ground holding his weight and making sure he does not touch her with his throbbing groin, her punch was powerful and he was sure his great-grandchildren felt it for a hundred years forward in time.

"Yield" He taunted her words. Elaena's eyes opened feeling vomit raise in her throat but she swallowed it down, she will definitely have a concussion from his headbutt.

"You dick" She tried raising a hand to shield her face from the sun that was now too bright for her eyes but found them tightly held by her side by his knees. He smirked down at her seeing her wiggle under him.

"Such a foul mouth for a Princess" Aemond whispered leaning down so their faces were inches away from each other.

"A Princess who will humiliate you" She whispered back. She planted her palms against the ground and raised her midsection meeting his with a harsh thrust much to his surprise. He rolled forward, barely able to lean his head down to roll over and fall on his back. Now they were head to head, the top of their head almost touching. Aemond's free of a dagger hand moved to his groin, it was sore and she had hit it again with a different part of her body he wished to meet in a less painful way.

Elaena ignored her dizziness and scrambled to her sword and back over to Aemond straddling him with not problem of touching his stomach with her private parts since they were nowhere near as sore as his was.

"Give up yet or do you want me to kill the rest of your children?" Elaena asked. Her eyes were a little hazy but refused to show him that she was minutes from passing out.

"Never" Aemond raised his hands and wrapped them around her neck in a choking manner, yet still allowed her some air yet in that move he had to let go of his dagger.

Elaena smirked and moved her knee from her side to press it to his chest and against his ribs. She did not hit him but placed it calmly and pressed down making him lose his breath. His fingers grew weaker against her neck before they fell back and pushed her knee away from his chest. She fell froward not expecting this move and nicked both of their necks with her sword that was still against his neck.

"Shit" "Fuck" They cursed together. She raised her head from almost hitting the ground, well her forehead touched the ground beside his head which did not help the throbbing in it, and looked at him. They were both out of breath, bruised and bleeding.

"Do you yield?" She asked, making sure not to press the sword deeper into his cut neck. Aemond noticed a beginning of a bruise forming just above her eyebrow with a small cut as well from the force of the hit.

"I yield" Aemond yelped when she moved her body back and placed her weight on his sore lower part. Elaena smirked and got off him and Aemond almost wished that she had not done that. Elaena threw her sword to the side and held out her hand for him to take.

A slapping sound echoed when their palms met with the force Aemond used feeling ashamed at his loss. Elaena giggled a little not caring for the stinging in her palm and helped him up with their hands intertwined and her other under his elbow.

"Are you still strong, cousin?" Elaena asked not looking at Aemond but behind him with a dazed gaze.

"I have some strength still" Aemond answered. Elaena looked at her father who was clapping along with Rhaenyra, Viserys and her siblings both by blood and her step-siblings while Otto and Alicent gave small touches to the palm, not enough to cause sound. Aegon whooped and screamed as Halaena clapped elegantly beside him.

"Good" She looked back Aemond for a second before her eyes rolled back and she came crashing into his arms. Aemond let out a surprised yell but caught her nonetheless. He moved to his knees so he could turn her face up, she looked like she was sleeping.

"Elaena" He called tapping her cheeks but she was not responsive. He grunted as he stood up with an arm under her shoulders and the other under her knee. Daemon was about to leap over to his nephew and rip him to shreds but there was no need as he approached them. Daemon almost felt tears pick his eyes when Elaena's arm fell down her stomach and dangled beside her swinging in rhythm with Aemond's steps.

"What are you waiting for? Call a Maester" Aemond hissed glaring at them from a small distance. It was Luce who was snapped first and ran into the palace followed by Jace. Aemond followed them silently.

Elaena's head was throbbing still when she regained her consciousness. She was in her bedchambers all alone. She turned to the window and saw that there were rays of sunshine seeping through meaning it was either dusk or dawn, she either slept from morning to night or from morning to morning.

The doors to her room opened making her turn and found her father step into the room followed by her handmaiden with a tray in her arms. Elaena pushed herself up into a sitting position wincing a little from the soreness in her body.

"You gave us quite a scare back there, Princess" Daemon sat at her side. He took her hand into his and raised it up to place a small kiss to it. Daemon may not have been the best parent in the world but he was the best parent he could be and that was all Elaena needed.

"I am alright, it was mere a concussion" Elaena rolled her eyes and regretted it immediately as it made the throbbing worse. She flinched a little making Daemon chuckle a little and raised her darker hand up to place another kiss on it.

"Eat your breakfast, you will need it" Daemon stood up from the bed and placed a kiss on her forehead where it was not bruised before leaving the room.

"Here you go princess" Her handmaiden placed the tray on Elaena's lap. Elaena thanked her with a nod before digging in. She felt something itch at her neck and raised her hand to scratch it find it wrapped with a bandages, she almost forgot about the cut she got. Her heart picked up in pace at the reminder of how close her and Aemond were to one another.

"Are you okay, princess? Do you feel feverish?" The innocent handmaiden asked noticing the reddening of Elaena's cheeks. Elaena cleared her throat embarrassed. She stuffed a whole boiled egg in her mouth and shook her head. She looked out of the window as she chewed the huge piece of food. Her eyes lit up as Vēzos passed by her window, probably trying to check up on her dragon. Elaena shoved the tray off her lap and on the bed before scrambling over to the window, limping a little, she must have pulled a muscle without knowing during her sparring with Aemond.

"Vēzos" Elaena called out of the window. The dragon let out a loud roar happily flapping her wings to rise higher to meet Elaena's gaze.

"Ñuha sȳz riña! istia emagon issare olvie worried" My good girl, you must have been very worried. Elaena called waving her hand a little knowing the dragon could not fly any closer without accidentally destroying part of the Red Keep.

"Iksan sȳz, ñuha jorrāelagon" I am fine, my dear. Elaena called again. Vēzos replied with a roar of her own before flying away to eat something.

"Princess, you must stay in bed" The handmaiden walked over to help Elaena back over to the bed. Elaena waved her off and leaned against the window ledge.

"Prepare me a bath before I throw myself out of this window, I smell so bad" Elaena groaned swatting the handmaiden's hands that tried prying her off the window at mentioning her suicidal thoughts if she had to smell herself for much longer.

"As you wish, Princess. Do not deprive me of yourself in my absence" The handmaiden joked. Elaena chuckled watching the handmaiden take the tray and leave to fetch buckets of water for Elaena to bathe.

In less than half an hour Elaena leaned down relaxing in the water, smelling the oils in her water. Much better than the sweat and blood she hand to endure the entire time she was awake. She had dismissed all the handmaidens sent to her by her father and Rhaenyra to help her wanting to be alone.

Elaena took a deep breath before sliding down and under the water with her eyes closed. She counted in her head up until seventy eight, a practice she did all the time training herself to hold her breath longer in case she ever was at sea and fell into the water, before emerging again.

"Aemond!" She screamed shocked seeing him standing only a small distance away from the tub. He smirked for a second. She noticed that he had the exact same bandage around his neck matching her. His forehead had a much smaller bruise from the harsh contact the day before.

"I came to check on you only to find you trying to kill yourself" He spoke as he walked over to the tub. She lowered herself even more so the water was against the soaked bandage.

"I was not trying to kill myself, it is relaxing. You should do some of that" Elaena bit back. Aemond let out a small chuckle before crouching down at the edge of the tub.

"You should not do that" Aemond's fingers met the wet bandage and undid it slowly, eyes never leaving each other for a second, as he pulled it off and threw it to the side. Elaena hissed as the cold air hit her cut.

"I am a little saddened that I did not cause that cut myself" Aemond whispered. Elaena glared at him, seeing the Aemond she sparred with her instead of the Aemond that danced with he only last night.

"Has anyone informed you of how much of a dick you are?" Elaena asked. She leaned her head back against the wooden tub edge and closed her eyes as if she was trying to ignore his existence.

"No but speaking of dick, you hurt mine yesterday and I wan repayment for that" Aemond smirked smugly. One of his hands slid under the water to touch the middle of Elaena's stomach. She gasped and jumped up into a sitting position wide eyed.

"What are you doing?" Elaena asked. Her hand wrapped around his wrist holding it in place. Her eyes darted towards the door but she did not know if she was afraid someone would see them like this, or if she was afraid of someone interrupting them or she was begging for someone to come and save her from Aemond.

"Getting my payment" Aemond whispered. He shook her hand off and let his hand journey down to her lower belly causing shivers to run down Elaena's body. Her mouth fell open when his fingers touched her pearl and her hand snapped to hold his wrist again.

"Has no one touched you there?" Aemond asked, noticing her body shake from a simple touch. Elaena shook her head. Aemond moved his other hand to wrap around her jaw and swerve her head in his direction so they were looking into each other's eyes.

"Kessa ao sagon iā sȳz riña syt nyke iā gaomagon ao jaelagon nyke naejot henujagon?" you be a good girl for me or do you wish me to leave?. Aemond asked using their mother tongue. He knew she understood, they spoke it to one another during Laena's funeral. Elaena whimpered when his finger flicked her pearl again.

"Kesan sagon iā sȳz riña, Aemond" I will be a good girl, Aemond. Elaena whined as her grip loosened around his wrist with each new flick he did to her pearl.

"Sȳz riña" Aemoned leaned down to place a kiss on her cheek and whispered the word Good Girl in her ear. Elaene leaned her head on the edge near his shoulder letting go of his wrist to place it as a fist in her mouth and the other one grabbed the other edge of the tub, her knuckled were turning white. Aemond slid a finger over her opening causing another whine from her lips, she was so sensitive, she was new to all of this and knew nothing of this world other than what she had heard.

He fastened his rubbing of her pearl much to her relief. She sighed in content only for her eyes to flash open in shock Aemond slid a finger inside of her opening. Aemond shushed her with a kiss to the forehead moving his singular finger in and out slowly not wanting to hurt her. He curled it a little making her jerk slightly.

"Shhh, sȳz riña, I got you" He whispered leaning his forehead on hers as he slid in a second finger. It was getting painful for Elaena with never having done something anywhere near this before.

"Hurts" Elaena whispered lips touching his with each letter. Aemond moved his palm to rub against her clit again. She whimpered burying her face into his shoulder. She did not know why she was letting him so close to her, why she was letting him touch her like.

"Shhh, it will go away, sȳz riña" Aemond whispered back, neither dared to raise their voices too high. Elaena gasped when she felt some kind of pressure in her lower belly the faster he moved his fingers and palm. She closed her legs around his hand wanting him to stop fearing the end.

"I need to piss" She cried lowly. Aemond chuckled and pulled away from her body to open her legs again with his free hand and continued the movement of his hand between her legs.

"No" She cried feeling tears prick her eyes. Se grabbed his forearm trying to stop him, nails digging into his leather sleeve. Aemond moved his fingers even faster making sure to keep rubbing her pearl to ease her pleasure and make it less painful with two of his fingers inside of her cunt. She felt euphoric, she did not know another way to describe what she felt in that moment.

"Let go for me, Ñuha sȳz zaldrīzes" My good dragon. Elaena whined at the new nickname. She threw her head back against the edge of the tub cursing her legs for opening even more on their own accord. Aemond leaned down to place a kiss to the column of her neck. He moved his kissed to the side of her neck ignoring the ache in his back from the awkward position he was in and the wet patch growing on his chest from the water. He bit into the side of her neck, on vein pumping with blood making her cry out his name before licking a small stripe over the skin knowing a bruise will grow there soon.

The second his teeth bit into her ear Elaena felt like she crashed into the unknown. A rush she has never felt before as if she had just jumped of Vēzos and was rushing down the sky with speed. She thrashed in the tub causing water to spill over the sides even in Aemond's lap who was too busy whispering in her ear to notice.

"Konir sagon iā sȳz riña. Ñuha sȳz riña iksis doing sīr sȳrī" That is a good girl. My good girl is doing so well. Elaena wrapped her arms around his forearm still moving as he rubbed her pearl with the tips of his finger easing her through her orgasm.

"My good princess" Aemond placed a kiss to the crown of her head. He removed his hand from between her legs and moved them to his mouth. He moaned as he wrapped his finger around his digits and despite the water the tub making contact with his fingers he could still taste her release on his tongue.

"What was that?" Elaena asked panting still. Her eyes were dazed in a different way than the day before. She was looking at him watching him shocked as he sucked on his fingers noting wanting to waste the drops on his fingers.

"That was your peak, sweet girl and now I need to taste you" Aemond stood up from the floor. Elaena looked up at him confused.

"Taste me?" She questioned. Aemoned leaned down and wrapped an arm around her waist and another under her knees, he was wet anyways so a little more was no bother, he stood up straight with her in his arms.

"Aemond!" She squeaked wrapping her arms around his neck wide eyed. Water splashed around the tub at the sudden movement of her flesh and drizzled down back into the tub. Aemond smirked and moved over to her bed and placed her down on back.

"What are you going to do, Aemond?" Elaena asked watching him with cautious eyes.

"First I am going to kiss you then I am going to ravish my breakfast" He responded. He climbed on top of her and leaned his head down. He leaned his forehead on her own not making the first move, he wanted her consent first. Elaena raised her lips and touched his turning into a blushing mess. Aemond's lips curled before pushing into her. He opened them and sucked on her lower lip. She gasped a little as his finger touched the top of her breast and he slid his tongue inside of her mouth and began his treasure hunt.

"Aemond" She moaned against his lips as his hand moved down to grope her soft breast. She knew they were sensitive, she would need bigger sized dressed during her monthly bleeding and the week after as well. His finger flicked her erect nipple. Unconsciously she rolled her hips up to meet his own wanting to feel that relief again. Aemond groaned at the friction through his trousers, her cunt against his clothed half hard erection felt heavenly.

"Allow me to taste you" He begged against her lips. Finger still flicking her nipple before groping the entire ball of flesh. Elaena bit her lip to prevent a moan from leaving her lips.

"Please" She begged rolling her hips again. Aemond closed his eyes to compose himself, he could not just fuck her like this, he needed to prepare her so would not hurt.

He leaned his head down mouthing at her neck. His heart skipped a beat as her hand wandered into his hair grabbing at the long strands. Her hand moved up the more he bit and licked at her neck. She arched her back as he bit into her throat before kissing the area. Her finger gripped the piece of leather keeping his hair tied back and pulled at it letting it fall beside her on the bed.

"Aemond please" She pleaded. He chuckled and moved lower to her breasts. He paused when her fingers wrapped around the back of his eyepatch. He looked up at her to find already looking at him with pleading eyes asking for his permission to proceed. He nodded slightly afraid of her reaction. She slipped the piece of leather keeping the truth of what her step-brother had done him. Her lips curled down at the sight of the scar before gasping at the sight of the sapphire in place of his eye.

"Gevie" She whimpered as she threw the eyepatch on her pillow. Aemond sighed relieved before finally wrapping his lips around her right nipple. She gasped head falling back on the mattress. His other hand played with her other breast so it would be getting the same attention until it was time for it to be a victim of his mouth.

He sucked on the nipple making her cry out hands grabbing his head either to keep him there or to move him away she did not know. He grinned and bit it lightly and pulled at the darker skin eyes never leaving her face as it scrunched in pleasure.

"Aemond, help me" She pleaded. Her eyes looked down at him. He sucked again on her nipple making her forget all about her please. He moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention. He teased her for a while moving from one breast to the other sucking, bitting and pinching. She squirmed and begged him, hands in his hair and running down his shoulder and the top half of his back. He finally let go of her left nipple with a pop after stimulating it for the fifth time. He got off the bed earning Elaena's attention.

"Aemond?" She asked panting still. Aemond smirked as he unbuttoned his leather jerkin and stripped it off followed by his tunic and threw them at the foot of the bed. He wrapped his hands on each side of her hip and tugged her to the edge as he fell on his knees.

"Aemond!" She gasped shocked. He smirked seeing that all her reactions involved her saying his name and that is what he intended for her to do until the sunset and again until it rose again.

"I told you I wanted to taste you, Ñuha sȳz zaldrīzes" Aemond replied to her surprise as he fixed the posture of her legs on his shoulders. She was about to protest but shut her mouth when his lips wrapped around her pearl. Her finger gripped his hair again much to his pleasure.

"Oh, please" She moaned rolling her hips. Aemond use her arousal to slid his tongue into her cunt. His eyes almost rolled to the back of his head from how sweet she tasted. He curled his tongue touching the walls of her cunt making her cry and try to pull away feeling this overwhelming sensation but he immediately placed his palm on her lower belly and kept her in place.

He moved his tongue in a circler motion touching all sides of her walls before deciding to move it out and back in before she could protest the loss. Her other hand fisted the sheets almost as tightly as his hair but a new idea struck her, his fingers and hands felt so good on her breasts so her hand slid up to touch her own breast feeling ashamed for touching herself like that but soon she could careless as her pleasure heightened with a single flick of her finger to her sensitive numb.

Aemond's eyes watched her hungrily though his lashes feeling his cock throbbing in his tightened pants, it was fully hard the second he tasted her sweet cunt. His tongue flicked over her bundle of nerves making her cry out his name. He smirked a little and started placing open mouth kisses to the inside of her thighs deciding to ignore where she needed him most halfway through her orgasm. She rolled her hips trying to meet his lips and when that did not work and he kept jerking his head away she tried pulling his hair in her fist but he was stronger and ignore the pain in his scalp and resumed sucking on her thigh to create a bruise only for him to see.

"Aemond please touch me" Elaena pleaded having had enough of his teasing. Aemond raised his head up and rested his chin on her lower belly watching her reaction as his chest rubbed a little against her perked pearl.

"Where, Ñuha sȳz zaldrīzes?" Aemond asked teasingly. Elaena let go of her breast and held out her hand to him, he handed her his hand and she guided it down to her dripping cunt.

"Here?" He flicked a finger over her clit. She back arched off the bed moaning his name and it sounded so sweet and addicting and he needed to hear more.

"Please...please" She begged feeling tears fill her eyes. Aemond tok pity on her and leaned his head back down and plunged his tongue into her hole and kept flicking her clit with his thumb.

"Yes!" She cried groping both of her breasts and rolled her hips. Aemond chuckled against her cunt causing vibrations to roll into her body causing her even more pleasure.

"Please...please...please" She kept begging. Aemond held her hips in a death grip the more she tried to move. His tongue not stopping for a second rolling in and out, up and down trying to touch whatever spot inside her he could find and keep her sweet taste in his mouth. His finger ached as he rolled it in an eight figure faster and faster.

A new kind of pressure build up in Elaena's stomach leaving breathless with small whispers of 'yeses' coming out of her lips. Her legs were shaking over his shoulder and arms feeling like lead. She bit into her lip not caring for the cut she created or the copper taste as she neared the edge. The rush was so strong she crashed on the bed with a scream of his name hips stilling in fear of the pleasure leaving her. Eyes rolling the back of her head while one of her hands was frozen pinching her right nipple and the other clutching the sheets in a death grip of her own. Unknown to her Aemond's eyes rolled back for a different reason, she squirted and her taste was so good he almost fell unconscious from it. Still lapping at her cunt not wanting one drop to go to waste.

Elaena panted falling back to reality and looked down at Aemond to find him drenched from his nose to his chest and the sheets were soaked through. She gasped shocked and looked at the mess confused while Aemond only smirked at her.

"That came from me?" She asked. Aemond stood up from the bed showing off his erection proudly.

"Go up" Aemond nodded at the pillows. Elaena hesitated for a second which made a flash of worry go through Aemond for a second but it was gone faster than it came as she crawled back on her shaky elbows until her back was against the pillows.

"It is my turn now" Aemond's fingers worked on undoing his belt before sliding his trousers down followed by his undergarments. Elaena's eyes trailed down his happy trail to his cock, standing priudly against his stomach and she wondered, how was that going to fit inside of her?

"Jaelagon nyke naejot henujagon, Laena?" Want me to leave, Laena?Elaena's head shook side to side before she registered his words. He smirked and crawled up her body until they were chest to chest, forehead to forehead.

"Stay, please" She whispered against his lips. He leaned down and captured her lips with her own. She tasted herself on his lips and that caused a new feeling, hotter than fire, rise in her belly. Her hands moved up his chest and pushed him on his back on the bed.

"I want to do that to you" She whispered. Her finger pointed to his mouth that curled into what many believed to be a cruel smirk but to her it was the sexiest sight in the world.

"You want to suck me off?" Aemond asked. He had to prevent his hand from giving him pleasure as she bobbed her head innocently. The girl in the training yard yesterday was all gone and a new Elaena was in her place and he did not know who he liked more.

"Come on then" He wrapped his fingers through her gold-white locks and pushed her head down. She moved onto her knees beside him and leaned down until she was faced with his erection.

"Slowly" He whispered. She leaned over and placed a light kiss on the red top of his cock. He wanted to push her head down until he was fully wedged into her throat but held himself back. She wrapped her lips around his reddened tip and sucked.

"Shhit, gentler" His hips thrusted up a little. Elaena pulled away and looked up at him seeing his face scrunched in pleasure. She hated to admit it but he tasted delicious on her tongue, his precum was the only lubrication she had other than her spit. She wrapped her lips around his tip again and gave a small suck earning a moan from the male bellow her. She opened her mouth wider and started leaning down taking more of him her mouth. The hand in her hair pulled stopping when she was halfway through. She was running out of breath and Aemond could feel her that.

"Breathe through your nose" He instructed with a strained voice. Elaena complied finding it a little exhausting having him in her mouth and breathing through her nose at the same time. She bobbed her head up and down with the guidance of his hand in her hair. His other hand grabbed her own and moved it to the part she could not fit in her mouth.

"They are not useless, Princess" He whispered voice hoarse from straining his moans. Elaena moved her hand up and down before trailing them to his balls feeling curiosity win her over. She squeezed them tightly earning a loud moan and he pulled her off his dick with a pull of her hair with fire in his eyes. He needed her and now.

"On your back, Ñuha sȳz zaldrīzes" He ordered. She obeyed excited for what he would do to her. She laid back and watched as he fisted his cock to the sight of her so eager and excited for him. Her cunt glistened in the sunlight and he wanted to taste her again. He moved down the bed and wrapped his lips around her clit again sucking harshly. She cried out at the suddenness of his actions and the pleasure coursing through her body again.

He climbed up leaving her cunt with her taste in his mouth again. He claimed her lips with his own making her taste herself again. She moaned as his chest rubbed against her own.

"Please make me peak again" She begged. His mouthed at her ear which affected her speech for a second.

"It will be uncomfortable though, princess" He whispered in her ear.

"It is alright, I have to for comfort" She answered. He groaned as she grindded her hips against his own. He grabbed his shaft and lined it up with her pussy. He rolled the tip against her clit rendering her speechless for a second before a moan left her lips as he repeated the action then he moved to tease her opening.

"Are you sure?" He asked. He would be taking her maidenhead, something she would be shamed for loosing if she were to marry someone else but he would not allow that, the second he spills his seed in her she will become his if she were not already.

"Yes" She whispered. He leaned his forehead against hers to show some sort of comfort. He pushed the tip inside slowly not wanting to hurt her. She let out a gasp at the stretch.

"Shh, it will be alright" He promised. She panted wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer.

"I am here, my love" He mumbled. He pushed a little bit more inside of her. He just wanted to fuck her into the mattress so hard she would not be able to leave it for a week but he knew he had to be gentle for her first time.

"Please" She begged because she wanted him to push more in and at the same time to pull out. Aemond placed a comforting kiss on her forehead before pushing his cock all the way inside of her tight and snug cunt.

"Oh gods, so tight" He whimpered against her hairline. She felt tears build up in her and at the pain she felt. His cock was long and lean, hitting all the places she will come to love soon.

"Hurts so bad" She leaned her head back on the pillows. Aemond pulled away from her hair and leaned down to kiss the tears streaming down her eyes and onto the pillow.

"I am here, my love, I will not leave you like this" He whispered kissing both of her eyes and then the tip of her nose. The pain slowly morphed into pleasure, a new kind of pleasure unlike the ones he gave her with his fingers and tongue. She rolled her hips urging him to move.

"See darling" He mumbled. He rolled his hips slowly before pulling out all of his cock. She whimpered tightening her hold on his shoulders not wanting him to leave. He shushed her before pushing back in bottoming out.

"Aemond" She moaned against his ear driving him crazy. He took a deep breath before quickening his pace. He knew she would not last long with no experience and orgasm control.

"Please more" Elaena cried. She did not know if the pressure in her belly was coming in too fast or not but it was there, lurking around the corner but it did not seem want to come just yet.

"I got you" He groaned leaning his back to watch her every reaction. He rolled his hips trying to find that sweet spongy spot inside her. He rolled his hips in a lefty angle and that is when her back arched off the bed and her hips started rolling against his and her lips opened moaning his name over and over again like a note in a song repeating.

"Is that it, my dragon?" He questioned hitting that spot over and over again. She cried out words he did not understand but sounded like 'please' and 'yes there'. He kept rolling his hips faster and faster. He could not help himself but lean down and take one of her bouncing breasts into his mouth.

"Please do not stop" She cried. Aemond rolled his hips in a different direction for a second to tease her before resuming his abuse on that one spot.

Elaena's breath got stolen away as her eyes rolled and her body trembled, she could not feel her legs anymore, in fact she could not feel any part of her body except her core. This new peak was different and she wanted it to last forever and Aemond was helping, he did not stop his thrusts even as she came back down, cock drunk. Aemond had to stop himself from spilling in her witht he way her walls were squeezing him so tight and delicious.

"Thank you...thank you...thank you" She cried pulling his face against her chest where he continued littering bruises on her breast. Plump and good enough breakfast for Aemond.

"My pretty, dragon" He whimpered raising his head to look at her. She looked very blissed out and on the verge of passing out.

"Can you give me one more?" He asked. He wanted to feel her clench around his cock as he spilled his seed inside of her, hoping it would take root too.

"No more" She cried. She was exhausted and Aemond was impressed she had given him three orgasms on her first time.

"Just one" He begged feeling his orgasm nearing. He moved one of his hands from the pillow bellow and moved it to draw circles on her clit. She cried out from the overstimulation. His other hand wrapped around her own intertwining their fingers together.

"Too much" She whimpered trying to roll from under him but it was no use and her fourth orgasm came crashing down before she could even register it. She was a quick orgasmar still but Aemond will teach haer control in due time.

"So beautiful" Aemond moaned as he spilled his seed inside of her pulsing with need for it to take root in her womb and for her to swell with his child, bastard or legitimate. She cried out as he continued rolling both his hips and his fingers trying to ride out their orgasms.

"Aemond" She sighed when he stopped. His eyes never left her own during the entire ordeal. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"You did so good for me, my love" He praised out of breath. She smiled shyly at him. He pulled out with a groan and watched with amazed eyes as his seed spilled out of her cuntmixed with the blood of her maidenhead. She whined at the loss of his cock inside of her and as her walls closed down again, she wanted him to stay inside longer.

"Where are you going?" She asked reaching out to him. He grinned at her neediness and kissed her knuckles before replying.

"I am right here"

He picked up the rag she cleaned herself with before he came in and dipped it in the oiled water of her back before squeezing the extra water and walking back over to her.

"Open those pretty legs for me" He ordered. Seeing no lust in his eyes anymore and only love she obeyed trusting him not to hurt her. He dipped the rag down and wiped the blood and mixed off her pussy and thighs. She whimpered a little as the rag made contact with her swollen clit. Aemond leaned down and placed a comforting kiss to it before moving up and kissing her lips too. He threw the rag to the side and helped her climb under the blankets and slid in beside her.

"Do not leave me alone" She whispered. Tears pricked her eyes as the realisation of what just happened dawned on her. She let him sully her, seed her and they were not wed. This felt like a huge step, this was her first time ever.

"I would not dream of it" He reassured her. He rubbed up and down her back to comfort her. He kissed her tears away and only moved away twice from her that day, to bar the doors and light the candles as the night fell.

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icefrye19 · 8 months

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Elaena Stark Targaryen | Aemond Targaryen

[ In which Elaena Stark Targaryen and Daenerys Targaryen gets sent back in time by a spell and meets their past ancestors]

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finally someone talking about maegor eating out his wife (that man is pure horniness please he can’t keep his hands away from her) and it’s 🍼 anon of all people (hi it’s me talking about u for the second or third time ig? don’t blame me but as i said before i love 🍼 anon brilliant mind bless u dear 🙌🏻

Maegor is 15% man, 85% horniness and no I will not take it back. I said what I said. 🍼anon and I both think this man needs to be publicly slut shamed. To humble him just a little bit.

#thank you for coming to my ted talk #🍼 anon and i are currently talking ocs #i have two demigod ocs that absolutely wreck the targaryens #theyre named elaena and Aleksander and i love them

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sarcasticsweetlara · 1 year

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Houses and Families

192 AC

Rhaena had arranged for Viserys to court Lady Agatha Plumm.

Agatha Plumm was the granddaughter of Lord Albert the brother of the late Lord Ossifer Plumm.

Lady Agatha had been a witness to Viserys' training, good capabilities as well as his mine management, she had her own castles as a courtesy of her granduncle, and she had also been a lady in waiting in Estermont to Lady Aurelle Velaryon, one of the descendants of Lady Valeria Velaryon, the daughter of Larissa Velaryon who had fought back for her name.

The match of Agatha and Viserys was a good one, it would help both House Plumm and House Targaryen, and remove any stain of distrust the Plumms had.

Now, they only had to wait two months for Viserys to turn six and ten in order to marry them.

Rhaena was helping in all she could with aid from her cousin Laena Velaryon while they were in one of the solars in Plumm Castle. Laena was looking at the costs of the wedding and Rhaena the decorations and accommodations for the assistants, the wedding was being made in the Westerlands and Viserys helped Laena and Rhaena understand the customs of the Westerlanders.

"So, they want a luncheon in front of the sept?" Laena, who was sitting at Rhaena's left side and reading the petitions of Agatha's household, asked and Rhaena nodded.

"Yes, and Agatha wants her maiden cloak to be made of linen, not silk, same with the marriage cloak"

As Agatha and Viserys belonged to the same house, there would be need of two cloaks bearing the sigil of House Plumm to symbolize Agatha would leave her father's branch of the family to now and henceforth be part of Viserys' branch.

"Had they been born in House Targaryen or Velaryon there would not be a need for cloaks ; they only would have to wear clothes in our houses' colors alongside dragonglass jewelry in the shape of dragons or seahorses or they could simply have just a Valyrian ceremony."

"Yes, but they are Plumms, and that removes a Valyrian ceremony or House clothing and jewelry out of the question."

"Yes, you know, Viserys and Agatha are already close so I hope they have a good marriage." Laena grinned at Rhaena.

"Let's hope so, and if not, we need to remind Viserys about the marital treatment his wife deserves."

At that moment Elaena appeared in front of them standing next to the open door and as Laena's grin dropped Rhaena smacked her forehead mentally, she should have foreseen Laena would not like being near Elaena, even if she was helping in her son's wedding.

Laena was still mad at Elaena for having had an affair with her father during her mother Baela's last days and continuing it after she died before Alyn got lost in the sea.

"Elaena! What are you doing here?" If they quickened whatever Elaena wanted to discuss they would not fight.

"I wanted to check how you are doing, and if there is a problem with Agatha or Viserys." Elaena spoke as she tried to have visual contact with Laena but Laena immediately dropped her gaze to the parchments in her hands.

"There is none, everything is going well, or do you have any doubt in our efforts?" Laena answered curtly.

"No, there is no doubt Laena, but I wanted to thank you for helping my son on his special day."

"How could I not? After all, Viserys was fostered by me during three years under Rhaena's guiding, it's the least I could do for my best friend's nephew."

Small and subtle jab, Laena was surely clever. Rhaena wanted to answer but Elaena beat her to it.

"I thank your concern for my son, he likes you a lot" Elaena replied as she tried to get closer to Laena without her noticing it and exploding. "His siblings are glad to know you are helping him."

"That's nice of them" Laena replied back and a strand of silvery-white hair fell from her loose bun shielding her face from Elaena.

"Will your brother come to Viserys' wedding?"

"Well, my brother from my mother's womb will come I can assure you, his family and him developed affections for Viserys when he was at High Tide, why the question Elaena?"

"Well, I was wondering if you would like to have Jon and Jeyne sitting with you."

That made Laena lift her gaze and glare at Elaena, and Rhaena witnessed a pair of furious pastel purple eyes staring into the hopeful lilac ones.

"Why would you think that?"

"It's been a long time since they last saw you all and they just want to spend some time with their older siblings."

"We know they exist and have already accepted them as my father's children, they do not need to ask for more from House Velaryon."

Rhaena knew Elaena was well aware of that already; Rhaena had paid the Velaryons in gold the weight of the twins when they were born, and as Rhaena had planned to help Elaena raise them and building a sept of their own for Jon and Jeyne, Laena asked her to first spend a whole year in Driftmark overseeing the construction of new properties for her Velaryon cousins atoning for what they deemed a betrayal, Viserys being a squire for them was also a condition the Velaryons had set in order to forgive the Targaryens.

"As I told you, they just want to spend time with their siblings, they haven't seen you in ages, please Laena, it's for the best of us."

Laena clenched her jaw and placed her fist under her chin as she pondered, displaying her famous clawed scar that laid in her left arm since her monstrous dragon-like wyrm had attacked her, and Rhaena was silently praying Laena would no longer harbor such a deep hatred for her half siblings. Whatever had happened between Elaena and Alyn did not need to affect the relationship between their children.

"They may" Laena sighed and Elaena gave her a small smile as Rhaena was secretly grinning for Laena seeing the light. "They will be seated two seats away from the great-grandchildren of Daemion Velaryon though, and they will have to address us as my Lady and my Lord and they can not wear House Velaryon's colors."

"I will make sure of that, thank you Laena." Quickly Elaena left and Rhaena felt she could breathe again.

"I have to admit… I didn't think you would accept, why did you do it?" Rhaena snickered.

"Does accepting your nephews in their own brother's wedding bother you?" Laena's attention was back at the parchments.

"No, but since you are helping with the organization of the wedding and your siblings will attend I didn't think you would want to sit near Jon and Jeyne."

"Those kids have Velaryon blood, I will not deny it, but I can not forgive their mother for having laid with my father while my mother was sick, she disrespected her and those kids are the proof of that."

While it was true Alyn had not been exactly a faithful husband, he had gone back to Driftmark to bury Baela and before Alyn left for his not yet known last voyage he said he needed to be in the sea to clear his mind. Elaena had hoped to marry Alyn after he returned but he never came back, and Laena refused to talk to Elaena after that and refused to help in the funds for the raising of Jon and Jeyne.

Rhaena thought that was because it was far easier for Laena to hate Elaena than blame her deceased lost in the sea father for having cheated on Baela.

"Are you finished? It would be good to rest a little for you Rhaena?"

"No, I want to make sure everything is in order once again."

"More work for Rhaena The Pious Targaryen then?'' Laena snorted, sputtering Rhaena's sobriquet that the smallfolk gave her. "How is it you gained that sobriquet?"

"Well, just when I became a septa I stopped a fight between a septon and a mass of smallfolk who did not want to pay the taxes that man was asking."

"How did you stop him?"

"I told him the gods would not induce such heavy taxes on people who work hard every day to bring food to their tables."

"Ooh! That's my bad girl!" Laena chuckled and Rhaena rolled her eyes.

…

Days later Viserys and Rhaena were joined by the rest of the royal family having a celebration dinner to wish Viserys the best as he would marry Agatha and wanted to meet the maiden who would be Viserys' side.

Rhaena felt a wave of nostalgia as she saw Daeron's children who she had helped raise now with their own wives and children; Maekar and his wife Dyanna Dayne -a lovely maid who had been Maekar's friend since childhood- had had a baby they named Daeron in honor of the King. Rhaena was happy Maekar got to marry for love, as he had always been dutiful and self-demanding, he deserved to be happy.

Rhaena already had organized her nephew's wedding but she still felt that Viserys was a little boy who asked her to sing him before he slept and now he was getting married.

"Aunt Rhaena!" Rhaegel shouted drifting from his wife Alys Arryn who was barely showing her pregnancy.

Rhaena loved spending time with Rhaegel, he had honey blonde hair and deep blue eyes, but resembled both her dear cousin Naerys as well as her beloved father Aegon III Targaryen and her paternal grandmother The Black Queen Rhaenyra, Rhaegel's grandmother, great-granduncle and great great grandmother.

"Rhaegel! How are you?"

"I've been fine, Alys is pregnant and I can't wait to meet our little dragons"

"Dragons?"

"I think we are having twins."

"That's wonderful! Congratulations Rhaegel."

Rhaena sat by Rhaegel's side and they continued talking as they ate, relishing in their stories.

"... And you won't believe it, the other day I saw the ever-serious Maekar laughing to one of Dyanna's japes." Rhaegel laughed and Rhaena widened her eyes as she chuckled. Maekar was famous for being serious, but it seemed married life had made him way happier than what everyone expected.

"Well, that's certainly a miracle." Rhaena snickered.

…

After dinner finished Rhaena went for a walk in the gardens where she found her soon to be good-niece sat in the godswood dressed in a black coat, her dark cinnamon brown hair was let loose.

"Agatha" The young woman looked over her shoulder and smiled at Rhaena.

"Hi Rhaena" she said.

Something that Rhaena liked about being a septa is that she no longer had to worry about formality.

"Does it bother you if I join you?"

"Of course not, no one can deny how peaceful the godswood is."

"Yes, it's true" Rhaena said as she sat next to Agatha.

"You know, there are stories told by the bards that say we Plumms actually come from the Age of Dawn, I don't really know if it's true but if it is then I am grateful we still worship the Old Gods from time to time as the First Men did."

Agatha showed Rhaena the book she was holding which pictured a Child of the Forest and one of the First Men.

"Do you think Viserys won't mind if I still pray to the Old Gods?"

"Agatha, you know Viserys, as long as you are happy he will not have any problem, he may believe more in the New Gods but he will always respect you if you don't do it."

"Thanks, I'm nervous, I hope our marriage will be a good one and that Viserys will be a good father."

"Viserys' father may have died long before he was born" As they all said it happened when his biological father had actually been the deceased king that was now remembered as the Unworthy "But my sister raised him well, he will be good to any children you have."

"I'm not saying everything will be perfect, but I know you will overcome any obstacle that may appear."

"Thank you, I hope I can make him happy."

"You will."

Rhaena gave her a smile that Agatha replied and in that moment Rhaena was no longer afraid for Viserys and Agatha.

…

The wedding was a grand event.

There were bards and singers, flowers brought from the Reach, certain jewels made of dragonglass were also on display and many Lords and Ladies had come to attend the wedding.

Rhaena was in Agatha's room where her maids were finishing her make up and being careful not to damage the delicate braid they had made, Agatha's hair looked lustrous as they had applied many oils and it complemented her ivory wedding gown that carried diamonds and rubies that was covered by the cloak of House Plumm.

"I think that's all, thank you, you all can leave" the maids curtsied and left at Rhaena's command.

"How do I look?" Agatha uttered

"Like a princess" Agatha scoffed but chuckled at Rhaena's jape, neither Viserys nor Agatha had looked at each other during the last week and the nerves were gnawing them but now in this very day they would be married and would spend the rest of their lives together.

At that moment they heard a knock and as Rhaena opened the door she found her sister Elaena and Lord Albert Plumm who slowly entered the room. Elaena smiled at Agatha and joined their hands to squeeze them.

"I have a gift for you" Elaena got her hand in the pocket of her gown and revealed a necklace made out of yellow diamonds that carried an amethyst, Rhaena knew Elaena was doing it to show House Plumm she would not interfere with Agatha's ruling as the Lady Plumm more than she already did and to show her loyalty to the Westerlanders.

"It's a lovely necklace, thank you your grace"

"I am to be your good-mother, just call me Elaena."

As soon as Elaena put on Agatha the necklace Lord Albert sighed and hugged his daughter, once they both pulled apart, they all walked out of the room to go to the sept where Viserys waited.

Viserys looked handsome too, like a knight out of a fairytale and was beaming radiantly once he looked at Agatha in the sept. Lord Albert walked her to the dais and removed the maiden cloak so that Viserys could now cloak her thus symbolizing Viserys and Agatha would now form a new branch of House Plumm.

Rhaena let herself look her surroundings: Jon and Jeyne were sat near their siblings, Elaena and her husband Ronnel Penrose were sat with their four toddlers, the copper brown haired Robin and the platinum haired Laena, Rhaena was sure Elaena named her second daughter like that to regain their cousin's esteem, who both had sparkling purple eyes, and the dark silver haired Jocelyn of light brown eyes while the dark red haired Joy had deep wine-purple eyes; Rhaena also had noticed her cousin the King Daeron and his family were attending the wedding too.

Rhaena could now let herself smile, everything was well.

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