#rhaemond babies

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Rhaemond babies content - Jacaela Edition!

The many faces of

Aethan Velaryon

Aethan is the first born child of both Baela and Jace (he's currently a 1yr old baby in the story, but by the time Vaella is born, he will have turned 2!) He's Rhaenyra and Daemon's first grandchild, and their kids first nephew. Aethan is often thought to take after both of his parents, but mostly his features seemed to have favoured his mother. He inherited her eyes, her nose, her lips and especially her spirit. Whereas with his father, he mainly inherited his facial structure and his brown hair colour (both Aethan and his next sibling will have brown hair, but I'm imagining that their hair is not a simple regular brown. Like maybe in the sun there's a golden-like essence to it)

Aethan was given a Velaryon name when he was born, not because either Jace or Baela felt it necessary to do so, but because when they looked upon their newborn son, they simply felt it suited him. He entered the world quite stoically as far as babies are concerned, barely crying or screaming. He whined only a bit, but once he was safely swaddled and placed in his loving mother's arms, he was sound, quiet and peaceful. Staring up at his parents with big lavender eyes, a clear mix of purple tones he'd inherited from both of his parents.

As a babe, he was doted upon by the whole of his family. His parents especially of course, but all of his aunt's and uncles loved him dearly. And once the family's bridges had been mended, he was truly free to spend time with all of his relatives. His uncles Aemond and Aegon were among the two to spend a great deal of time with him (even if Aemond was reluctant to admit how fond he was his nephew then). And Aethan's little uncles loved him just as dearly, little Aeggie and Vis were very excited to have a new playmate, as were Aethan's cousins little Jaehaerys and Jaehaera. Jaehaera had a habit of stealing Aethan away from his nursery, plopping him down at her little tea table in her nursery and having little tea dates with him. He was very fond of his cousin, and sitting beside delightful stuffed dragons, so he didn't mind at all.

With Aethan's birth, the courtiers who frequented the Red Keep were forced to hold their tongue more than they ever had for Jace and his brunette brothers. For Aethan was a true born Prince of the crown, as well as being Jace's own heir to the throne. Aethan held a great deal of Valyrian blood, and with the Rogue Prince...now made King Consort being the boy's grandfather, it would be most foolish of any Lord to gain dragon Queen or King's ire by insulting their darling boy.

Aethan as a toddler could be seen accompanying many of his family members to different events and duties throughout the day. He'd sit upon his grandpapa's lap for hearings and petitions, he'd sit by his grandmama's side as well as his father's side during council meetings, doing his best to pay attention as he was the next heir after his father...though at such a tender age he most certainly was not paying attention.

He learned Valyrian quite easily from his maesters, as well as, mostly from his parents and grandparents. His mama sat with him often to go over his pronunciation, and his papa regaled him with myths and tales of The Flames in Valyrian to further help his understanding.

Aethan would sit and read with his uncle Aegon, though more often than not he'd remind his uncle that he'd skipped a page or misread a word. With his younger uncles Aeggie and Vis and his cousin Jaehaerys, the boys sought to teach their new little family member how to fight and play their favourite game Conquerors.

And when Jaehaera hoped to snag him away for tea dates, he'd be sure to sweetly invite his aunt Helaena for he always thought she'd enjoy having tea with them...even if some days it was just imaginary. He often enjoyed her sweet presence and attention.

As a result, as a young child, Aethan enjoyed a great many things. He'd learned the ways of his eccentric family and found that he loved them all for various reasons (even his step-grandmother Alicent had been a pleasant force in his upbringing. I never mention her, but I think she's nice to the next gen of little Targs...not Otto tho...Otto scares the kiddos). Aethan was an incredibly bright child, he loved to learn, loved myths, history and philosophy. He loved to read, but more often than not he'd rather read with the members of his family who had the patience for it, his papa or his Queenly grandmama most namely. But he loved to receive his bedtime stories from his grandpapa most of all, for Daemon's retelling of his battle at the Stepstones was the most enthralling tale no matter how many times Aethan heard it.

On the other side of things, Aethan had found so many activities to occupy his time within because of another reason. His dragon egg had never hatched, gifted to him by his grandparents, an egg from the great Syrax and Caraxes, had unfortunately remained cold and dormant.

It wouldn't be until Aethan's 6th nameday. By then, Rhaenyra as Queen had decided to re-initiate a Targaryen custom that her own father had neglected to continue with. And this was the custom of teaching and creating strong bonds with the next Targaryen generation. In the days when Viserys, Daemon and Rhaenys were young children, they used to frequent Dragonstone. Stay for days there maybe even frequent visiting moons, learning together, training together, bonding with one another. There'd be no room for petty strife or parental squabbles infecting their ideas of how they felt for one another. As opposed to the generation of Rhaenyra's, Daemon's, Alicent's children who had grown away from one another and grew to create rifts and strained relations.

So starting at the age of 6, Aethan would frequent Dragonstone more often. To bond with his cousins there, (by that point Vaella would be 4yrs old, and the twins, Daemion and Aelyx would be 2yrs old) as well as being able to see his beloved aunt and uncle as well. It was during one of these visits to Dragonstone, that Aethan at the tender age of 6, had managed to claim the great King of the Dragons, Vermithor.

As time went on, Aethan grew to become a most well rounded Prince. During his stays at Dragonstone he happily trained extensively with his uncle Aemond, relishing in the way that his uncle did not hold back/baby him (as Aethan sometimes felt his own father did, though I'm sure that was just because Jace didn't want to hurt his own kid 😂😂). During these training sessions, Aethan often went head to head with Vaella as well, see Vaella...she was his number one competitor in EVERYTHING. It started when they were little, training hard against one another, an ever growing competition of who could out do who. Once they both had claimed dragons, frequent dragon races were held almost daily as well. This competitive spirit followed them everywhere, whose studies were superior, who knew their family history the best, whose Valyrian was more accurate, whose written word was clearer. They were a terror running wild in the island towns.

Rhaena often worried that the children were competing too much, but Aemond often found it more amusing than not, assuring his wife that the competition was healthy enough. It wasn't a violent hatred, it was a natural sportsmanship, something that was motivating both kids to strive to do better than the other. This behaviour followed them back to King's Landing as well, for the many frequent visits Rhaena and Aemond had there, where they brought their children with them. The rest of the children all happily bonded and played with their cousins and uncles, while Vaella and Aethan were always going at one another.

Whether it was 4yr old Vaella biting 6yr old Aethan's arm because he dared to take the last custard tart, or 9yr old Aethan pushing 7yr old Vaella too hard when she insulted his brown hair and called him "only part Targaryen!"

The day a ten year old Vaella had defeated in a 12yr old Aethan during one sparring match, she'd inadvertently given him a black eye with the blunt handle end of her practice sword. It wasn't a terribly permanent wound, so while Baela may have wanted to be upset, but she loved her niece far too much to actually lecture the girl on the brutality needed for a sparring match. Instead she had turned to her sister, and laughed "you do realize you've simply birthed a mini version of Aemond, yes?" Rhaena had found herself laughing, because she'd always thought the same.

Besides it all, Aethan had taken the wound like a champ, neither crying or acting viciously in retaliation, instead he just stormed back to the castle...where Vaella quickly followed suit screaming apologies with added advice, "you should've dodged left! I told you, your movement was too predictable! But I am sorry, cousin!"

As a young man, Aethan had become quite the stunner. He'd filled out rather handsomely, truly taking after his father and his grandfather. His shoulders had widened, his arms and body toned with strong muscle, and his height had shot up immensely just slightly surpassing his father's 6ft in height, now reaching 6'1 or possibly even 6'2 (more on par with Aemond's height).

Aethan was a most accomplished fighter, having competed in several tourneys, and having won more than half of them by age 18. His bond with Vermithor was strong and well taken care of, as he flew with his mount as often as he could. Often going on trips with his beast either to the free cities to bring his mother, grandmother, aunts, sisters or cousins some lovely gifts. Or over to the North as he'd become great friends with Rickon Stark, Lord Cregan's eldest son (a kind of mirror to how Jace and Cregan are meant to be besties!). They'd often go hunting together, train together, drink and tell tales (he even had grown to see Cregan as another sort of uncle-type figure.)

With the amount of time Aethan spent in the North, it was largely rumoured that he'd most likely marry a Northern girl (something his mother and grandfather were adamantly against, they definitely wanted him to marry Valyrian). But if anyone was paying attention...and Rhaenyra always was, Aethan's eyes had only ever been set on one girl. The only girl in their family that he couldn't ever stop mentioning even when she had returned home was safely away from him. He'd say he hated the bickering, hated the fighting, loathed her competitive and brutish nature. But it was clear to his grandmother, that Aethan was never more alive, burning with true dragon's fire, than when he was in the company of his cousin Vaella Targaryen.

Romantically, Aethan was very fluid. He was a crown Prince, thought to be both handsome and beautiful, with something hypnotically captivating in the contrast of his Valyrian eyes and dark brown hair. Many Ladies of the land had set their cap for him, hoping to be the one he'd choose as his bride...hoping to be his future Queen come the day he became King.

And by this point, Aethan securely taken after his father and uncle Aemond, in the way that he deeply cared about his duties. He sat in many council meetings, stood by for all hearings, petitions and decrees. So the thought of his future and his future wife was not a thought he was neglected. He knew he needed start thinking of ensuring his own line. Whether his marriage would be a match of political alliances or one based on Valyrian purity.

Aethan had bedded both men and women in his time, for attraction to him went beyond the bounds of simple gender norms. But deep within himself, he certainly knew the feelings he had for Vaella that were unmatched by anything else. By the time Vaella had turned 18, she was officially of age for marriage proposals, and as he'd heard it, she'd already been receiving several since she was 16yrs of age.

But Aethan knew Vaella better than anyone, she'd never been fond of the idea of marriage. At least not to the men who had offered themselves to her. She had too much of her father within her, she needed volatility. If she was to marry, she wanted a warrior. She wanted someone capable of defeating her, not just with blunt strength, but with real skill. So when she made the request to their grandparents, a tourney for her hand, but the winner must defeat her single combat.

Well...Aethan wasn't beyond throwing his hat in the ring. Conversations of his own possible betrothals ranged from Lannister girls to Baratheons, to Starks...and certainly talk of Vaella becoming his wife had been mentioned. Contention was drawn as Vaella was his uncle Aemond's eldest, and in Queen Rhaenyra's reign, she hoped to instill that the eldest child, male or female, would be the heir to any seat especially in their family. That would make Vaella the next Princess of Dragonstone...but that would only hold, if Vaella chose to marry a second son...a man who stood to inherit nothing.

Whereas...more likely than not, she would marry a man who stood to inherit something more. Aethan's parents had hoped that maybe Vaella would rather be Queen one day...by Aethan's side. It was a possibility that had given his heart a great sense of warmth, the idea of having his beautiful cousin standing by his side, as his wife, as his Queen.

And as the idea had been mentioned to his aunt and uncle, his aunt Rhaena was not against the match, ever the sweet woman he knew her to be, she was in fact all for it so long as her daughter was interested in making it so. While his uncle teetered on the idea of having to give his daughter up as his own heir...but certainly loved and trusted his nephew as the best viable option, as he was respected and Valyrian...and surely Aemond enjoyed the idea of his daughter one day becoming the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. (Aemond's gotta have a nice little think about it all 😂😂 that's his precious little baby girl to him still.)

Either way, once Vaella returned to King's Landing for the tourney, Aethan decided to join the tourney. A fact that truly angered Vaella when she'd heard that he had. It was during this time that Aethan truly began to see his cousin in this new light, a light he never dared to view her in before. Acknowledging that their bickering and back and forth actually was something that entertained him greatly, it amused him, aroused him. He'd always lived to annoy his cousin, but now he was drawing even more from every interaction they had. Every round of the tourney that he succeeded to move past, Vaella only argued more with him, pulling him into close dark rooms to claim he was only "jesting, wasting her efforts to actually prove a point, to prove herself, to find a truly suitable person-".

That argument had ended with a rough kiss, and with their volatile nature with one another, almost every one of their outburst arguments started leading towards more and more aggressive kisses, grinding, and sexual encounters.

By the time Aethan reached the end of the tourney, he'd beat out every major Lord/house, collected no more than a few minor flesh wounds. And when he finally faced off against the one woman he wanted most of all, he knew better than to go easy on her, she'd never accept the outcome if he did. It was said to be a most spectacular match, as Princess Vaella Targaryen was a beast unleashed with her blade in her hand. But as Aethan knew best, Vaella always fought viciously when she was emotional...but in that state she also left room for very slight minuscule mistakes. Mistakes Aethan knew how to spot and capitalized on, and used to defeat her.

He pinned her twice, once she held her blade at an equally vital spot...but she would not yield. So he separated from her, and worked his way to knocking her sword from her hand, before pinning her again. His true dragon unleashed, he was grinning ferociously when he pinned her down for the second time. To the sound of screaming cheers from nobles and commoners alike viewing in the crowd, Aethan cared for none of it, he just needed to hear her say the words, that she yielded...and that she'd finally accept his offer for his hand.

And she did.

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Funnily enough, back when I first wrote Vaella's character bio I had no idea what my plan was for her future or for her love interest(s). But once I started thinking about Aethan and Jacaela's other babies and Lucenaera's babies, and I started drawing the lines between who'd end up with who. Aethan seemed like such a fun perfect character to match Vaella with!

Plus I find that the parallel throughline between Vaella and Aethan here feels like it really draws back to the core of Rhaemond in this universe! Like the base relationship isn't starting with real hatred or them being actual enemies, but there is an enemies to lovers element to them, and the bickering and competitive nature between seems super fun to me.

There's also technically a 3rd party to this relationship, a character I decided not to mention here. He will be introduced in this story and then he'll be more important in the sequel story when I focus on adult Vaella. There, I think, eventually with the three of them their relationship will result in becoming more of a throuple than just a straight linear marriage (though Vaella and Aethan's marriage will still be the core.)

Sidenote: when I do make Part 3 of this series, don't mind me if some of these details change when I do get to writing it. These are just my main initial thoughts for these characters now. But once I go into more depth with them, things might alter just a tad!

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Jacaela kids in order:

Aethan Velaryon (133 AC), baby #2 (137 AC), baby #3 & #4 (142 AC)

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Rhaemond kids in order:

Vaella Targaryen (135 AC), Daemion Targaryen & Aelyx Targaryen (137 AC), Valaena Targaryen (138 AC), Naerys Targaryen (139 AC), baby #6 & #7 (142 AC), baby #8 & #9 (153 AC)

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #rhaemond #baela x jace #jace x baela #jacaela #rhaemond babies #rhaemond kids #jacaela babies #jacaela kids #he saw her at daybreak #hshad #hotd fic #hotd fanfic

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Random headcanons: Rhaena and Aemond are usually both incredibly calm. Well, Rhaena is. Aemond is simply unnervingly quiet and expressionless until he eventually loses his temper. Aemond also uses incredibly pretentious language in everyday conversation and sometimes Rhaena has to translate if Alicent already isn’t. They can communicate without words, sometimes they just have to look at each other and they already know what the other is saying. They aren’t big on PDA but if they enter a space together they are almost always holding hands.

You get it 😭😭😭 it’s the looks they know what the other is thinking without speaking. At first she would try to shower him with affirmations and compliments to get him to open up then Rhaena just realizes this is how he is.

No but she’s used to holding Baela back from fights she has practice so she would try to do it with Aemond if he loses his temper

#not even a headcanon cause we saw it in the show 🤭 #love that look baby Aemond gives and baby Rhaena shakes her head #then the dinner scene toast they really say shit without saying shit #rhaemond #rhaena targaryen #aemond targaryen #hotd asks #house targaryen #hotd #house of the dragon #rhaena of pentos #hotd headcanons #Aemond x Rhaena #hotd au #aemond the kinslayer #aemond one eye

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What do you think we would`ve seen in canon had Rhaena/Aemond or Baela/Aemond been canon?

For Rhaena and Aemond probably a Romeo and Juliet situation. Tragic and doomed from the start if everything else stays the same during the Dance besides Rhaemond falling in love with each other.

I could see Aemond and Rhaena meeting and forming a secret attachment during her visit to the capital. When Rhaena travels to Vale after the Dance breaks out, en route Aemond swoops in and kidnaps Rhaena(I don’t think she’d willingly leave her family, but I don’t think she’d leave him once she’s with him).

Now because Rhaena is a highborn girl and his cousin he’s taking her back to Kings Landing with him and marrying her in front of witnesses(Otto would want to use her as a hostage, but Aemond shuts that down).

When he goes to the Riverlands he either sends her away to Oldtown or he keeps her in KL with his mother(I imagine that when the Blacks take the capital Rhaena probably has guards around the clock that way Aemond doesn't try to sneak her out). In this scenario, Aemond still dies and if Rhaena falls pregnant she probably loses the baby 😬(but if she's at Oldtown don't worry guys Garmund will comfort her).

If it's a situation where the Dance for some reason doesn’t break out(Viserys would have to not be oblivious) I could see Aemond doing something to force Daemon's hand that way he has to go along with their union. He eventually comes along, but there is an uphill battle. In this scenario, Rhaemond get their happy ending and Aemond is given a lordship of his own to pass down to his and Rhaena’s children.

As far as Baela and Aemond go, I honestly can’t picture it. Like they just don’t mesh at all IMO(sorry to any shippers out there I’m just not seeing it 🤷🏽‍♀️). Baela and Aegon on the other hand have delicious potential 👀🔥

#rhaemond #rhaena x aemond #aemond x rhaena #rhaena targaryen #aemond targaryen #rhaena of pentos #baela targaryen #hotdask #bnasks #bnask #since I have agendas imagine if aegon survived the dance and he took baela as his second wife #like they both hate each other at first #but then aegon sees how good she is with jaehaera and his bitter heart starts to melt #baela sees how he is with his daughter and she starts to melt too but they are both fighting the feelings #then an assassination attempt happens and aegon confesses his feelings #baela won’t say I love you but she’s definitely not turning him away either #she probably doesn’t confess anything until after they’ve had a child or two #again no one asked for this but I have agendas

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Aemond x sister!OC (Saerah) random heandcanons

Aemond and Saerah slept in the same bed for most of their childhood. When they were eight and their mother decided they should each have their own rooms, Aemond would often sneak out of his room to sleep in Saerah's room but when Saerah was feeling sad, she’d be the one to crawl into his bed. Or her mothers

Saerah once had a little mouse she kept as a pet in secret. She named him King Nibbles because of how his little nose twitched when he ate. When Aegon found out, he fed the mouse to a kitchen cat because he thought it vermin and had taunted Saerah that he’d done her a favour. Saerah cried for days. Aemond put a dead rat in Aegon's bed in vengeance

Saerah has had her and Aemond's children's names picked out since she was five, as well as a few backup names because obviously four babies isn't enough (Aerys and Maera for the twins, and Elaena and Valera and Aemon and Rhaemond as back ups).

Had the war between the Greens and Blacks not occurred, or had a truce been reached, Saerah would have married her children to Jace and Luke’s children because while she hates them, she doubts they would be cruel to her babes.

Saerah will hit Aemond and Aemond will 100% hit back but it’s never Aemond to initiate the fight

Of the two of them, people think Saerah is sweet and gentle and Aemond to be with all the roughness of a boy, albeit quiet. When you get to know them, Saerah is full of bile and ill intent when angered, and Aemond follows her venom up with his own

When their twins are born, they don’t have any eggs to lay in their cradle ans both are very sad at this

Saerah tried many times to escape back to the capitol to see Aemond and Aemond planned to fly Vhagar to the Reach to see Saerah. Both failed.

Saerah and Aemond are their mothers children

Saerah had a little crush on a Tyrell squire while she was away, and Aemond had a crush on a lady of the court

One time, when they were small, she put Aemond into a headlock for tossing one of her dolls out a window in retaliation for breaking one of his knight toys

As adults they still play wrestle, Saerah thinking herself very mighty for being able to pin Aemond down, but Aemond knowing full well that he’s letting her

After the events of Driftmarm and Saerah’s exile, Aemond crawled into Alicent’s bed for three months because sleeping next to her was the next best thing to sleeping next to Saerah

Saerah slept with a hand maid for years after arriving at the Reach because she missed sleeping next to her brother

#aemond targaryen x sister!reader #aemond targaryen x oc #house of the dragon #headcanons #Saerah targaryen #game of thrones #asoiaf

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Poor Alicent!

Fuck imagine if one time during childbirth for a later child, she is having complications and they bring Rhaemond in to discuss.

Alicent is terrified because she doesn't think Rhaemond would save her, so she starts sobbing and begging for him not to let them cut her open. She's even apologizing for Viserys marrying them, for not being good enough for Rhaemond to love, for whatever she did that made him hate marrying her.

It's fucking heartbreaking and I wonder if it'd be enough to kinda 'wake' Rhaemond up or break through to him over how's he's been treating Alicent.

Like that his childhood friend, in the same position his mother was in, now begging for him not to let her be cut open like Aemma was and apologizing for everything.

I wonder what would happen afterwards if Alicent lives (+/- the baby) or if she dies (+/- the baby)

Cause whatever shit Rhaemond has regarding being married to Alicent, her being in the same situation as Aemma has to affect him.

oh god, yeah. i think he'd be so traumatized by it, he'd scream at the maesters to save his wife. no matter what issues they have, alicent was still his wife. he won't let her die. i think it's the first time that his sons would see him cry. he's waiting outside , pulling at his hair and sobbing as viserys sits near him and tries to comfort him. it's the first time they realize that their father loves their mother and is scared by the thought of her dying.

#male rhaenyra

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Some Aemond or green fans might be offended but just sharing my truth about some stans, halemond and this drama

It's quite long so please read this fully before saying anything rubbish

I genuinely wanted to know what it this hate for Halemond there. I am more of Rhaena N Aemond bcz for me their etl would be really hot but what's also wrong with halemond ?

For me I would prefer halemond as second choice after Rhaena.

It's surprising bcz I thought Halemond would be a ship which would be liked by everyone and even greens as well bc it's consensual relationship bet two teenagers who love each other no grooming, no harrassing, no abuse. Yes it might be anything in show later then I might change this opinion.

Ik it's incest but wtf should I do with it, so is Rhaemond. They are Targaryens and it's common for them. Moreover when nobody was forcing anything on them but if after getting all options available if Aemond still goes for his sister then clearly it's his feelings not 'family forcing tradition' which was in case of Aegon and Helaena.

-People being utterly hypocrites by saying they want canon that's why they love Alys-Aemond. I would love that too.

But In book Alys is supposed to be an old witch who would manipulate 18 yrs old Aemond to love her for her own plan. I would enjoy Alys milf bossing Aemond too

but mind you if just gender were reversed, those same people would call it predatory example the way Darkling, petyr, Damon or any other old ass is dragged for liking 18-17 yrs old Alina, Sansa.

Also where does this canon love goes when it's about Rhaenyra and Alicent as I clearly remember that no one before HOD shipped them as couple.

Same people have no problem ship Helaena with Aegon the one who don't give fuck about her.

I think there are very less chance that halemond will happen but if I see some scenes clearly with open mind I can very much get that why people are shipping it. They are very correct for it.

I saw many people saying Halemonds were sexualising a child. Leo is pretty baby N I would never want anything disgusting with him.

for me this scene shows that this little Aemond who feels uncomfortable with his brother N cousins, likes his sister and defends her when Aegon makes fun of her.

He feels safe and close with Helaena as compared to others. He has admiration for her. Yes you can call it family love or sister love or a little boy having goofy dream of marrying her sister but whatever it is I do see that he feels genuine liking for Helaena.

For God's sake it's not sexual, it's just his pure sweet kiddish crush which we all have during age of 11 or 12.

Now how these feelings turns shape or something more while growing up we don't know or never knew

Now idk whether it was intentional or not but whatever was there, I felt Aemond was around Helaena way more than Aegon should have been whole time. From dinner scene to him entering to her room early to children speaking Aemond's name till Aegon's crowing moment, we all saw it but refuse to accept it for one reason or another.

Green Stans claiming that there so called 'duty driven boy' would never do anything like this as it would be against of his personality. Really How ? Also same green stans are ok with Aemond falling for women who represents everything he hates. An strong bastard women ? Who will be his war bride or war prize.

I can understand if Aemond and Alys actually grew like a couple becoming fond of each other while spending time but sorry it's not. Show Aemond is so much deep and guarded and according to green stans guy like him would fall in love with Alys in just some few days so badly that he's forgetting everything for her which is very unusual thing for a guy like him.

Let's talk about duty driven Aemond-

Suppose Otto asks Aemond to do heir with Helaena or just go to her bcz Aegon is not fulfilling his duties so that their house could go on without any bad reputation and other hand there is a wet nurse lady who's strong bastard and assumed to be a witch . It doesn't have to do anything with strong house only.

take it for any random wet nurse among common people. Who will Aemond choose in first place ? My opinion is that he will not even take a sec for going to Helaena.

I think others know it well but they will never agree on it

See you can love Alysmond or any other ship. Your dislike towards any ship is also your choice but commenting wildly that this cannot happen or it wasn't like this, ship shaming other people and calling them disgusting names moreover on a fictional character we don't know clearly about.

Recently when some fans said that phia also likes Halemond then antis were behaving like those fans did something utterly disrespectful or horrific 🤡

Haven't these guys been in any fandom ever ? Every single fandom out there openly discuss these fictional ships with actors. Actors also enjoy it alot if they don't know.

I can bet that even Ewan would enjoy this stuff. Any actor would love if fandom engages with them in any theory or activity. It clearly shows that audience are interested in their part.

As an Aemond enjoyer myself I would love to see if his character gets any deep arc or something interesting in sort of way even if it doesn't includes my ship.

If some Aemondwives truly like his character then they should not be doing this kiddish activity that "Aemond is acceptable if it follows everything accordingly to my head canon only".

If Ewan came and said he supports or love halemond if this ship happened which I don't think it will but if he supports it then Aemondwives would definitely hate him I guess😑☠️

Aemond is antagonist I think many of his wives and green Stans need to recall. So him doing any sort of malicious work would not harm his character arc in anyway neither any of his ships I can guarantee.

He has his own character arc which doesn't only revolve around his love interest. Yes I can understand dislike for incest but world where everyone is r$pist, killer, groomer, abuser, consensual incest only would definitely be last thing to worry about.

You all can enjoy your ship without creating any huge drama for anything happening in series where every single person is problematic.

Who is stopping you to ship Helaena with any lady or someone else. You are all free to have to headcanon and enjoy it.

I am excited for Alysmond too and Gayle is wonderful actress. She would nail Alys.

Who would not love a witch and crazy prince romancing ? I would be happy too if there are any chance for Rhaemond getting canon🤪😂.

It shouldn't be that hard to explain but Stans jumping on that girl and phia's liking for Halemond got me to write this whole shit which I usually never do. How can they ? That is so stupid !

You know this behaviour among Stans genuinely make people hate that character. I really like characters like Dany, Daemon and Aemond but their stans are irritating many times. It happened with stranger things also

#house of dragons #aemond targaryen #aemond x helaena

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HI! I am obsessed with your Nikobran fanfics!! They are amazing. But do you know when your gonna update “The heart was build to break” ? I don’t wanna pressure you though!

Hello dear ^^ no pressure at all unfortunately I won't be updating till Saturday with a double update I unfortunately fell down the Rhaemond rabbit hole and ended up writing a fic about them i also had another plot bunny for nikobran and it has taken over and now I'm obsessed no worries I still will be posting my nikobran fics this Saturday with 4 times the update as well as a new nikobran story ^^

Anon asked: Omg 👁️👄👁️ pls no my baby bran doesn't deserve any bad things but I hope aas always lan and niko will be there and I also hope that they team up to keep safe, as always I am excited to see what happens in the new chapter, I also hope nothing bad happens so soon, pls keep on writing more 😁

Ehh ... well ... Lan and Niko will be there but unfortunately Lan won't be there when Niko kidnaps him I'm actually excited for you guys to see that part and waiting excitingly to see it ^^

But Bran will be suffering a little more in the coming chapters don't worry it'll get worst before it gets better ^^ so cheers to that ^^

#nikobran #answered ask #anon asked #questions about my story #the heart was build to break

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Your chapters were CATHARTIC. The talk between the twins made my little heart happy.

Baela planning to kill her father👀 you go girl, I'm gonna defend you until my last breath, also Rhaena just being done with all the Targaryens? My baby, here it comes your knight in shining armor.

👀👀👀👀👀 they are gonna be alone and let's see if love will be in the air☺

Can't wait gor Daemyra's reactionnnnnn

It was cathartic to write!

If I could teleport back in time to the hotd writers room and slap everyone, I would.

Like, there are shows like Titans where you get the idea that they really don't know what they're doing but they're trying their best, and then there are shows like hotd where you get the sense that everyone involved is going out of their way to be as horrible as possible to certain characters, and you're like malice or incompetence? Best case scenario is incompetence.

How they wrote House Velaryon has me like

every time I think about it.

My biggest regret is not doing "Laena faked her death too" where she comes back from the dead dramatically, takes over Driftmark and becomes some kind of fire priestess blood magic witch queen who smites her enemies.

Yup. There should be roughly a week of pure rhaemond vibes. At some point they both have to get to a mature realization of "hey, I actually want to spend the rest of my life with this person," so that's the next objective.

I don't have any Daemon or Rhaenyra scenes planned until Vaemond 😖. He's just continuing to be a neglectful father while his daughters plot his demise...

[dragynkeep]

Ruby, Rhaenyra, & Sakura for the character meme

meme, not accepting.

ruby rose.

sexuality headcanon. asexual biromantic.

otps. harvest moon, pyrruby, ladybug, nuts & dolts.

brotps. weiss, sun, nora, ren.

notps. rose garden, lancaster, white rose.

first headcanon that pops into my head. ruby's echolalia really plays up when she's in high stress situations, but also when she's really "in the zone" like when working on crescent rose.

favorite line from this character. i'm willing to do whatever i can to help because u trust you. but why couldn't you trust me?

one way in which I relate to this character. struggling with a self imposed battle because i think it's the right thing to do.

thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character. the voice picked for her. please god just let her vocal cords develop rwby i can't handle anymore of her helium vibe.

cinnamon roll or problematic fave? problematic beloathed.

rhaenyra targaryen.

sexuality headcanon. bisexual.

otps. daemyra, laenyra, rhaewin, rhaegon, rhaemond.

brotps. helaena, ser arryk, leanor.

notps. tv rhaenicent.

first headcanon that pops into my head. she's partially deaf / hoh, after a riding incident with syrax when she was a teen. daemon or one of her sons always rests at her deaf side — the left — so she feels more confident.

favorite line from this character. they denied you, princess rhaenys. the queen who never was. but they bent their knee to me.

one way in which I relate to this character. society being a bitch baybee.

thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character. my baby girl could do nothing embarrassing.

cinnamon roll or problematic fave? problematic beloved.

sakura haruno.

sexuality headcanon. bisexual.

otps. kakasaku, narasaku, inosaku.

brotps. kiba, sai, hinata, lee.

notps. sasusaku.

first headcanon that pops into my head. her hair was a much darker pink, almost bordering on red when she was first born & as she grew up, it lightened into the pink we see in canon.

favorite line from this character. the beauty of the cherry blossoms color the world! & the will of the girls brings victory!

one way in which I relate to this character. being an obstinate little fucker that will never give up as long as there's a chance lol.

thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character. whatever it was that sp decided to do to her in taking away a lot of her pivotal character moments to make her even more obsessed with sasuke. cringe.

cinnamon roll or problematic fave? a secret third thing.

#rwby #hotd #naruto #ruby rose #rhaenyra targaryen #sakura haruno #ais.txt #answered #q

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He Saw Her At Daybreak - Baby HeadCanon

Because try as I might, that 30k chapter is a BITCH to read through/edit rn 🤣

So here's a cute Rhaemond baby headcanon in the meantime!

So I'm thinking of a little cute scene, where 2yr/3yr old Vaella is sitting on her papa's lap while he's sitting the throne, listening to hearings or petitions or whatnot one morning.

She's swinging her little legs, clearly not paying attention to anything the adults are talking about. With a bowl of fruit/something for her to snack on, like sliced bananas or something. And I imagine that she can be a bit of a picky eater sometimes, so maybe the only way she actually agrees to eat her snack is if she hands some up for Aemond to eat too.

Like every other slice, she lifts her little hand with a slice for him to take, and he knows his little girl is trying to share them with him. So he eats them when she offers them, and it just makes Vaella so happy because she really thinks she's "helping papa!" by sharing her snacks with him 😂😂

I also think it's hilarious because whatever Lords or townsfolk who have come to stand before their Lording Prince, are just watching Aemond be super soft with his daughter. Like he's giving fatherly remarks like reminding her that he's only "sharing her snacks, not eating all of it for her", before he returns his icy focus back on his subjects without losing his flow at all with the discussions that were being held beforehand 😂

Man's gonna be threatening lives while reminding his toddler that fruits and vegetables are indeed good for her to eat 😂😂

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #hotd fic #hotd fanfic #aemond targaryen #rhaemond #rhaena targaryen #he saw her at daybreak #rhaemond babies #rhaemond kids #it just seems so on brand for him as a father in this fic 😂😂😂 #I've got several ideas for cute scenes for daddy era Aemond and all the babies! #especially for Vaella and the twin boys Daemion and Aelyx 💖✨ #since they're the first borns 😂

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More Rhaemond babies content!!

The Many Faces Of:

Naerys Targaryen

Naerys is the fifth born of Rhaena and Aemond (I'm still not sure how the time jumps will work once the babies start coming into the story, so I won't give an estimated chapter for her arrival.) She was born almost exactly 10 months after her sister Valaena (they're absolutely like "Irish twins") she burst into the world kicking and screaming as the clock struck midnight. She was born with slightly paler violet eyes than her brother Aelyx or her mama's own, but she shared Valaena's pale golden/classic Targ platinum blonde hair, as well as her slightly paler skintone in comparison to their elder brothers. (facially, I think Naerys and Valaena have a lot in common, like they genuinely look like identical twins in a sense, with very slight differences.)

Naerys was very nearly named Visenya, as it was Aemond's turn to name their babe, and he'd forgone the chance to name one their daughters after the great Conquering Queen beforehand. This was now his chanced, but from the moment their third daughter was born, safely swaddled and handed to him. He took one look at his new baby girl, and saw that she looked like a perfect little Naerys.

Valaena may have been a clingy baby, but at least that was paired with her overall sweet nature. In Naerys' case, she was incredibly clingy and incredibly fussy whenever she was not with who wanted to be with. Valaena may have certainly preferred to be carried around by her parents but at the very least she only cared that someone who looked like family was there to carry her around. In Naerys' case, when she was upset or fussy, she wanted either her mama and papa or her elder sister Vaella at the very least. No one else would do, she barely tolerated her Valyrian nursemaids, much less any maid who looked common or Andal. 

Naerys always wanted to be cuddled close to her papa especially, fussing if he didn't pick her up and take her with him throughout his daily tasks, petitions and hearings or his flights with Vhagar. Whenever he spoke to her, Valyrian or common tongue, whether it was a story, a lesson, or just him speaking to her regularly, she always perked up and paid close attention whether she understood him or not. The feeling was mutual though, Aemond certainly indulged his youngest girls quite a lot. As he was when Vaella was a babe, his daughters just always seemed to have him wrapped around their little fingers. 

This wasn't to say she didn't love her mama equally so, she loved hearing her mama's stories or listening to her lullabies. Naerys would always sway and hum along to her mama's lullabies especially. 

Naerys and Valaena were absolutely inseparable ever since they were babes. They shared their nursery, and all of their toys, and even both their dragons came from the same clutch. Though they were not born twins, they were still the kind of siblings that were able to feel each other's pain or replicate in the moments when they could not. (If Naerys started crying, Val did too, she didn't need to know why...her sister was hurting...so she felt as if she was well. They just reacted in tandem with one another.) They just couldn't help their incredibly close connection.

Nicknamed Naery or Nae Nae (Valaena is 100% the only one who calls her Nae Nae, and Naerys will always answer to it) is a little MENACE, much like Vaella was in her younger years. To Naerys, Vaella is the ultimate of children's goals. She and her sister Val would follow Vaella anywhere, all around Dragonstone and island towns, listening intently whenever Vaella talked about all of her old pranks and schemes she used to do around the castle. To Naerys, she was enamored with the idea of living up to those crimes and trying to outdo them. So as a child she unleashed hell on earth for the staff! And Daemion, ever a helpful brother, a true partner in crime wherever mischief was concerned, was always happy to help his little sister pull off her next prank. 

But where Daemion would absolutely get punished for his part in it by their parents, as he by then he was old enough to understand why what he was doing was wrong and was old enough to accept the punishment for his actions. Aemond usually let Naerys off with a warning (Daemion was never happy about it, he usually got stuck with early morning training or extra readings to do, while Naerys milked her spot as the youngest child, she was absolutely the kind of little sister that knew she could get away with most things. And she'd always stick her tongue out at Daemion whenever she did.) But even so he was still favourite brother, and Daemion wasn't cold hearted enough to stay upset with his baby sister for longer than a few hours, so they always got on. 

Vaella on the other hand wouldn't exactly participate in her little sister's pranks, but she was happy to praise Naerys should she succeed in executing an especially brilliant one. She'd even give notes and suggestions on the prank and schemes that didn't work, because Vaella hated to see her baby sister upset over anything. 

Like her sister Valaena, her egg hatched in her crib, a hatchling from the very clutch from Vermithor and Silverwing that gave Valaena her precious Qeldlie Kasta or Golden Blue. Naerys own however, was a shimmering bloody red he-dragon with white iridescent horns that had black tips and similarly sharp edged wings to his pale blue sister. Naerys would name him Gaelithox after the God. He was always her favourite, and she thought her dragon embodied the God who ruled over fire, the stars and the moon, the sun and the dawn. She could see all of that in her own mount whenever she saw how his scales glistened like flames at sunrise or sunset.   

When Naerys was not busy trying to beat her elder siblings' pranking records, she liked exploring the grounds of her family home with her mama. Dragonstone castle held so many mysteries and lost relics from their ancestors and Naerys loved to wander the halls and secret corridors and tunnels with her mama whenever she was free. She felt like it was their own secret mission, sometimes Aelyx and Valaena would journey with them, but usually this was an activity Naerys liked to do with just her mama. As she was the most knowledgeable about the ins and outs of the castle, besides her dark haired uncles or her grandmama Rhaenyra and grandpapa Daemon.

She also loved playing creative imaginative games in the gardens with her siblings or swimming in the bathhouse with her siblings. While she was exceptionally good at her studies, she did not like to sit and be taught by her Maesters. She always felt bored with them, as if what they were teaching was never new or hard enough for her (I'm thinking she's a bit gifted in a medieval sense, she's perceptive, she is intelligent, she grasps things quickly...etc).

Unlike Valaena, Naerys is incredibly coordinated with her training. But she is a bit shorter than Vaella, so she has a bit more trouble wielding a big longsword like Vaella prefers to. For a while, she tries to stumble around and train with her kepa with a practice longsword as it is the blade she wants to graduate towards. But eventually, Aemond sweetly suggests she try a short sword, as she'd have more control over the blade and could use her natural speed to her advantage. In the end it was the right move, Naerys wasn't always an aggressive girl, not as much as Vaella was. But she certainly inherited her father's temper just as well, you could always see it so clearly whenever she had a blade in her hand.  She was a vicious combatant, with both her short sword and daggers. She'd grow to become one of Vaella's favourite siblings to spar with because no matter how hurt or battered she could become. She always got up, dusted herself off, and came screaming like a ravenous animal at her opponent. (Aemond also likes training with Naerys a lot because he find it so amusing when she gets REALLY into it.)

As Naerys grew into herself as an adult, she too became a true Valyrian beauty. And unlike Vaella or Valaena, Naerys' personality had grown to become a slight mix of the two. She wasn't fond of regal court life, but she could play the game, she knew how to fake it. For as much as disliked the rules, she still loved all the pretty dresses and the gowns she got to wear as a part of society, as well as to balls and feasts. 

She also loved flirting and toying with boys and girls at balls and feasts, she was an electric life of any party. Sociable and funny, brash yet delightful. It was a balancing act but she always seemed to manage. And no matter where was, her bed was never empty (she definitely kept her maidenhead intact though)...she was a Princess both young Lords and Ladies all had their eyes on and wanted.

Naerys is oddly a rebel, like everyone knows she's bending the rules all over the place, but she's so good at doing what she needs to, balancing everything, that the realm still adores her. She's like the cool bad-girl of Dragonstone and King's Landing really likes her as well.

Naerys spent a lot of time flying with her parents as a child, especially with her grandpapa Daemon. She learned how to fly like a dragon rider of old, becoming one with her mount and being able to perform amazing aerodynamic stunts and moves. As an adult, she'd spend hours if not a day or two flying and journeying around the realm. Sometimes from a distance, unknowing townsfolk would mistake her Gaelithox for her grandpapa's great Caraxes, their deep red scales confusing them from afar. 

She was also very fond of tourneys, for the entirety of her life she always loved watching them and longed to compete in them. 

Sadly in Westeros women were not permitted to, much less Princesses. SO she was relegated to the viewing box. At least until she saw her eldest sister convince both their parents and grandparents to allow her the chance to face her suitors in single-handed combat. It was an amazing sight, until the end. And it thrilled Naerys with the possibility to do the same when her own time came. 

Only when her time came, she found herself falling for someone entirely different than she originally thought she would. 

Naerys always knew she'd married Valryian. It'd been instilled into her by her kepa of course, as well as her grandpapa. Her muña, on the other hand, never really cared who Naerys chose to marry, so long as they were noble and she loved them. And with such freedom of choice there, part of Naerys thought she'd have to convince her parents to allow her to marry a woman. For as her eighteenth nameday approached, she'd found no man to be of interest. 

Not any true options...there was a time when she was young, that she had a rather torturous crush on her uncle Daeron. A man who was only a couple years younger than her kepa...and who certainly only ever saw her as his sweet little baby niece. He'd brought her gifts, and told her stories of his daring travels and battles, he complimented her always...but it was only ever paternal love from his side. A useless pursuit that she grew out of by age 10. But then she'd developed a crush on an uncle who was much closer to her in age, Aegon the younger...or kepus Aeggie.

But somewhere along the lines, she'd realized his attention wasn't caught by her...and that he'd only remain a playful brother type figure to her. 

Nope, by her eighteenth birth, her season officially in spring, she went to King's Landing to visit the rest of her royal family. King's Landing's spring/summer fetes and parties had always drawn in the largest flocks of Nobles. All clamouring for the available hand of a Prince or Princess. It was during one of these evening parties where her uncles Aeggie and Viserys or Vis, had returned from their 5 years of travelling abroad.

And it was there that she smiled at the sight of her uncle Vis still being his usual quiet timid self. 

He was far too gentle and kind for the vigorous aggressive way these unmarried Ladies of court were throwing themselves onto him. And maybe, Naerys thought to do him a favour, to save him, when she stole him away for a dance. Only when she did so, when she took his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor without a second thought. She'd been caught off guard by just how much he'd grown, 5yrs had made a man out of him. He'd left with his brother when he was only nineteen, and now at four and twenty, he seemed so mature. His height seemed to tower over her, his jaw had become chiseled and strong, his face entirely handsome yet still delicate and beautiful. And his pale violet eyes nearly sparkled in the candlelight. 

Viserys II had broad shoulders and strong arms to sway her with, and all the while, Naerys found her heart begin to beat so much faster than it had during any other dance she'd shared with anyone else.

Unbeknownst to Vis, and really even to Naerys herself, she found herself starting a new game. Forget the Lords and Ladies of court, no she wanted to spend more time with her uncle. The one who always knew more than he liked to admit. The one who trained harder than any other, studied more than he ever needed to, and liked to keep to himself as much as possible...even if his siblings were never content to just let him be. 

There were parts of him that Naerys felt she could relate to the most, more than any other. And there other parts that Naerys found she just wanted to worm her way into and corrupt in a way that only she could. Only her usual methods seemed to have no effect on him. Exciting if not wholly infuriating, for Naerys knew she was incredibly endowed. She had a body that enticed any all sorts that she welcomed to it, even with her clothes on. Only, when she attempted to entice her uncle with it...he didn't pounce. When she opted to use her beauty or even just her wit and her mind, he still kept himself at bay.

She didn't know it though, that his resolve was cracking since the moment she chose him as her target. 

She wouldn't know it until she cornered him in the royal library one evening. Allowing the anger she was normally able to keep concealed and hidden at bay, to finally leak through as she raged at him. Wondering why he didn't want her, why he was being so dismissive if not downright oblivious to her obvious advances. He'd given her calm responses about how he respected her far too much to take advantage of her. But Naerys wouldn't take that as a response, instead she pushed and prodded for more from him. Until she drew a true emotion from the quiet Prince, making him explode right back, that of course he wanted her, who wouldn't. But he wanted her to be serious, that if he actually allowed himself to feel all the genuine things he did for her...he'd hate for it all to just be some sort of game to her. 

Naerys had kissed him before he could finish ranting back at her, knowing by then that she'd never wanted someone as much as she did him. Knowing she'd never felt like this with anyone else. 

Viserys might've asked her to take things seriously with him, so she did, but to her that also meant dragging him to every hidden crook and deserted room to have her way with him. Corrupting him might not have been a game anymore, but it was still so enjoyable to teach him all of the sexual acts she'd found enjoyable in her time...as well as learning some of the new ones he'd brought back from his travels. 

When the time came for Viserys to ask his uncle, Aemond, for permission to wed his daughter, Viserys had dreaded it, having seen the drama that his elder brother Aeggie had gone through the year prior when he'd asked for Valaena's hand. But to Viserys' slight surprise, seeing how his reputation was not one of a notorious rake, Aemond was slightly...just the slightest bit...more accepting of this match. Viserys was a respectable young Valryian man, and Aemond supposed if he was going to pair his rebellious daughter with anyone...this was as prime a choice as any. 

Although of course, daddy Aemond was still not fond of having to accept the cosmic karma of this situation once again, even if it was slightly more tolerable. But once again, the rest of this story will be told in full in the sequel fic!

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Sorry this took so long! And this is actually a super long bio LOOOL! The way these posts have just grown in length since Vaella's short first one.

Baby #6 is on hold as his birth comes with a big plot point! So the next baby post will be Jacaela's babies! Starting with their first born son, Aethan!

Sidenote: when I do make Part 3 of this series, don't mind me if some of these details change when I do get to writing it. These are just my main initial thoughts for these characters now. But once I go into more depth with them, things might alter just a tad!

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Rhaemond kids in order:

Vaella Targaryen (135 AC), Daemion Targaryen & Aelyx Targaryen (137 AC), Valaena Targaryen (138 AC), Naerys Targaryen (139 AC), baby #6 & #7 (142 AC), baby #8 & #9 (153 AC)

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #hotd fic #hotd fanfic #aemond targaryen #rhaena targaryen #rhaemond #rhaemond kids #rhaemond babies #he saw her at daybreak #HSHAD

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Rhaemond babies content - Jacaela Edition!

The many faces of

Daella Velaryon

Daella is the 2nd born child of both Baela and Jace, she was born 4yrs after her elder brother Aethan (my idea with Jacaela is that while they absolutely love to fuck a lot, Baela is very keen on drinking a daily dose of Moon Tea. She doesn't wish to push out a shit ton of babies, not like Rhaena will eventually 😂😂 so the gaps between Jacaela's babies are a bit bigger).

Daella was born with bright vividly luminescent violet eyes (eyes that made Rhaenyra tear up upon holding her newborn granddaughter, as they reminded her of her own late mother's eyes) and similarly shimmering dark chocolate brown curly hair as her elder brother. Her grandpapa Daemon was nearly choked up as he held his newborn granddaughter, he'd murmured to his daughter "ziry jurnegon sepār hae ao gōntan skori īlē āzma," she looks just as you did when you were born. And it was true, despite her slightly paler complexion, and the slight hints of Jace which graced the babes face, she looked to be very much a little mini version of Baela.

On the list of names that Baela and Jace had prepared should they have a girl, Daella was not their first choice. Originally they thought of Laena, to honour Baela's mother, they thought of Aemma to honour to Rhaenyra's own, they thought of Alyssa to honour their father, Daemon's own mother, and they thought of Daenys, to honour the dreamer that saved their ancestors from the flames of Old Valyria.

But oddly, when Baela held her little girl in her arms for the first time, with her loving husband, Jacaerys sitting by her side, cooing sweetly at their child. They both seemed to wordlessly agree that none of their chosen names truly suited their darling girl. And as their 4yr old son climbed up onto their bed to greet his sister, the rest of their family had been given permission to enter as well. And once the younger children of the family were allowed to meet their new family member, it became a bit more chaotic (granted, I think baby Daella was very chill, so while all of the kids are screaming their suggestions, Daella's just comfortably curling into her mama's arms).

Baela and Jace's 2yr old niece, Vaella, had wiggled in her father's arms bouncing as she suggested proudly that her new cousin should be named Visenya after the conqueror. At that, their own son, Aethan, quickly glared at his cousin and countered that his new sister should be named Rhaenys instead (they didn't know it yet, but the rivalry started even earlier than they thought! 😂😂)

Their little brothers Joff, Aeggie and Vis, now 13yrs old, 9yrs old and 5yrs old. Had their own little opinions with their 9yr old twin cousins Jaehaerys and Jaehaera, the names suggested being Aerea, Alysanne and Viserra. Which as the couple pondered, they agreed were all lovely suggestions...yet still none of them would suit their babe. It would be their sister, ever the quiet perceptive one, Rhaena, who would waddle over to them (so technically Rhaemond's twins Daemion and Aelyx are born the same year as Daella, and story wise I haven't worked out who's born first...but I feel like Daella would be a great Spring baby while the twins feel very Summer to me. So in this instant, let's say Rhaena is still very much pregnant with the twins). Pressing a sweet kiss to her newborn niece, Rhaena smiled at her siblings and said "her name should most definitely start with a 'D', it would suit her. Daenys or possibly Daella?"

Daella had struck Baela instantly, while Jace teetered more on the edge of Daenys. But as Baela hummed the name Daella softly over her babe, she noticed her girl gurgle in delight at the sound, the first name she recognized as something she approved of. And while the children still bickered, the adults knew the matter was settled. The newest member of the Targaryen family finally had a name, Daella Velaryon (partially retroactively named after Rhaenyra's maternal grandmother/Daemon's aunt, but it feels less intentional here 😂)

Unlike Aethan, Daella's dragon had hatched in her crib. A hatchling birthed from a clutch brought by Silverwing and Vermithor (a gift from aunty Rhaena and uncle Aemond). A deep lavender toned she-dragon, that shimmered iridescently especially in natural light. She had horns and claws that were pure white at their base, but bled dark onyx to their tips. Lilarion, Daella would name her, as not similarly to her grandpapa's mount, Caraxes, Lilarion also had a fault in her vocal chords. It was not a physical malformation, not seen by the naked eye, but the she-dragon's roar was often said to sound like piercing shattering glass mixed with the boom of thunder.

As a babe and a toddler, Daella was indeed a favourite of Rhaenyra's (my idea here, is that while Rhaenyra absolutely considers Baela and Rhaena to be her daughters, I think subconsciously there's still the part of her that would have wanted to raise a baby girl from birth. Rip Visenya. And so, while they may not be 'daughters' per se, I think Rhaenyra gets really happy with the chance to help raise her granddaughters/baby nieces). With Vaella only having visited the capital from time to time, Rhaenyra's time with her was limited compared to the time she could spend with her new granddaughter Daella who lived in the castle with her.

So with that fact, Queen Rhaenyra happily brought the little girl with her almost everywhere. Sat upon her lap during council meetings, during hearings upon the throne, and in her mind such obvious devotion was done to prove two points. One, was simply that she'd use any and all excuses at her disposal just to justify carrying her sweet little granddaughter around with her throughout the day. But secondly, it encouraged her serving nobles and subjects to relinquish the notion that any Targaryens born to this family who happened to have dark brown hair should be viewed as anything less than what they were... Targaryens.

It was an example Rhaenyra hoped to instill with her actions, but it was one her husband and King Consort, Daemon, was all too happy to threaten with verbally (I just imagine Daemon walking around or sitting council meetings/throne room hearings carrying an adorable baby while he threatens people like business as usual 😂😂 bonus points if he has Aethan along with him too).

In either case, Daella as a babe was still slightly more coddled than her brother. She was softer, more sensitive, the tiniest little criticism was sometimes enough for her break into tears. She was very self conscious about her hair, about her knowledge of things, and even though she was just as loved and doted upon as her brother had been...there was something waning on her self esteem. Whether it was her ability to learn and repeat Valyrian words back to her parents, or her ability to hold and practice with a practice sword, little Daella seemed to think she was lacking in something.

But it was due to that fact, that Aethan took it upon himself to be her number one protector, as soon as she was old enough to walk and talk, Aethan guarded his sister as if he was her very own little sworn sword.

Little did he know, his younger sister's self esteem issues developed in the face of feeling somewhat inferior to her elder brother. Through no fault of his own, Aethan was effectively the Golden Boy of his family. He was bright and he was quick to grasp things, where Daella needed more visual methods taught to her, she needed teachers with patience and more time to learn things (I kinda want to imply that she's possibly dyslexic, maybe with a medieval sort of neurodivergent vibe to her, but overall just a rather shy kid who needs more interactive learning).

It was a lesson that took her family a few years to understand, especially for her mama. Baela was not one for patience or taking things slowly. Unknowingly, she could become frustrated, speaking directly if not bluntly, she was never harsh or cruel, but to the young toddler, Daella, she took the tone of her mama's frustrated voice rather personally. And it often made her frustrated as well, brought to tears as she became frustrated with herself for no understanding or reaching the correct conclusion in a timely manner.

Oddly enough it had been Baela's very own father, Daella's grandpapa Daemon, who had informed his daughter that her quick insistences on performance and psuedo perfection was stressing her baby girl to bits. And grandmama Rhaenyra could attest to it, that Daella was an incredibly bright girl when given the chance to reach conclusions at her own time. It had been a tearful sit conversation, when Baela took her daughter in her arms and sat with her in the quiet royal gardens one evening. Attempting to apologize to her 4yr old, she reasoned with the toddler, that she'd gotten stuck in a groove of sorts, working at a speed that everyone around her seemed capable of following. But that it wasn't fair for her to try and make Daella function at such a speed, if it was not suitable to her. Daella for her part hadn't entirely understood what her mama was saying, but she understood the emotional beats behind her words. So she simply crawled over to her mama and climbed up upon her lap, hugging her sweetly, nuzzling in against the safe warmth that only her mama could provide. Nodding along an "okay, mama" as if she understood everything.

As Daella grew, she was found to be a particular quiet child. Even when she played with her brother, cousins and uncles, she never seemed to be as boisterous or loud as they were. She liked to play with Jaehaera and Viserys II the most, because they seemed to understand her best. Vis had always been an incredibly patient boy with Daella and while Jaehaera always seemed to be rather chatty in Daella's presence, Daella had never minded. In her cousin's company she grew to find a fondness in romantic tales and myths, glittering gowns, and the idea of shimmering feasts and balls...gleaming white knights and Princes and Princesses. It was an interest Jaehaera had sparked within her, one that carried over to her aunt Helaena. The three of which could often be found reading such romantic tales in the gardens, if not imagining worlds of their own as they played various games.

When she wasn't spending her time with other family members, Daella actually stuck quite close to her papa. Almost always toddling along at his heels, riding on his back, flying with him on Vermax or swinging from his arms. She liked hearing tales from his youth, especially because she loved hearing how all her uncles used to behave when they were young. She loved her papa's bedtime stories, where he always made sure to end things with a happy ending. And she loved to watch him train, even though she herself held no interest in it (try as Baela might, I don't think Daella is a much of a fighter).

As a child, Daella would often sit by her bonded dragon in the pits, the two truly kindred spirits as Daella would curl up with her beast and speak to her of her day's events. Somedays she'd brings snacks to share, books to read together, she'd practice her commands with Lilarion as well as her Valyrian in general. And since under her grandmama's reign, dragons were no longer chained in the pits, it allowed Daella's dragon the opportunity to spend vast amounts of time away from the pits. Free to hunt and spread her wings, to grow larger in an untamed more wild space.

By age 6, Daella would embark on the same splitting of her time between King's Landing and fostering at Dragonstone as her elder brother did.

At first, Daella felt rather uncomfortable on Dragonstone. She wasn't fond of changing her surroundings, and while she knew her cousins as well as her aunt Rhaena and uncle Aemond well enough, she'd never been left completely alone without the opportunity to go to running to her parents should she wish to. For the first couple of weeks, she stayed close to her dragon (which, unlike Daella, I think Lilarion was really happy to go 'home' and spend time with her parents Silverwing and Vermithor 😂😂).

Somedays Daella felt like the odd one out, watching as her brother seamless fit into the games and conversations their cousins would have. Splitting into groups, understanding one another's sense of humours, and overall just making great friends with everyone. To be fair, Daella was never excluded, she just didn't always feel as if she 'belonged'. Her baby steps to working into the group, started with her usual way of picking friends, she started with her like-minded more quiet cousins. By then Aelyx was the same age as her and Valaena was only one year her junior. Together the three of them would often sit in the gardens together, giggling over stories and various ideas they'd had. Eventually, Daella would find her way to warming up to her more boisterous chaotic cousins Daemion and Naerys, finding the two of them often managed to make the most mundane things messy yet amusing.

But the most shocking thing to occur during her time on Dragonstone was the close friendship she struck up with her cousin Vaella. The two girls were most definitely the polar opposite of one another, but maybe something within that is what attracted them to one another. It had happened quite unceremoniously, their bond solidified somewhat easily. Daella would never join her elder cousin and brother in their competitions or their various pranks, but Vaella's outspoken viciousness could be quelled in the presence of her sweet kind younger cousin. Should anyone try to attack Daella's person, appearance, or even ruin something she cared for (I imagine Daemion has ruined a painting or destroyed a toy or two of Daella's...more on that later), than Vaella was quick to defend.

The two girls found commonality with one other in a very close sister-like bond, Daella would watch Vaella train and cheer her cousin on, and Vaella, even to her own father's surprise, would happily sit and listen to Daella read her favourite romance stories even though those were Vaella's least favourite to read herself (they're 100% a parallel to their mother's, Baela and Rhaena being the opposites that they are, that still get along really well. I mean Vaella has that with Valaena in a way too. But with Daella, they're ages are a bit closer. So they're bond is a bit more on par I think).

Daella would eventually find that she quite loved the moons she fostered on Dragonstone. She'd always been fond of her aunt Rhaena from the beginning, maybe due to the fact that she always felt like a sweet warm mama (not that Baela isn't that for her, but I feel like Rhaena just exudes that energy. Like even with her nieces and nephews, she's just got "sweet mama" energy). In the early days, when she felt utterly uncomfortable, Rhaena's kind presence did a lot to comfort her, and maybe it certainly helped that her kind aunt was the near spitting image of her own mama, it seemed to add to the safe feeling she provided. Daella loved reading with her aunt, strolling the grounds with her, analyzing stories and myths, and the stories of lullabies especially.

On the other hand, Daella had been slightly less keen to spend the same amount of time with her uncle Aemond. He'd only ever been kind and welcoming to her, but ever since she was a toddler, she'd always been slightly frightened of him. She thought his usual expressions to be cold and surly, his eye-patch unsettling and his usual hard stalking steps to be the stuff of nightmares. It was in juxtaposition to watch said 'scary uncle' be incredibly soft and loving towards his wife, his children and her cousins. He'd join their games, jest with them, train with them, carry them around jovially and read them to sleep. All things her own papa did with her. It was even more odd to see her own brother be so comfortable and familial with the man, considering Daella usually politely curtsied and bowed, before scurrying away whenever she was made to encounter her uncle. It wasn't until several moons had passed, her second issued stay on Dragonstone, when her uncle found her struggling to read a Valyrian account of Daenys The Dreamer prophetic dreams.

She'd been struggling on several words, pronunciation as well as definitions, before Aemond, having been leaning against the arching door frame of the Dragon Nest's private family library observing her...interrupted her. He didn't do much to announce his presence, he simply corrected a word she'd mispronounced, and in that moment, Daella's heart pounded, she'd wanted to escape. Knowing her uncle to be particular man, she worried he may be like one of her many impatient tutors back home in King's Landing.

Instead though, he'd managed to coax her into staying seated, as he offered to read the book to her. He'd read the book with as much patience as her own papa, eyeing her and asking her if she understood the meaning of the words he'd read. Still somewhat uncomfortable, she mumbled softly if he didn't mind her asking questions, a sentence he obviously quirked a brow at, and there she admitted her own tutors did not always like taking time with her learning. His reply had held as much burning vitriol as if he'd heard such insolence being directed towards one of his own daughters, "you, little one, are a Princess of House Targaryen, no less than any other in our family. Those tutors of yours are meant to serve you, cater to you, not the other way around." (I'm pretty certain Aemond either discreetly or not so discreetly had those tutors killed the next time he visited King's Landing 🤣🤣 he's very a good uncle!)

It was slow goings, but eventually Daella found herself reading with her uncle to be a daily occurrence. She went from sitting beside him, keeping to herself barely leaning near him. To leaning over him just to see the page, to eventually feeling quite comfortable enough to crawl upon his lap and read the books with him. Eventually Daella would find, that a lot of the things she loved about her cousin Vaella, were very prevalent in her uncle Aemond. And very quickly she realized he wasn't scary at all (once she saw his sapphire eye or possibly another gem. Haven't decided if he'll keep the sapphire as his only option. But either way, once she saw it, heard the story behind it, I think it eased her nerves too)...at least none of his vicious dragon's fire was ever aimed at her, and that was good enough.

He quickly became one of her favourite uncles, her champion, her hero (I think little Daella might've had one of those innocent little kid crushes on her uncle Aemond too 😂😂). She'd hold his hand and skip the halls of Dragonstone with him, ramble to him happily about little things and he'd never tell her to stop, always actually listening to her and indulging her, as well as the fact that she'd managed to grasp Valyrian much easier under his tutelage. (I think it's very much a mutual feeling, Aemond is one of Daella's favourite uncles...might be tied with Luke and Viserys II 😂😂 for various reasons, but it's vice versa. Aemond of course still absolutely adores Jaehaera, but I think Daella is right up there as his other favourite niece. He sees a lot of Rhaena in her, I think.)

As Daella grew into a young woman, she began to truly care for court appearances. She really leaned under the tutelage of her aunt Rhaena, as court etiquette was never something her own mama had ever truly enjoyed. As Vaella grew to truly hone in on her skills with the blade and her formidability upon her mount, the Cannibal. Daella instead lived for the art of courting, of balls, of glittering gowns. She loved when there were feasts and festivals to celebrate on Dragonstone most of all, for it gave her many chances to dress up and dance with fanciful young men from several houses and even the Free Cities (I'm imagining the Free Cities mingle a bit more with Dragonstone than the capital/King's Landing, just cause Dragonstone is VERY Valyrian and the culture permeates throughout everything, and people from Valyrian Free Cities might be more likely to mingle there? If that makes sense).

It was around the age of 16 (and followed through to her 18th nameday), Daella's body began to shift. Puberty had taken hold and she'd begun to fill out more than her cousins had. Daella had a pension for sweets, pastries and cakes, as well as savory foods that had all added to her physic. (In other words, Daella is a THICC girl! I've just always imagined her as such, like ever since I created her original art/face!)

Her waist remained nearly fashionably small but her hips had grown wider, curvier, her bottom was rounded and her chest and breast had grown full and defined. (Queue Daemion's crush on his cousin starting soon...)

She'd grown to become just as lovely as her beloved Vaella, she was even the same flattering height as her cousin. Only she was also plumper, less lean and slim than her favoured elder cousin. Which in some ways remained a double edged sword as the two walked the halls in either castle, Dragonstone or the Red Keep. Daella most days already felt like the "other" Targaryen Princess with her brown hair, but now she was also sometimes deemed the "round" one by comparison.

Somedays it dwelled on her feelings more than not, but should she ever feel slighted during a ball or feast, she always had several men who jumped to the opportunity. Her uncles, her cousins, her brother, her papa, and even her grandpapa would be damned to see their precious Daella feeling down and or excluded (I don't think any man/Lord openly slights her, ;like they value their lives, the last guy who did that is certainly dead. Even the ones who thought they could whisper about her behind her back. Take your pick on which family member or members committed the deeds 😂😂 but there's definitely still some who subtly ignore her...or try to).

Even still, Daella had to put up with the two-faced efforts of many eligible Lords who wished to marry a Targaryen Princess, brown-hair or not. She carried true dragon's blood within her, the blood of Old Valyria, and many less than worthy houses attempted to lure and court her into believing they wanted her. Her only respite came from House Stark, her elder brother's closest friend outside of the family, Rickon Stark (the younger), who was just shy a year elder than Aethan...was always kind to Daella. He greeted her sweetly, always, and he almost always brought her gifts from the North (Northern flowers or gems, pretty things he always says "made me think of you". And Daella absolutely cherishes these gifts). Every feast and or ball, she'd always make sure to save a dance just for him...as a friend of course (👀👀)

Now, while it was said that Aethan visually took greatly after his mother (a fact that I think fades once he grows into a grown man, by then I think he really looks more like Jace), once Daella had grown into a woman truly, her looks were said to truly resemble the Princess Baela in her youth. Facially that is, while her body had fully found its own definition, she would remained larger and curvier than her mother had ever been at her age. But it wasn't only in her looks, beneath the surface Daella had bouts of her mama within her, little sparks of untamed dragon's fire that surfaced in rare moments. But it was in those moments where she truly looked to be her mother's daughter.

By age 18, Daella's first season had come and gone. That wasn't entirely true, in fact, two years prior when her bosom cousin Vaella had married her elder brother. An outcome Daella and her grandmama, Rhaenyra, had seemed to be the only true ones paying attention to and expected it all along. Daella had seen her brother and cousin's bickering matches, and new they both held far too much tension with one another that existed for no one else. It was inevitable to her. On the other hand, since Vaella had decided to wed a man third in line for the throne, she forfeited her right to be the next Lording Princess of Dragonstone. A right that then passed down to the next sibling in line, Daemion Targaryen. Who, as he was the same age as Daella, was not technically in rush to be married (men being afforded the right to marry later in life blah blah. But I think neither Aemond or Rhaena would set their children to be matched...not unless they felt they needed to...MOST of their children will be allowed to make love matches. Key word MOST) and yet he seemed to be scouting for brides anyhow.

It was well known to the realm that Prince Daemion Targaryen was indeed a rake, a far more tasteful one than his elder uncle, Aegon II, to be sure, but a constant flirt and a rake nonetheless. He'd bedded countless woman and even a couple of men, the list of broken hearts he left behind him in his wake was especially well known to his siblings and cousins even if his parents did not know the whole of it (I like to think Rhaemond are in the KNOW of things with their son, but maybe not every little intricate detail). So when Daella's 18th nameday came and went and her season began shortly after, she was both surprised...but also not...when her cousin began to hang around her more than usual. By then, she was extremely familiar and close with Daemion, they were friends in kind, and she was not entirely blind to the very obvious fact of how attractive he was. Targaryen beauty was not a thing to be argued, it was obvious and it was clear, and Daemion Targaryen had it droves.

And while he was an incredibly accomplished flirt, Daella still found a relationship with him...was not one she could trust. They were friends, great ones at that, but she did not love him in any real sort of a romantic way. Try as he might, one of her most persistent suitors, and yes she had several flocking to her (not a horde of desperate ones like there was for Vaella or as they would be for Valaena in the coming year. But she's a Targ Princess, she's still getting a lot of offers no matter what) it was still not a certainty.

The following year (because I don't think Baela or Jace, or her grandparents, would force Daella into match she didn't want. Plus it's not a time of war or uncertainty, so she doesn't need to quickly marry for alliance sake either), Daemion would be more certain of himself and what he had to offer. He made claims of being in love with her (let's be honest, he didn't stop trying when season ended. He kept this up throughout the off season 😂😂), claims that if she were to marry him she would be able to keep her Princess status, and their babes would be true dragonriders. All things which were true, but there was another growing truth layered underneath it all.

Nothing he wooed her with was truly specific to her, all of his gifts and compliments, his tactics and his efforts...they resembled the efforts of every other Lord vying for her hand (minus the dragonriding babies...since no one other than another Targaryen or Valyrian could really offer that.)

He did not love her... he just wanted for a wife he'd be comfortable with having. A wife he already knew, would be capable of Lording over Dragonstone with him and one he was already happily attracted to. Which may have been enough for most woman, but Daella had been raised to expect slightly more. What she felt for Daemion was simply familial if not teetering the edge. But with Vaella now living in King's Landing with her, several moons pregnant with her first child, she gleamed a lot of sage sisterly advice from her good-sister. That as Daella believed herself, Vaella was sure her little brother simply wanted for what he could not have.

But to Daella's surprise, Daemion aside, after listening and enduring the court of tired Lord after tired Lord...a new suitor entered the Keep. Lord Rickon Stark, the next Warden of the North. He'd missed Daella's first season the previous year as he'd been helping to put down a Bolton rebellion in North with his father Cregan. He'd mention it was to his regret that he'd missed her previous year, as he'd wanted to see her. He'd caught her strolling the gardens alone then, and there on that sunny afternoon might have been the first time Daella realized just how handsome she found the rugged Northern man. As if in the few years she hadn't seen him, he'd grown so much taller, so broad and muscular, just nearly as massive as his father the current Warden of North seemed to be.

Daella had known the man for years, seen him at a dozen functions and or celebrations as House Stark had always been loyal and respectfully welcome to join the royal family. She'd danced with him only a couple of times, but now without anyone to buffer the space between them. It seemed like she could finally see him. To think he'd been her brother, Aethan's, closest friend for years now (it was a fact Rickon himself would not dwell on)...and it was only now that she could see him in a new light.

Rickon, unlike her other suitors, simply engaged her in witty conversation, the ease of it all really, it was the first conversation in moons with a suitor who did not feel as if he was doing his best to sell himself, his house and his land to her. Instead when she teased him about his heavy furs in King's Landing spring heated weather, he laughed and sarcastically mentioned that while he could have ridden through the Northern lands shirtless to prepare for the heat...it would not have been ideal.

It was a gradual, natural process. Her strolls with him turned into a most pleasant occurrence that she looked forward to daily. It was an overwhelming compiling list of little things. The way his stormy blueish green eyes pierced right through her whenever he truly gazed at her, the way he'd quietly listen to her ramble on about a recent book or thing that fascinated her. In those moments she'd miss just how vividly he seemed to see her.

Somedays she'd feel so comfortable with him she nearly forgot he was a man in contention for asking for her hand. But it was in the quiet moments, the ones that would catch her off guard, where he'd tell her that her eyes glowed like no gem on earth...that even the brown hair she herself thought to be dull in comparison to her more Valyrian looking family members. To him, he said it glistened like spun gold. His compliments always felt far too real, as if he was seeing right through her and instead right into her heart and soul. It was the nearly blunt way in which he always delivered such words, something she supposed was just the Northern way. But even so there was warmth to it all.

For his compliments were the only ones that ignited that true burning dragon's fire that her mama, aunt Rhaena and good-sister Vaella always spoke of.

In the end it was no competition, though Daemion would always see it as such. If Daella went with her heart, than she'd have to admit that it was a Northern wolf who had claimed it instead of a dragon (once Rickon proposes to her, he gives her the ring his father used to propose to his mother. And I imagine it's this silver band ring that has this rose embedded in it, beautifully carved out of sapphire or pale blue larimar type of gem. Resembling a winter rose from Winterfell.)

Telling the rest of her family had been a far less painful affair than she thought it would be, as even her incredibly Valyrian purist grandpapa, Daemon, could admit that the next best choice to marrying Valyrian was to marry one who carried the blood of the First Men. As the House Stark was known to, it seemed a greatly respected choice to make. Daella's mama could attest to finding the match equally as appealing as her own father, as Daella's own papa and grandmama were simply happy she'd found a match with someone who was kind, respectful and one she loved. (Plus I think everyone in the family just really likes Rickon as a person, so they're absolutely behind this.)

Truthfully Daella worried for the opinion of her uncle Aemond most of all, for even while Vaella had assured Daella that she'd feel no slight if her dearest cousin did not choose her brother (LMFAO I need you all to know Vaella was team Rickon this entire time 😂😂 she really said my brother is a fuckboy, you can do better sis!). While her aunt Rhaena assured her that so long as Daella was happy with her choice then she would support it vehemently. Uncle Aemond however surprised her, in a way, she knew he loved her greatly, but part of her worried she had disappointed him by somewhat slighting his son.

However he reasoned that this was her marriage, and he only wanted her to make the choice that would make her happiest (he's less bitter that she didn't choose his son, but more bitter that his little niece chose to marry Cregan's son of all people 🤣🤣🤣).

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Now I don't think I mentioned Aethan's reaction to his best friend falling for his younger sister, but I'm thinking queue in the usual shenanigans of an elder brother feeling weirded out by a situation like this. Like he's trying to bud in a ruin things, meanwhile his very pregnant wife (like she's like 8months along), Vaella, is literally reeling him back. Dragging him away kicking and screaming LMAO

Sidenote: when I do make Part 3 of this series, don't mind me if some of these details change when I do get to writing it. These are just my main initial thoughts for these characters now. But once I go into more depth with them, things might alter just a tad!

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Jacaela kids in order:

Aethan Velaryon (133 AC), Daella Velaryon (137 AC), baby #3 & #4 (142 AC)

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Rhaemond kids in order:

Vaella Targaryen (135 AC), Daemion Targaryen & Aelyx Targaryen (137 AC), Valaena Targaryen (138 AC), Naerys Targaryen (139 AC), baby #6 & #7 (142 AC), baby #8 & #9 (153 AC)

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More Rhaemond babies!!

Baby #4

The Many Faces Of:

Valaena Targaryen

Valaena is the fourth born child of Rhaena and Aemond (I'm actually not sure what chapter she'll be joining us, I'm thinking this fic might get bumped up from 20 chapters to like 30 or 40? We'll see!) She was born a little over a year after the twins (Aemond's breeding kink has been unlocked by this point) she was happily welcomed to the world late in the night/early morning. She was born with vibrant violet eyes, pale golden/classic Targ platinum blonde hair, and slightly paler skin than her elder brothers. (I think facially, she actually takes after her late grandmama Laena mixed in with elements from both of her parents!)

Valaena (was named after her grandmama, Laena, as well as the name Valaena already holding deep significance in Velaryon culture. Rhaena wished to name at least one of their kids with a Velaryon name...she also had always thought the name was a beautiful one nonetheless). Valaena was a super sweet but clingy baby. I think she might've been even clingier than Aelyx was with mama Rhaena. In Valaena's case, she didn't care which parent was holding her, she just liked being carried everywhere. She loved warm cuddles, and she liked hearing her parents talk to her in Valyrian.

Valaena and (the next baby to come after her) were naturally very Valyrian coded, in that especially when they were babies/toddlers, they didn't like being around anyone who didn't at least look Valyrian. They'd always cry and throw tantrums if they woke up from their nap and their parents weren't around, or the nursemaids looked Andal or common. If Valaena and her younger sibling were causing too much of a fuss, Vaella would bring them to Aemond, she did it quite a lot, since he didn't mind having the babes sit on his lap during his petition hearings and whatnot.

Now ever since Valaena was born, Vaella was SUPER HAPPY about it, because she finally had a sister!! And it was mutual feeling, because as Valaena grew, she could be seen following her big sister Vaella around Dragonstone and the island towns almost always. Valaena just thought her sister was the most interesting person ever.

Nicknamed Val or little Laena (when Vaella wanted to push her buttons) (also Rhaena gets emotional every time she hears that nickname), her egg hatched in her crib, a hatchling from a clutch from Vermithor and Silverwing. A shimmering aquamarine/pale blue she-dragon with black tipped horns and sharp edged wings. Valaena would name her Qeldlie Kasta (Golden Blue in Valyrian) or simply Kasta for short.

Valaena was a good little girl, she didn't partake in the pranks Vaella and Daemion often planned. Instead she and Aelyx would happily sneak to library to read, or the gardens to play, and eventually Vaella and Daemion would join them there too.

Now unlike her hero big sis, Valaena never felt she had the coordination for training with a sword. Not for lack of trying, Aemond was very patient with his young daughter. But the day he found her in the training-courtyard one morning, sniffling and crying that "she'd never be as good as everyone else, as her other siblings," and that her kepa should just give up on trying to train her. Aemond had fought the urge to laugh at how dramatic his little girl was being, as he sat down beside her and folded her into a warm hug. He told her that he only wished to make sure that she was able to defend herself in the future, and besides that, swords weren't the only weapon she could choose from. In that moment, she was able to dry her eyes with her father's encouragement. And eventually she would discover she was quite skilled at aiming with a bow and arrow instead.

As Valaena grew into an adult, she grew to become a true Valyrian beauty. But unlike Vaella, she became very court focused. Where Vaella cared more about becoming a dangerous fearsome warrior like her papa, I think Valaena really falls in love with court life and really starts to take after Rhaena once puberty hits.

She loves dancing, she loves balls and feasts, she's very sweet and dainty actually! I think the majority of her personality as she grows older is far more like Rhaena than Aemond's or Vaella's. I think she wants to be just like her mama, and I think that realization dawns on her around age 12 or 13. She's hands down the sweetest of all the kids and the towns people of Dragonstone and King's Landing really love her!

Valaena would go on to become an excellent dragon rider of course, seen flying magnificently on the back of her beautiful pale blue dragon. She'd also become very proficient with her archery skills, but she wasn't fond of hunting, so she just liked aiming at targets for fun.

Once she came of age, she was HIGHLY sought after by many Lords! And unlike her elder siblings, she was happy enough to entertain her suitors. When her season starts, she returns to King's Landing to visit her grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles. She enjoys all of the spring/summer fetes and parties that take place during that time.

But while she's there, she catches the eye of a certain uncle, in true Targaryen fashion. Aegon The Younger, Rhaenyra and Daemon's second youngest son, who was once known as little Aeggie, has grown into a very handsome young man. And like his father before him, he's also become a rather chaotic ladies-man. He's reached the age of marriage, and while his parents may not have forced him into a political match...they have implied that it's time he settle down.

He's reluctant to agree, as once again, like his father before him, he'd only really want a Valyrian woman anyhow. He couldn't consider his nieces born from Baela and Jace, as he'd practically been raised with them and they felt far too much like siblings of his. And with Luke and Daenaera, of their three kids, they only had one daughter, and while she was only 13 years his junior...well...13 years felt like far too large a gap for him.

No, his options lied elsewhere.

It was a joke at first, he thought he'd court Valaena as she was the sweet courtly one that everyone wanted. She was innocent and docile, and originally he thought he'd have some fun corrupting her along the way...only of course that plan didn't exactly play out that way. He'd been away travelling for nearly 5years, he hadn't seen what puberty had done to her. From the moment he laid eyes on her as a grown woman, his entire plan was now skewed with the fact that he truly wanted her ALL to himself.

Queue MAJOR drama between him and Aemond, because daddy Aemond was not fond of watching the cosmic karma of his relationship with his own wife repeat itself now with his sweet daughter and his menace of a nephew! But that story will be told in full in the sequel fic!

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Hope this was a fun one!! I'm so serious about this sequel fic too!! I've actually planned out all of the ships for each of Rhaemond's kids!! I think I might make some relationship specific posts after I'm done posting all of the kids! Just so you all can see the art I've done for everyone! That way I won't have to go back and edit them into these. But I've also already made Baela & Jace's kids and Luke & Daenaera's kids as well! Characters that will be featured in the sequel fic!

But Valaena and Aegon III are 100% happening! I love the cosmic karma of it all! Daemon started by falling for Rhaenyra LOOOL! And then Aemond did it to Daemon by marrying Rhaena, and now Aegon's gonna do it to Aemond. Father of the bride is never happy in this family LMAOO

And I'll leave this here once again just in case!

Sidenote: when I do make Part 3 of this series, don't mind me if some of these details change when I do get to writing it. These are just my main initial thoughts for these characters now. But once I go into more depth with them, things might alter just a tad!

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Rhaemond kids in order:

Vaella Targaryen (135 AC), Daemion Targaryen & Aelyx Targaryen (137 AC), Valaena Targaryen (138 AC), Naerys Targaryen (139 AC), baby #6 & #7 (142 AC), baby #8 & #9 (153 AC)

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #hotd fic #hotd fanfic #aemond targaryen #rhaena targaryen #rhaemond #rhaemond kids #rhaemond babies #he saw her at daybreak #HSHAD #Valaena is the sweet babygirl of the family #she is SOOO Rhaena coded #like she cares about people's feelings she's an empath #Aemond's violent targ gene didn't touch her LMAOOO

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He Saw Her At Daybreak - Baby HeadCanon #2

Out here posting more Rhaemond baby headcanons instead of actually reworking my behemoth of a chapterrrrr 🤣🤣

So this one, is about the first three babies! 4yr old Vaella, strutting the castle with her two 2yr old baby brothers waddling along behind her. I imagine these three escape/run away from their nursemaids quite often 😂😂 and I'd say it's 100% Vaella who initiates these escape plans!

I'm not sure what starts it, whether some of the nursemaids pissed Vaella off or maybe she was just in the mood for chaos 😂😂 but she hatches a plan, and she enlists her baby brothers to help her (by this point, baby Valaena would only be 1yrs old and Rhaena would most likely still be pregnant with baby Naerys, so the younger girls aren't helping with this😂). Now, how a 4yr old and two 2yr olds manage to spike the maids tea, idk, but they do, and they create a mess of things when all their nursemaids become incredibly ill! (Like horribly sick, puking and nauseous, nothing too deadly...or maybe one or two do die 🤔)

I imagine Vaella directing her brothers around like her own personal little troop 😂😂 and Daemion, ever so happy to assist his big sister, is happily handing her things to make their nursemaids tea the worst concoction to ever be ingested.

When all is said and done, and both Rhaena and Aemond get word that somehow all of their nursemaids have fallen ill, they both know exactly WHO did it 😂😂 Rhaena gets to the kids first, summoning them all to her and Aemond's chambers, lining them up in a row to see which baby will crack first. 🤣🤣 Like imagine a prisoners line-up, but it's three adorable babies instead 🤣🤣🤣 Vaella's standing tall, all smiles, totally proud of her work. Daemion is just giggling, having a good time, cause truthfully he really has no idea what he's actually helped to do. And poor little Aelyx, he's just fiddling his little fingers, twisting his little feet, like he feels really guilty even though he didn't do anything and he also has no idea what actually happened either 😂😂 he just hates being put on the spot like this 🥺 and Rhaena knows it, so she calls him over to her almost immediately, because Aelyx is on the verge of tears and she knows he's the most innocent baby of the group anyways.

Rhaena has started a minor lecture, she's not keen on her kids killing the staff because they think it's a fun past time. Then Aemond finally arrives (idk where he was or what he was doing, but let's say he was actually busy with important reforms or paperwork or something when he got the news that his nursemaids were suddenly ill) , he walks in, sees his kids lined up as they are, instantly knows Vaella is the one who orchestrated everything 😂😂 he's honestly more proud than upset, like he finds this kind of amusing even if he doesn't outwardly show it at that moment. He knows Rhaena would admonish him as well if he did 😂

I imagine, in this scenario, Aemond doesn't even interject, like he lets his wife lecture their kids about the sanctity of life (even if he doesn't really care about the lives of their staff). He's fine until the end of lecture, when Rhaena let's Daemion off with a warning but tells Vaella she must go and apologize to the maids. Aemond's all "wait, what??" and Rhaena simply smiles and nods, ushering him to go with their daughter to make sure she actually gives a genuine apology.

Vaella is 100% her father's daughter, she doesn't understand why she needs to apologize to the staff, and she absolutely groans her disappointment, but she can't disobey her mama. So she goes with her papa, takes his hand when he offers it, and they go down to the servants quarters where the maids are laid up in bed (the living ones) recovering. Vaella musters a rather lackluster apology, the kind that you can tell she was obviously made to do. But it doesn't really matter, Aemond is standing behind her, offering up the most menacing glare ever, like literally "you better accept this fucking apology that MY baby is giving you" kind of shit 🤣🤣🤣

So of course the terrified maids nod, happily accept the apology from the little Princess and Vaella just skips away afterwards like she didn't try to kill all those poor ladies just doing their job 🤣🤣

This is a long headcanon, but I've thought about this one in GREAT DETAIL 🤣

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #hotd fic #hotd fanfic #aemond targaryen #rhaemond #rhaena targaryen #rhaemond babies #rhaemond kids #he saw her at daybreak

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Modern au one-shot with domestic married Rhaemond in their late twenties/early thirties, having a sleepy morning/afternoon with their twin toddlers. Just sweet wholesome cuteness.

Yes I am writing this one!

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #hotd fic #hotd fanfic #aemond targaryen #rhaemond #rhaena targaryen #modern au rhaemond #I'm currently writing this rn! #HSHAD is an ongoing universe that i feel like I'm stuck in the reworking/crafting process of #BUT I'm in the mood to write some babies! and so I'm gonna do that on the side! #yes this will actually be a one-shot! 🤣🤣 #i can't decide if I'm going to do Targ fantastical hair colours and eye colours or not #i mean the moodboard doesn't imply that they have it #so maybe not? 🤔🤷🏾‍♀️

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☾ He saw her at daybreak ☾

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3.1 | Part 3.2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 |

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There was something soft there…warm and innocent…but it didn't last. Aemond let his hardened edges return as he fought to glance away from her for just a moment, "ao sagon sȳrī gōntan hae lo iksan pirta, hae lo iksan toliot gōntan. Iksin nyke nūmāzma naejot dobotēdāves se udrimmi syt ao," you're behaving as if I'm wrong, as if I'm overreacting. Am I meant to ignore the obvious for you? 

"Ao ȳdra daor emagon naejot…" you don't have to…, Rhaena found her voice gritting, she wasn't getting anywhere with this and the song was nearly over, "Īles iā hinikagon, yn nyke ērinnon. Iksis konīr daor mirre hoskagon naejot sagon ēdas isse bona?" It was a risk, but I succeeded. Is there not any pride to be had in that?

In an instant, Aemond's hand reached up to cup her cheek, it was a soft hold at first, he let his thumb caress her cheek as he gazed down at her. But then his hand slid slightly down her neck, his grip tightened as he clutched her jaw and forced her eyes to lock with his. 

"Kostagon sagon ao ȳdra daor gīmigon skoros ao nūmāzma naejot nyke…skoros ao lanta nūmāzma naejot nyke," maybe you don't know what you mean to me…what you both mean to me, his voice rasped as his eye trailed down her throat and towards her belly, "skorkydoso jakegon ēdruta nyke gīmīmagon ziry," how else must I explain it. 

As if his words were punctuated by the music, the instruments stopped just as he did. 

Chapter 8: Soaring Over A Harvest Moon

#aemond x rhaena #rhaena x aemond #aemond targaryen #rhaena targaryen #rhaemond #hotd fanfic #hotd fic #aemond smut #rhaena smut #he saw her at daybreak #hshad #I know I usually post the whole chapter on here #But this chapter is like 25k in length and the last time I tried to post something that long Tumblr scrambled it #I had to split it into two odd chapters #I figure since most of my chapters for this fic will be pretty long going forward #it'll probably just be easier to post a snippet here and leave the rest on Ao3 #anyways! Baby number 1 will be here soon!!