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ophelieverse · 2 years

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can you just write something fluff with Daemon and pregnant reader?She is Viserys and Aemma youngest daughter and their are naming their first son after her father/Daemon brother(damn Targaryens)

۵A name fit for a king.

Daemon Targaryen x fem!reader.

I loved this request,especially after the last episode.There’s gonna be some spoilers (but nothing very important)also incest,so if this makes you uncomfortable don’t read and reader gonna have targaryen features.

Thank you for the request,hope you like it and let me know what you think!💕💕

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The earth awakes slowly,everything around is quiet,the melodious chirping of the birds out of the window glass and the sweet crashing of the waves on the shore were the most beautiful lullaby.

The sun was rising above the horizon,shining with his golden rays all over Dragon Stone who was still enjoying its peaceful slumber.It would be a beautiful day,no clouds in sight,sky bluer as ever and a comforting warmth touching every living creature on the small island.

A beautiful start for an awaited long summer,the one Y/n wished for.After several months of winter it was time for the cold and dark weather to retire and giving its place to the season of eternal sunshine and development.

Delicate golden light glowed on her skin,immaculate and soft,where he was tracing lines with his fingers,almost to pure to be corrupted.Y/n was still asleep,her cheek pressed on the white pillow and a peaceful expression on her beautiful face.

Her husband laid besides her like every morning,the gods have mercy on whoever will try to have his place and stealing away from the thing he begged on his knees for.Daemon remembered the day,when he and Y/n came back together,hand in hand,after winning the war in the Stepstones,and how after,the same night,he went to his brother chambers.

«You said i could have anything i wanted when i gave you my crown.»he told to the King«I want Y/n,wed her to me.»then his knees touched the cold stone floor,a pure gaze of love and devotion in his eyes was powerful enough to have his wish come true.

Purple orbs scrutinized her angelic face,memorizing and mapping every inch of her skin just like they always did.From the way her soft rosy lips were slightly parted,her silky silver hair,strands of moonlight spread on her pillow,and her closed eyelids the closed the world outside.

Such a beautiful and mesmerizing sight should be forbidden for a man like him,but here she was,laying on her side trying to gather some energy back.She need that,more than anyone at the moment.Daemon hands traveled down her arm,savoring the soft texture of her skin,and landing on the growing belly hidden under her nightgown.

Fortunately this pregnancy had been much easier than the last one,the one that gave them two beautiful daughters,twins, Aemma,named after Y/n mother,and Alyssa,named after Daemon’s one.This time Y/n had enough strength to still be able to ride her dragon and to not spend all of her time laying in bed.

Softly Daemon face disappeared in his wife warm neck,lips ghostly kissing the tender skin in attempt to wake her up.A quiet whine,similar to a light breath,left the back of her throat,a little smile was now present on her face as she titled her head to give him more access to continue.

«Good morning,my little storm.»he greeted her,lips still hovering the sensitive flesh on her neck,his arms wrapped around her waist bringing her closer to him as his hands made their way to her stomach again.

«Morning my love.»Y/n voice was still sleepy,her eyes were adjusting to the light in the room,trying to take in as much as she could of her husband handsome features.

Daemon pale blonde hair tickled her cheek and his warm breath on her skin gave her goosebumps all over.The nickname, “Little storm”,the way he used to call when she was little due to her impetuous behavior,made her giggle while she started to play with his hair.

When Daemon palm met the swollen belly a smile stretched on his lips«How did you two slept?»he asked,callous finger brushing and caressing where his child was growing.

«He didn’t move at all,he must have been very tired.»she informed him,humming sweetly and placing a hand over his.

Daemon chest warmed at her words«He’s already listening to his father.»he chuckled a bit.

Both of them wished and hoped for a boy,it was no secret for anyone at this point.Y/n wanted nothing more than a little boy,a little version of his father with beautiful lavander eyes,to love and protect for the rest of her life.

A few seconds later,just like a magical effect,a little kick was felt against Daemon palm melting his heart«That’s my boy.»he whispered with a stupid grin on his face.

Carefully Y/n brought herself closer to her husband,nuzzling the tip of her nose in his hair,airways filled in his sweet scents«I want our son to be born at the Red Keep.»she stated.

Daemon hand faltered,tiling his head up,concerning eyes meeting his wife hopefully ones«You are to give birth at any moment,it would be too dangerous.»he explained to her.

Y/n smiled a little,a sad and distressing expression as she almost choked on her next words«And my father would most likely to be dead by the time i will be able to travel again.»

A sour taste on her tongue and tears forming in the corner of her eyes,the ache in her heart beating furiously in her chest heavy like a stone as she thought of it.Her father had always been nothing but doting and sweet to her,as his second daughter of his beloved first wife,he didn’t care about anything else but to make sure that she was happy and well satisfied with her life.

With the hours spent working on their little Valyria model together,laughing while he narrated to her the tales of their ancestors.All the times she stood right next to him in the small council or in the throne room,because one day she would have been the hand of the Queen and needed to learn about political issues and how to help her sister ruling the realm.

Daemon closed his eyes for a moment,just yesterday he received a crow from the Queen who informed him about his brother worrying declining health.He understood her,Y/n wanted nothing more for her father to witness the birth of his grandson,and how desperately she wished for her child to be a boy to see the gleaming smile that her father had when he met Rhaenyra children.

She wanted to make him proud,his sweet little daughter,one last time with the desire that her father wished to make come true with her mother.

«To King’s Landing then.»they stood there,fingers intertwined over her belly,enjoying each other presence silently celebrating the future birth of they third child.Their first boy.

The travel to King’s Landing happened the next day,Y/n stood on the boat,her eyes up in the clear warm sky as she watched her two daughters flying above her head on their dragons,a hand caressing her big stomach as her husband brushed the hair off her face.

Daemon insisted to be on her side,with Caraxes and Blackfyre,Y/n dragon,flying along side Aemma and Alyssa.From the horizon,the immense sight of the Red Keep started to make its view as the Targaryen boat plowed the calm sea.

Her father was in his chambers,laying in his bed,as Y/n made her way to visit him as soon as she entered the castle.The room was silent,warm and the smell of milk of the poppy lingered all over the place.

She stepped quietly,her long maroon dress brushing against the cold floor,her hands trembling as she pulled away the white tent of her father bed.The king was there,a pale and ill face,a bald head with just some tufts of hair falling on his shoulders,black teeth and ad a white cloth covering the right side of his old and deterioreted face.

«Aemma?»her father voice came out with a choked breath as he opened his eye and looked at blurred figure.

Y/n heart ached in her chest,the memory of her late mother,the whole she had left behind,was still present after all this years«Father»she addressed him with a sweet voice«It’s me,Y/n.»her warm and young hands took his cold and shivering ones,caressing the skin with her thumbs.

«Oh,my Y/n.»her father eyes watered just like hers,his voice broken with emotions«My beautiful daughter.»he called her close to place a wet kiss on her forehead.

«Where are your girls?»he asked then trying to look around the room in search for his granddaughters.

Y/n wiped the tears in her eyes,smiling«They are with me and they will come to visit you soon with someone new.»she told him.

With her father confused expression,of someone who forgot,Y/n brought his hands to her stomach«Your grandson.»

«A boy?»her father cried out.

She nodded«It will be this time,i promise you.»

Her father let go of her hand,shaking his head with a painful whine coming from his lips«Do not make my same mistakes.All of my life i chased a foul dream when everything that i needed was right there before my eyes.»he told her.

Y/n never realized how persistent had become her wish for a son,her wish to give his father what he didn’t have for years,a boy he would have cared about and loved just like he was his.It felt like she owned him a son,being born with a dead twin brother,Y/n,a daughter,came to the world instead of the heir her father longed for.And right now it felt like it was her duty to give tho world a beautiful Targaryen boy for the one that she stole.

«This boy will not be a mistake,father.He will be our blessing.»

The water in the bathtub was warm,almost boiling,but that was the temperature that a dragon needed.

Y/n was sitting there,her back pressed against her husband naked chest,while his hands were caressing her belly with a wet cloth.Hours after she had visited her father,Daemon ha spoke to the Grand Maester asking him of a way to ease Y/n before her time came.A warm bath seemed like the best option,so the rough prince didn’t waste anytime to prepare one.

She hummed quietly,closing her eyes and tasting the relived sensation«Thank you for letting me having time alone with him.»she whispered.

Daemon kissed the back of her head,where her hair were tied up,the smell of roses and cinnamon and the little babbles tickled his skin«How was he?»he asked with a calm voice.

Different,she wanted to answer him.An empty shell of a man was what there was left behind of her father and it pained her.

«He was happy to see me.»she said,the lump in her throat felt thick as she nuzzled her head in her husband neck to seek comfort.

Daemon forced a smile on his lips,planting them on Y/n warms one«He will be happy to meet his grandson too.»he murmured against them.

Y/n didn’t said anything,at this point she didn’t knew anymore.From the moment she was pregnant again in her bones and in her heart she was sure it was gonna to be a boy,but right now,maybe,it was just her blind desire to speak to her just like it did to her father.

«Viserys.»she has said then all of the sudden,in her mind the vivid imagine of her father.

She felt Daemon confused expression behind her as he was holding her close to him«I want our son to be named Viserys.»

It happened during the first light in the morning,the sun was rising behind the hills of King’s Landing when the Red Keep was awakened by the cries of a new life coming to this earth.

The first day of summer,when the air smelled like sea salt,the weather was warm and the city started to live again,little prince Viserys Targaryen was placed in his mother loving embrace.

Daemon was sitting behind Y/n,holding her back up during the entire labor and caressing her sweaty skin whispering in her ears comforting words«It’s him,it’s our Viserys.»he said,his eyes were sparkling with hot tears.

Y/n heart was hammering into her chest,her vision blurred with tears as she looked down at the small bud in her arms.He was absolutely perfect,from his little nose,white tufts of hair on his head and innocent lilac eyes,her son was everything she dreamed for.But then,just like a horrible memory,she remembered the only time she had the chance to hold her younger brother,Baelon,before his soul would have left this life the next day.

«Is he healthy?»Y/n asked holding her son closer to her.

The midwife nodded«The healthiest boy i’ve ever seen,princess.»she reassured her.

«I’m so proud of you.»her husband whispered to her,kissing the side of her face.

She smiled,handing her son to the midwife that confused took him in her arms.The baby started to cry again,pitching screams filled the room,missing his mother soft touch.

«What are you doing?»Daemon asked,concerns all over his face.

«Help me to get up.»Y/n urged him searching hurriedly for his hands.

Her legs felt like they were about to melt under her,the pain between her legs and her desire to just close her eyes and sleep for the entire day to gain back some strength disappeared completely.Tossed side to her aim,letting her father meet his grandson.

Daemon was on his feet immediately,helping Y/n on hers,holding her tired and trembling form to prevent her to hurt herself«You need to rest.»he told her.

«I have all my life for that.»she said with a strained and hoarse voice«My father doesn’t and i promised him that he would had met his grandson.»two servants girl were called in,one of them drying Y/n sweaty face and the other helping her to dress.

Her husband sighed with sad eyes as he walked slowly besides her,step by step till the King room.

«Y/n?»Alicent surprised voice was the first thing they heard once they entered the room«What are you doing here?You should be resting.»she sounded worried as he hurried in her way,holding her other arm for support.

«That’s what i told her.»Daemon muttered under his breath.

The princess shook her head,holding her son up to her chest as her step mother and husband accompanied her to where her father was.

The King was still laying in his bed,his eyes half closed«Y/n?»he asked confused when he saw his daughter coming closer.

She hissed in pain«Father»she called him«There is someone we wish to introduce to you.»her sweet voice sounded full of happiness.

Her father eyes darted to his daughter husband for a second,relived to see him for the last time«Daemon.»he greeted him.

He did the same,hiding his pained expression to see his brother in that state«Brother,this is your grandson,Viserys.»he announced.

And for him there was nothing more beautiful that the result of an undying love,nothing more perfect that his grandson little face as he looked up at him,nothing warmed his heart more than being able to witness what his daughter promised to him.

«Viserys»he tasted the name on his tongue«a name fit for a king.»

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mesillusionssousecstasy · 2 years

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Team Rhaenyra and Daemon already.

Want more, way more.

#hotd #hotd season 1 #house of the dragon season 1 #house of the dragon #rhaenyra x daemon #daemon targaryen #daemon x rhaenyra #the rogue prince #realm delight #love interest #team daemon #rhaenyra targaryen #Rhaenyra and daemon #hotd couple

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fatum679 · 8 months

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Rhaenyra fucking stole from Aegon (and his brothers) not only the crown, but also his outfit... she's so jealous of Aegon even stole the name lmao. Seriously, this is an Easter egg from the writers this is a symbol, this is the continuity of ideologies, because we all know that Viserys 2 is green 100% Iike what they showed in the first episode of the first season of the golden dragon on the black field.

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notachoiceanecessity-s · 7 days

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#mine #criston x rhaenyra #ser criston cole #rhaenyra x criston #milly alcock #fabien frankel #house of the dragon season 1 #house of the dragon #hotdedit

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basedaemond · 1 year

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ewan mitchell & tom glynn-carney, htdb 1x09

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athenasarahsstuff · 1 month

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Someone please make a Mr and Mrs Smith fanic for Aemond Targaryen x Reader!!! Please!!!

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targaryenxreaders · 2 years

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Imagine:

Being Rhaenyra’s handmaiden and Daemon taking a liking towards you.

#Imagine #Rhaenyra Targaryen #Rhaenyra Targaryen imagine #Daemon Targaryen #Daemon Targaryen imagine #house of the dragon season 1 #house of the dragon #House Targaryen #AdminBee

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ellapastoral · 9 months

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Currently, I'm working on a video explaining how House of the Dragon let down House Velaryon and set them up to fail. While editing, it dawned on me how similar the women of House Velaryon are to Ariel in terms of aesthetics. I just wanted to share some pictures with y'all that made me think of these girls.

#black girl #black girls #ella pastoral #black youtuber #black girl fandom #black women #youtube #small youtuber #house of the dragon #game of thrones #house valeryon #a song of ice and fire #house of the dragons #house of the dragon season 1 #leana valeryon #Halle Bailey #the little mermaid #mermaidcore

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aliferousdreamer · 1 year

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i'm bored so here ^^^ are my favourite characters from hotd season 1 (plus fire and blood)... i'm definitely curious as to how season 2 might change things around 👀👀

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romanroyapologist · 2 years

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Given the fact that Viserys isn't in the trailer for next week's episode and there's otto on the iron throne I'm gonna assume Viserys dies between episodes which is a shame cause I desperately want to see Viserys "right in front of my salad" Targaryen's face when he finds out that Daemon and Rhaenyra got fucking married

#honestly it would be really funny if the news killed him jfhfhf #hotd #hotd season 1 #house of the dragon #house of the dragon season 1 #viserys targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #daemon x rhaenyra #rhaenyra x daemon

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rhaenathinker · 10 months

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Chaos of twt aside look at mother and daughter

#Phoebe Campbell #nana blondell #Rhaena Targaryen #Laena Velaryon #house of the dragon #house of the dragon season 1 #hotd cast

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ophelieverse · 1 year

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Hi! I was thinking about Jacaerys and his Targaryen!wife welcoming their first baby, a little girl (you choose if Strong or Targaryen appearance). Just a fluff story of a teen couple being cute.

ღA daughter of the summer.

Jacaerys Velaryon x fem!reader.

I added a little something in the beginning,because I’m a simp for simp Jace.Hope you don’t mind and that you will like it anyway.Let me know what you think💕(sorry for the errors)Also reader is a Targaryen so she will have their features,if incest makes your uncomfortable do not read.

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It happened during the summer,when he was just a child,a small boy who didn’t knew anything about it,who only ever saw love reflected in his mother sweet eyes.

It wasn’t love at first sight,he had known her since their were born,and it didn’t even happened the second,the third or fourth time that he saw her.It happened the summer of his ten years,when Jacaerys first realized what love was and that he was in love with Y/n.

The sun was up in the sky warming everything with his rays,the golden light made it look like it was a fairytale,the sound of the crushing waves on the shore and the calming breeze of the wind were the most beautiful lullaby.

The two of them were sitting on the beach,they clothes wet and clinging to their bodies,sand all over their hands and faces after playing in the water all evening.They had always been this close,sharing secrets,codes,dreams together,but it was on that day that Jacaerys felt for the first time something pulling his heart.

Y/n was sitting next to him,her light green dress was promoted above her knees,her long pale blonde hair sticking to her warm face and neck,her eyes were closed enjoying and bathing in the sun to dry herself before her mother could come and get her.Like this he didn’t look like a princess,a proper Lady for her age,but she didn’t care.

She had always felt safe,sheltered by Jacaerys presence,like she could decide to wear a potato sack or act like a wild child raised by wolves and he wouldn’t question her,not even blink his eyes,before joining her in her careless and free nature.

«Mother said that when i’ll come to the age,i will have to marry Lord Lannister son.»Y/n said,her voice was calma as the wind,her purple eyes now opened to turn and look at the boy next to her.

Jacaerys stood silent,the only noise was his pulse drumming in his ears.He felt his mouth go dry,a strange pain,like a sting,the words that had just left her mouth,hurting his entire body and freezing his mind.

«I hope that day will never come.»she said again,her eyes were sad,the sound of her voice flickering something in him.

He wanted her happy,he always did.He wanted someone to know the warmth of her smile,to feel the way he did when he was in her presence.He wanted someone to care for her,to read her stories with a calm and soothing voice when she was sad,to remember remove the peel on her fruits,especially on peaches,or to cut her bread in little stars form so that she could eat it more willingly.Someone who would let her play with their hair when she was zooming out,to help her come back to reality,to help her calm down by caressing her back but only from her shoulders to the bottom,no the other way around.

It was only in that moment that Jacaerys realized how much he actually knew about her,all her little small details that he had memorized and kept close to him,where nobody could have ruined them,right in his heart.

He felt a connection with Y/n,a bond that he couldn’t explain to anyone because even him couldn’t understand.When two souls intertwine to each other,there is nothing but yearing to be close to the other.The presence that is felt by hand held,a voice heard,a smile seen,the burning desire that was consuming his very being,the strength he had to put to not tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear and brush her soft skin,felt like love for the first time.

Souls don’t have calendars,nor they understand the notion of time and distance.They only know that it feels right to be with one another.

This was the reason why Jacaerys felt his chest ache,his hands sweating,and his body itching to be close to her.That was the reason he missed her so much when she wasn’t not there,even if she was just in the room next to his,the feeling of not being graced with her presence even of a second felt like an agony.

His soul felt her absence,the very moment she had announced her mother plans for her,it was like she was saying goodbye to him.But he couldn’t let her,how could he survive without the way her eyes sparkled whenever she was explaining something to him,the way her warm hands touched his whenever she felt overwhelmed and needed someone to support her in the room,the way she waited patiently for him to tie up the cloak on her shoulders when it was too cold or her hair up when it was too hot?

He needed her right next to him as much as she needed him,no one else would take care and love her like he did.

«Would you think of me?»Jacaerys asked suddenly.

Y/n looked at him,confusion all over her beautiful face«For what?»she asked.

He smiled,looking at her like every girl wanted to be looked at«If the day of marrying Lord Lannister son won’t come.»he started with a hopeful voice«Will you think about marrying me?».

Y/n had thought about it every day,months and year till she became eighteen,the right age to finally become a wife just like her mother did.

It was again another summer and the young princess thoughts were set on him.She was his aunt,his mother youngest sibling,but it never felt wrong for her to think about Jacaerys in that way.

Being able to find someone you click with so naturally,was the most beautiful feeling.The feeling to be this close to her best friend for her whole life,felt like coming home.She had always felt so comfortable with him,maybe that was what having a soulmate felt like.Not someone she could have shared something in common with,but someone who felt like home.

Y/n didn’t wanted some other rich or handsome man,she wanted Jacaerys.Him who could always understand when her eyes were sad,or how sometimes she stumbled on her words,telling her to breath and start again slowly,him who would point to his chest and tell her “Here is your home.”

«You are in love with him.»Helaena,her older sister,had pointed out one day with a soft voice.

Y/n felt her cheeks heating up,a warm feeling in her chest«How do you know?»she wasn’t even denying it at this point.

Her sister smiled to her tenderly«I can tell by the way you look at him.»she explained.

«Oh?»she said surprised«And how do i do that?»she asked.

Helaena held her hand«Like when he finally look in your direction,you can breath for the first time.»

She looked at him the way he needed to be looked at,like the whole world could crumble down and she wouldn’t even blink.

Years later,under the sunset,orange and pink painting the sky and the clouds roaming around in their softness,they were both laying on a blanket on their spot on the beach.

He had become taller,his hair longer,but he was still the young boy who had fell hopelessly in love with her all those years ago.

Jacaerys removed the peel on the peaches,passing them to Y/n who was sitting right next to him.She was wearing a beautiful emerald dress,a color that he only loved on her and no one else,he had also tied up her pale hair so that they couldn’t get in the way while she was eating.

He never cared about peaches,he didn’t even actually liked them,but that summer her plump lips were so stained with the juices that it was the only thing he ever wanted to taste.

He didn’t had a favorite fruit,but right now,with her next to him laughing at all his jokes,he sworn to the gods that he would be more that happy to eat peaches all his life if that meant having her.

«I thought of you.»she said suddenly,a longing expression on her beautiful face.

Jacaerys took a napkin in his hand,remembering how soft and clean her the skin of her face felt under his palm as he wiped her chin gently«For what?»he asked.

Y/n had a smile on her face that only him was able to put on her«The day of my marrige with Lord Lannister son is coming closer»she started with a shaky voice,the painful light in his eyes stung her heart«But i want to marry you.»she told him,opening up her biggest desire.

Jacaerys heart was beating so fast that he thought he could had lost it,like it was trying to escape to be with hers«You thought about me?»he asked again,his voice was thin,his eyes never living an inch of her face.

She nodded immediately,her cheeks were the same color of the sky,softer than the clouds«It’s you i want to be married with.It’s you in a thousand of lifetimes,in a hundred of ways.It’ll always be you for me.»she stated.

Jacaerys caressed her cheek,her felt warm and familiar.He felt solid and safe,his shy smile the only happiness she ever felt and his arms the only home she wanted to live in.She wanted to cling to his shirt,bury her face in the warm curve of his neck and never let go.

«I thought of you too.»he had to let her know,what by now their heart already understood long time ago.

«Did you?»Y/n asked with a little giggle,the sound blessing his ears.

Jacaerys nodded his head,still caressing her skin«I always think of you before i fall asleep.The words you said,the way you looked.The things we laughed about and the silent moments we shared.»he started,the sincerity in his voice and the way his eyes glowed drinking in her figure,made her shiver.

«And when i dream,i dream of you.Because it’s about you,it’ll always be about you.»he said.

Y/n reminded him of every good day he had,of every summer spent on the beach and swimming the sea.Every sunrise,every sunset spent in her presence.She looked like a goddess,and smelled like light.And whenever she spoke to him,it felt like someone was slowly plucking the string of an arp,a beautiful song staring to play,her melodious voice all for his own.And he loved her,every single minute of it.

The he was kissing her,his fingers running through her hair and her heart beat was merging with his.Somewhere above them,the little stars that took the sun place,were burning out for them.Fire coming alive at the other end of heart,the world seemed to cave in as his knees buckled tasting the sunshine and the peaches on her lips,his thoughts racing as if it was his last moment.

They fell on the blanket in a tangled mess of wild wandering limbs,their lips never leaving each other.Jacaerys grabbed her by the waist with trembling fingers,he was gentle,scared of hurting her.

Y/n laughed,a sound that he could listen to for the rest of his life«You know i’m not going to break,right?I’m not as delicate as you think i’m»she stated with a little smile.

Jacaerys shuddered«I still think i’m going to break you.I can’t believe i’m doing this,never in my wildest dream-»

She put a finger on his lips,silencing his worries«Just kiss me.»she breathed.

It happened so many years ago,when Jacaerys first realized that he was in love with Y/n for the first time.And now it was clear for everyone,it could be seen in their eyes;that they weren’t quiet friends anymore.

They way she smiled for him,the way his face lit up when she was speaking to him,the way they held hands and presented the joyful news that now Y/n was expecting the child of the heir to the throne.Everyone could see it,clear as the day,they weren’t friend anymore but they grew in something even greater.

Swearing their love in front of their family and realms,now waiting for the result of their undying feeling for each other.

Another summer had come by,before the glowing sun could sunk down the horizon and the moon took his place,a high pitched cried echoed in Y/n chambers.

The young princess was laying in the bed,her white nightgown was stained in blood between her legs,clinging her skin just like her hair were sticking on her neck.Sweaty and tired face,the painful feeling seemed to disappear from her aching body when the midwife handed her child to her husband.

«Congratulations,my prince»the Maester said«It’s a girl.»

Jacaerys vision was blurred,hot tears in the corner of his eyes as held close his daughter to his chest.A girl,a beautiful girl with tufts of blonde hair and dark black eyes,a perfect resemblance of him and his wife in everything he was looking at.

«Oh,she is so beautiful.»he stated with a tremble in his voice«We are gonna love her so well.»he promised her,now handing his daughter to his wife safe and loving embrace.

Y/n smile lighted the entire room«She has your eyes»she noticed with teary eyes.

Her daughter little red face was looking up at her,the same dark eyes that Y/n had grown to love and to find reassurance in,so glad that she inherited the same trait.

It made her heart warm up,the little girl being born just the first day of another summer,during the warm weather and longer days.The days Y/n and her husband had spent loving each other dearly,growing up together,discovering themselves and watching at their young love bloom.

A child of the summer for when their soul bonded to each other forever,for whe they first realized that they belonged in each other presence.A summer princess with beautiful blonde eyes like her mother and her father eyes.

Jacaerys sat down on the warm bed,close to where his small family was.His heart exploding with all the love he was feeling in that very moment,watching his wife,a force of nature,bringing him the best gift he could ever asked for.

«She is as beautiful as you,my Y/n.You are so brave and so strong,for giving me everything i ever wanted.»he was stroking the hair out of her face,placing a loving and tender kiss on her lips.

«There is nothing i wanted more.»she said,kissing him again.

«What shall be her name,my prince?»the Maester asked then.

His daughter squirmed in his wife arms,but she didn’t cry no more.Already feeling safe and at ease in her parents presence.

«Alysanne»said Jacaerys,the perfect name that his wife chose long time ago.

«She will be a good queen one day.»Y/n said,lulling her daughter in her arms.

Jacaerys smiled,with so much sincerity.If his younger self could see him right now,he would be so proud of himself for having the courage to take everything he ever truly wanted.

If his younger self asked«If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life,what will it be?»

«Peaches.»he would answer«I could live a life on nothing but peaches.»

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The Dragon and the Fish part two

INFORMATION: this is the second part to my first ever fic of the same name. No idea if you wanted this but, you’re having it anyway. Plot is entirely fictional and not cannon.

Nobody x Nobody (this is still not romantic)

The city of Oldtown bustled on as it always does. Lords and ladies arrived every day from their manors and great seats and castles across the realm and its neighbors. Some come to seek a bride or husband, some for commerce, some to learn the ways of the maesters, some as envoys of their lords. It was a place of commerce, of culture, and of politics. It was also the seat of the largest and most powerful faith on the continent. The great Hightower dominated the city, standing as tall as the wall and being said to touch the very stars. It had been 4 months since Evangeline Tully had been spared by Prince Daemon Targaryen, 4 months since he had taken over Oldtown, a clear message to the greens. The Blacks were not going to surrender, Rhaenyra would be crowned Queen, no matter what. Evangeline Tully was currently running through the streets, her heart beating out of her chest, she had delivered Prince Daemon’s message and despite her best efforts her father still refused to acknowledge Rhaenyra as Queen. She had managed to convince nearly the whole of Riverrun but, without the permission of their Lord, they could not support her. And now here she was running to inform the Prince of her failure. Evangeline was out of breath when she reached the Hightower. She had run every step of the way, desperate, determined to find the prince. She collapsed, gulping for air before looking up and seeing the guards at the gates. “I must see Prince Daemon!” She panted, pointing to herself. It was clear she was quite distraught. The guards exchanged a look, one shrugged and nodded to her as they opened both sets of the great gates. Another guard moved to help her to her feet. The girl was a noble, it seemed. Entering the gates and clinging onto the guard for dear life she tried to calm her rapid heart and heavy breathing. She could hope for life imprisonment, anything would be better than death. Still out of breath her eyes widened in fear as the guards led her towards a familiar figure. One with long silver hair.

Daemon saw her almost immediately, the slightest hint of surprise flickering across his face, he was not expecting to see the child. His face returned to that same cold, calm expression however, and his eyes remained stone. His deep purple eyes looked down at her the same as they had last time, those eyes that carried the wisdom of ages, the eyes of an eternal night that could see the deepest truths and darkest lies.

She did have his attention however. “What is it, child? My time is precious.” And so was his mercy, she had learned from the last time. Once he had spoken Evangeline knelt, staring the Prince in his eyes as she did. Then, in the calmest voice she could muster she spoke. “My Prince. I have come to inform you of the state of Riverrun. The whole city, Lords, commoners and servants have agreed to support the Queen Rhaenyra but, I am sorry to report that my fathers mind would not be swayed. He refuses to acknowledge her and without our Lords permission our house is unable to renounce our loyalty to Aegon. In other words…“ she takes in a deep breath. “I have to come to die. I failed you and now, you are going to kill me. I thought it best not to run.”

The prince remained calm and collected, but the stone look in his eyes softened a little as he looked down at her, with sympathy or pity or something else she could not name. He nodded his head slightly, and there was that slight flicker of a smile once again. “It is no crime to fail. Only in refusing to learn from it do we do wrong. And you have not done that.” His face regained its usual calm look. "Rise, lady Tully." Her face scrunches up in confusion, why was this man so strange? Slowly, she rises, her eyes never leaving Daemon’s face.

He looked at her, standing straight and tall. He was a man tall and well built, but he always somehow seemed taller and more imposing. When he spoke, he held himself up with the pride of his name and his line. “Speak honestly, child. Tell me, how do you feel about your father's actions and his choices?” She blinked, the questioning catching her off guard, well, this whole conversation was catching her off guard. She was going to tell the truth, obviously, she only hoped that he believed her. “At first I was confused, I was there the day we swore allegiance to Queen Rhaenyra. When he came to tell me that King Viserys died and Aegon had taken over I thought there had been a mistake, but he told me that the King changed his mind and that Queen Rhaenyra was trying to steal the throne. I did not discover the truth until you kidnapped me and told me of his treason. When I found out I was upset, he was my father, I couldn’t believe that he’d lied to me and betrayed the crown. I am still ashamed of him. I do not understand why he won’t accept Rhaenyra as Queen but in doing so he is putting all those who live in Riverrun in danger. And that, makes me angry.” There was an anger behind his eyes as he listened to her words. An anger that simmered within him like fire. “Your father's betrayal is indeed an awful one. There is no excuse for such... Treason. Nor for lying to his children. But you have done a noble thing, child. Even though it was dangerous and risky you stood by the truth. By the rightful queen. And you came to inform me of all of this.” He did not sound angry, or upset. He only sounded calm. This is a good sign, she thinks. With Daemon Targaryen you never really know.

“So, what will happen to me? If I am not to die will I be imprisoned?”He took a step closer, towering over her. The confidence he carried himself with was truly impressive…And intimidating, incredibly. The presence he had filled the entire room. “I do not wish to punish the innocent for the crimes of others. You're honest, and you did not hide your father's treason. You came here to inform me yourself out of duty. Not knowing the cost of such a decision. I am impressed. It takes great courage to do something like that.” He reached across and placed a hand on her shoulder. Evangeline looked up at him with a half scared half happy expression. She pondered her fate in her mind. She truly did not know what his plans concerning her were. He squeezed her shoulder with a smirk on his face, the second real smile she had seen from the prince. It wasn’t a half smile like before, or small one. It was a genuine happy smirk. His grip was reassuring but firm and warm. “You're wise and loyal. Such people must be kept close.” His voice was warm now. His purple orbs showed a kindness. Those terrible, cold, dark eyes, they were truly kind for the first time. “You will be a valuable and trusted advisor when I come to rule the seven kingdoms with my Queen. You have a future at our side, do you want it?” Evangeline’s face fell into shock and disbelief. Her, at the side of the future King and Queen of Westeros? Wow! She did not see that one coming. At all.

“It is a generous offer my Prince, I would be glad to accept it.” Her words are filled with gratitude and pride. He looked into her eyes once again, this time with an intense look and for quite a while. His eyes held all the weight of centuries of Valyria, the thousands of Targaryens that had come before, all the weight of his own line. “You will be tested. I am not a merciful man. You will help us win this war. You will serve us well, and in return I will reward you with a seat at our side. Do you understand me, little Tully?” Oh she understood alright. Prove to be disloyal and he’ll have her begging for death. No mistakes. No second chances. Her own face hardened as well, determination settling in her bright green eyes, they shine with purpose as she spoke. “I do my Prince.” He nodded at her, seemingly satisfied with her answer. “Be loyal and you will prosper and bring your people with you. Be disloyal and you will die or wish you had. You understand the stakes. Will you accept them?” One chance, no more. “I will my Prince” His hand fell away. His eyes returned to their cold fury. He spoke quietly, each word uttered with a terrible intensity and meaning, as though every word was a death-knell. His voice was as cold as the deepest winter. “Good. If you prove your loyalty in these coming days then you will have your reward. If you prove disloyal... Then you have already sealed your sentence. Do you understand me, Lady Evangeline?” The intensity was frightening, but the more time she spent around Daemon the better she got a hiding her fear. She would not have a repeat of their first ever meeting. He would not see her cry again.

“I do my Prince. I assume I am to stay here during the test period.” She would expect nothing less from the Prince. He knew who to keep close and who to let go. He thought a moment. The great walls of the Hightower towered above them in the distance, and all the guards in their red cloaks and silver armor seemed to stare from the battlements. Daemon spoke in a low voice at last. “You will. And until I have won the crown for my Queen and our position in the realm is secure, you shall remain my hostage.” His face returned to its usual cold expression, and he looked down at the child with his usual dark eyes. And then, a last grin, not malicious but warm and reassuring, he nodded. “Understood?” She had to stop her face from falling into a look of annoyance. Being a hostage isn’t exactly her dream scenario but, it��s better than being dead so, look on the bright side. She smiled back at him. “Yes my Prince. Wait! What about my belongings? I only brought myself.” He nodded again. “There are chambers within the tower where you will be staying. You are permitted to bring any belongings you need, they will be delivered to you. Any servants you may want to bring with you can come too. You and you alone however, must remain our hostage.” His purple eyes bore into her soul again. She wished he would stop doing that, it’s very unnerving. Makes you feel guilty even if you’ve done nothing wrong. “Until the day comes when you have proved you are worthy of trust and your father's treason is not your own, it must be you who remains in my custody. Only then may you go free. Is this understood?” This man wanted absolute certainty that she was not going to do a runner. She didn’t blame him, but if he kept this up she swore that she was going to have a heart attack and drop dead from fear.

Thinking back to his comment about servants she had to laugh. “Oh those were the days!” His brows furrowed so Evangeline quickly explained herself. “Of course I understand. Sorry for laughing my Prince it’s just, the servants. I lost them long ago. Father took them off me as soon as I began to convince the people of Queen Rhaenyra’s right to rule. Naturally he didn’t approve. Will I be under guard?” His tone was cold but he kept his face calm. And a strange light appeared in his eyes, it was one of curiosity, and there was a certain kind of admiration in it too. “You convinced them on your own? Then you will have no need of servants. You may send for any books or other items at your leisure.” He frowned for a moment but the light had returned to those strange eyes of his. “You will be under constant guard until I win her crown. I will reward you with trust when the war is won. They will not mistreat you child, I will make sure of that.” Ok, constant guard but any objects she wanted from home she could have. Not too bad. Evangeline could live with that. “Thank you my Prince, these are very fair terms.” Her voice was genuine and sincere, she meant what she said. He nodded, satisfied. His tone stayed soft and calm. “You have no idea how valuable an asset you have proven to be. You are an intelligent and resourceful child. Do not throw away these gifts of yours. They are much better than riches or strength or power.” He smiled and leaned down a little to bring himself to her level. “Stay loyal to me Little Tully. And you may prove to be an asset that few others could hope to replace. But if you betray me I will not hesitate. Im glad that our agreement is clear.”

Evangeline smile back at him, “as am I.” She did a small curtesy as a gesture of respect before straitening herself again. The Prince continued to smile. He took her hand and squeezed it softly. “Be careful what choices you make. War is dangerous. Especially for a young lady. I’m shall have my men escort you to your chambers, I’m sure you want to get settled in.” Evangeline nodded preparing to follow the two guards that came forward before a thought popped into her head. “Sorry my Prince but, where may I find the ravens? I want to send a list of things I would like brought back to me. You may approve the letter of course, I don’t wish for you to think I am writing anything else.” Her face remained calm and collected, she felt much more comfortable in his presence now. He nodded. “Of course, you will find the ravens in your chambers. Your list will be reviewed by me personally. I will bring whatever requests you need in good time.” He gave her a faint nod. “Is that all, little Tully? Or is there anything else you need?” He had that half smirk back on his face again. Evangeline thought for a moment before a small smirk crossed her own face. “Could I ask for a glass of wine? The day had been quite stressful.” Daemon then let his smirk grow wider. “I will send a servant up shortly.” He then turned to face the guards speaking in a quieter tone so that Evangeline did not hear. “I assume you will be keeping an eye on our Little Tully? She might need protection too. It will not win her love, but it will win her trust. And that goes a long way as well.” The guard nodded once before moving to stand next to Evangeline, waiting for her to leave. “Goodnight my Prince” she curtesys again before turning and leaving. He gave a curt nod, and gave a meaningful look to the guards. “Good night Little Tully. I'll see you again soon.”

He turned away, his dark orbs studying her for one last time, his face returning to its usual cold, stony demeanor - but the hint of a smile had returned. He left, the guards closing the gates quickly behind him.

The next time they'd meet would be many months later, after many battles but finally the blacks were gaining the upper hand. The Prince brought to her a story. A story that should have made her sad but instead it made her happy. Just last week her Lord Father was found dead by the road, a knife through his neck. He spoke of how Some said it was he who killed him, whereas others said it was a rebellious servant. In the end, no-one really knew for sure. Well, none of the Smallfolk did. He did not have to tell her but Evangeline knew that it was in fact Daemon. The look on bus face as he told the story and then meaningful glances was all she needed to know. He deserved it though. Her father was a traitor who endangered his family and his people, he had to go. The story of his death spread quickly like wild fire, and soon all the Riverlords were swearing allegiance to the Targaryens - but it wasn't the death of their Lord that made them choose to side with their rightful Queen, it was the bravery of a young girl whose family had chosen the wrong side.

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