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nightmaskart · 2 months

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"Will you take this dagger from me, sweet sister? Don't linger."

#kelpie #selkie #fairytale #water horse #kelpie horse #seal maiden #epica #sirens #sirens of blood and water #little mermaid

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fistfuloflightning · 5 months

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He had his father’s directions to Gusu, but the journey was longer than he thought. He had gotten lost again and again, guided back by the weasel spirits Wen Qing and Wen Ning, had been given spiritual gifts from the tree spirit Xiao Xingchen, had been given food by the eager wolf-dog Jin Ling.

But when he arrived in the mountains, Lan Sizhui realized all that meant nothing, as he did not know how to reach the city in the clouds. He did not have Lan Wangji’s ability to summon clouds nor would Bichen respond to him the way it had to his mother. Helpless, he found himself staring longingly into the sky.

A great gust of wings and Wei Wuxian landed beside him in a whirlwind of black and white and scarlet. “Uncle! You followed me,” Lan Sizhui said in surprise.

The crane bent his long neck to look into the boy’s eyes. “Did you think I would not? I hatched alongside your father’s river, have guarded it and him, and cherish him like a brother. Do not think I would not protect his son when he is unable to.”

Lan Sizhui felt like a little boy again, taking his first steps with his hand fisted in his uncle’s feathers, wobbly and uncertain, and felt that all over again. Relying on Wei Wuxian’s strength to keep himself moving forward.

Lan Sizhui returned his face to the billowing, gold-touched clouds high above. Somewhere hidden in them was the great city his mother had left to see the world below, and had returned to a captive. “I have been given aid to get here, and gifts, but all of it would be for nothing if I cannot sprout wings.”

Wei Wuxian clacked his beak in thought.

“I will take you,” he decided. “It was I who first urged your mother to leave the Cloud Recesses to visit the world below, despite her being forbidden from doing so. Never before have I cherished the consequences of my actions so dearly.” The crane touched his scarlet forehead against Lan Sizhui’s.

The boy gripped Bichen tightly, steeling himself. His mother was waiting. “Very well. I do not know what waits for me above, but at least I have a fierce protector in you, Uncle.”

“Always.”

Gripping his shoulders securely, Wei Wuxian carried him into the sky. And with every great wingbeat, Lan Sizhui could feel himself grow closer to his mother, her presence like a bright beacon.

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kagrenacs · 11 months

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The silly thing I don’t like about tears of the kingdom is that they made Sonia and Zelda related, despite a definite 10 000+ year difference. I’ve never much enjoyed the divine right of kings as a plot trope (crazy. Divine right of kings in my divine right of kings game?), but Botw almost subverted it a bit with Zelda not receiving powers, and having a strained relationship with her father, and Hyrule the kingdom having been disestablished for 100 years, and the people remaining of it doing just fine for themselves. I almost wish we saw a series of kingdoms establishing themselves as the one and true Hyrule over a long period of time. But that does not seem to be the case.

#tears of the kingdom spoilers #my headcanon was there are a number of maidens that have the art of the sealing power. descended from sages or the first zelda #and they were given elevated positions in society and rallied around. not necessarily one unbroken bloodline

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adel-memes · 1 year

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So Four Swords Maidens???

I kinda wanna talk about them <3 I think they were actually in the narrative but in an indirect way that's kinda really smart.

The reason I say it's smart is cause it's kinda consistent but still makes sure the spotlight is on the main cast which makes sense since it's a 2 volume story. It was the best way to include it & still have enough pages(?) for the story's main plot. Anyway to the details.

So in the end of the Manga we see them being "Saved" but we weren't shown how they got saved directly.

It was indirect.

Like for example:

Red Maiden is apparently sealed in the temple of darkness, that's where Blue and Red fought with the big poe so we can say that the maiden was freed during that event.

Purple Maiden was sealed in the pyramid where Green faced off with that knight so we can say Green saved her then.

Green Maiden was sealed in the tower of flames, where Vio and Shadow were. So in the end when they all killed Shadow temporarily, they could've saved Green Maiden then.

I know there's a whole plotholes like white maiden being guarded by the big poe and stuff, but it's interesting to think about and work in if anyone writes & wants to include mini details and stuff <3

#four swords #I was thinking about this for a while #I dont remember much about the lore but like #I think about this as potential for fics and stuff ya know #also I know they met with the blue maiden & etc etc but it IS nice to think about that the locations where they were sealed is #where the gang went #ya know?

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satoshi-mochida · 1 year

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Shiravune has announced new PC releases of Aquaplus‘ Dungeon Travelers: To Heart 2 in Another World, Dungeon Travelers 2: The Royal Library & the Monster Seal, and Dungeon Travelers 2-2: The Fallen Maidens & the Book of Beginnings due out via Johren this summer. All three titles will be available in English, Japanese, and Traditional Chinese, and priced at $19.99 each.

Get the details below.

Shiravune has announced international releases of the Dungeon Travelers series, a trio of dungeon-crawler RPGs from developers Aquaplus. Players will delve into devious labyrinths, seal deceptively cute monsters, and liberate the loot they’ll need to defeat the series’ many fiendish challenges! New high-resolution PC ports will bring new English and Chinese versions, along with the original Japanese, to players around the world this summer.

The following two titles are coming soon, with more details on the third to be announced:

Dungeon Travelers 2: The Royal Library & the Monster Seal (Johren)

Dungeon Travelers 2-2: The Fallen Maidens & the Book of Beginnings (Johren)

Dungeon Travelers 2 received a North American and European release on the PlayStation Vita in 2015 that forms the basis of this version, while Dungeon Travelers 2-2 will be available in the west for the very first time since its 2017 PlayStation Vita release in Japan.

Unfortunately, the series is not currently planned for release on Steam due to difficulties relating to that platform’s “review process.”

Series Outline

The Dungeon Travelers series is beloved in Japan for its addictive dungeon exploration, deep loot and combat systems, and charming cast of characters. Level up to earn skill points that you can spend unlocking strategic new abilities; get powerful enough, and you’ll unlock branching class customization that forks the five base classes into 15-plus personality-filled variants. Clear the story and even more adventure comes into focus, as the legendary and elusive Crown system offers even further heights for truly dedicated players…!

The origin point of the series, Dungeon Travelers: To Heart 2 in Another World, takes place in a separate continuity with characters from the hit To Heart 2 franchise, while Dungeon Travelers 2 and 2-2 represent an all-original world and story packed with new allies, enemies, and more dungeons than ever!

Dungeon Travelers 2 and 2-2 are coming soon, with the original game set to follow later this year.

PC Perks and Classic Features

Upgraded Resolution – The Dungeon Travelers franchise emerges from the confines of the handheld screen and into glorious HD, where its gorgeous art can truly shine!

Custom Controls – No longer is the D-pad your only protection! Customize your bindings with a mouse and keyboard, or stick to a classic controller as you please.

3D Dungeoneering – Build a party of your favorite characters, each with her own story and brimming with personality—then enter the dungeon, and delve! Once you’re in, the dungeon will be mapped automatically as you explore, complete with notation of all the devious traps, teleporters, and assorted dangers. No fiddling around penciling it all in.

Here Be Monsters (They Be Cute) – In your explorations, you may find yourself ambushed by adorable monster girls! Steel your heart and seal their spirits into your Libra Book, then craft their souls into powerful weapons. Don’t worry, the monsters will be fine. They respawn!

Stay Classy – Every character has a different class, plus a passive Unique Skill that can swing a bad situation your way. As those classes branch into Intermediate and then Advanced variants, they diverge into more specific roles, but don’t despair: With more than a dozen characters to choose from, you can always find someone who’s right for any job, and when you can always Level Reset, no mistake is forever.

Story: Dungeon Travelers 2

Long ago, in a bygone age, this land was contested between gods, humans, and the otherworldly evil known as the Demon God. Under the flag of the holy maiden Vitoria, the humans fought a long-waging war against the Demon God and her pawns, which they dubbed monsters.

Things went on apace, as for so long they had, until it came to be the 395th year of the Era of the Gods; for it was in this year that the master alchemist Siegdrad invented the technique of capturing monsters into the magical tomes we now call Sealbooks.

Those who wielded this power became known as the Libras, and their success against the monsters was nothing short of astounding. Thanks to their efforts, the monster population plummeted, until even the Demon God herself was sealed away.

Under the auspices of a new human order, the world began to flourish; and so it was that that year came to be declared the first of the King’s Era. Vitoria, having united the continent under human rule, assumed her rightful throne as the First Queen of Romulea.

—Excerpt from the Founding History of the Kingdom of Romulea, Chapter 1, Section 10.

It is now Year 499 of the King’s Era, and in the hallowed halls of the Royal Library of Romulea, a new story is beginning to unfold…

Story: Dungeon Travelers 2-2

Long ago, in a bygone age, this land was contested between gods, humans, and the otherworldly evil known as the Demon God. At the end of a long and hard-fought war, the master alchemist Siegdrad invented the magical tomes known as Sealbooks, and with the power of these new tools she defeated the monsters and buried the Demon Queen from whence she came.

Vitoria, the first queen of Romulea, established a new world order governed by humanity and united the continent under her rule.

And then five centuries passed…

In the halls of the Royal Library of Romulea, Siegdrad’s distant successors learned a shocking truth: The Demon God was not dead in the Otherworld after all. She was alive!

Worse, she was here, and her seal had not been perfect.

It fell to Fried Einhard, a talented young Libra, to form the Romulan Royal Library Suppression Team and set out to seal the Demon God for good this time.

In the depths under the royal capital itself—all too close to home—the gate to the Otherworld was flung wide, and as it transformed the very dungeon around it, Fried and his party confronted the Demon God—

And they lost!

And the kingdom of Romulea fell to the darkness.

Watch the announcement trailer below.

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#Dungeon Travelers: To Heart 2 in Another World #Dungeon Travelers 2: The Royal Library & the Monster Seal #Dungeon Travelers 2-2: The Fallen Maidens & the Book of Beginnings #Dungeon Travelers 2 #Dungeon Travelers 2-2 #Dungeon Travelers #To Heart 2 #Aquaplus #Shiravune #DRPG #Gematsu

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crystal-verse · 20 days

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today i hand you my semi-study of iroha's outfit (feat. the version to the one side to show off her boots bc i worked hard on those, plus guessing what the outfit might look like without the jacket and sleeve armour). tomorrow? who knows

#bound with thread | original posts #seal it with wax | art #iroha #ffxi iroha #iroha ffxi #i know this is a ffxiv blog but bear with me. there was the maiden's rhapsody xi and xiv crossover event. and also i love her #i'm gonna get into ffxi because of her and that is a PROMISE #once i finish EW at least

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applettun · 8 months

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Girl would you still love me if I couldn’t be on land for more than 24 hours or id die…

Girl would you become something inhuman to join me in the sea so we could be together forever ??

#the maiden and the selkie #oooooo you wanna go in the ocean so bad ooo #become seal #selkie #milez speakz

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heartfullofleeches · 27 days

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Huntsman Reader + Damsel Yan-

The huntsman is the apparition of a once peaceful forest dweller murdered in cold blood by poachers for protecting their home. They exist on as a guardian of the land, keeping out those who wish to harm the forest and only offering their hand to those who deserve it. They are not malicious by nature, but they will do what they must.

The Damsel is.....an anomaly - even to a withered being like the huntsman. There is no soul in those eyes, no warmth in their skin. Still, the huntsman has a duty to protect, and so they rush to the Damsel's side whenever they are in danger.....or the cause of it.

"Help me! Please, help!"

Traveling alone at night, a camper comes across an injured maiden by a tree stump. A red scarf is tied to their ankle- the porcelain skin a sickly purple and blue.

"What happened?"

"There's a hunter in these woods... Their face....Oh, Gods- They're missing half of their face!You have to get me out of here before they return!"

"Calm down, Miss. Our campsite is just over there.... You're safe now, just try to breathe...."

"Thank you.... thank you....thank you...."

The fire had long gone out by the time the huntsman arrives - the chill in the air highed by screams now silent as the wind. Treading solemnly through the campground, their boots become stained with new blood - blood that is not their own. A muted hum chimes from the sealed tent to their right- spliced between the wet, pulpy sound akin to chewing flesh-

"Hunter.... You found me. I'm for the mess. I was planning on preparing a feast for us, but I figured this one wouldn't go down as easy as the others....so I had to use my teeth. Could you please start a fire for us? I'd hate for the wolves to steal the meat I harvested just. For. You."

The huntsman has tried warning the Damsel's victims in the past to no avail. After all, who would believe a mangled corpse over a sweet, innocent Damsel :)

#huntsman reader #Damsel my oc #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere oc

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ladythornofrivia · 2 months

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Lady with Teal Eyes || Aemond x Aunt!Hightower Reader (Part One)

word count: 2,733

author’s note: i’m sorry that i didn’t post much stories, as I’ve been reblogging and changing themes in my profile. i’m trying my best, but I’ll make up for it.

warnings: incest, cockwarming, teasing, sucking, p in v, rough play, flirting, wholesome moment, jealous aemond, possessive, roughness, mild manhandling, mild degradation, unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex, second hand embarrassment, dark content, mentions of su*cide, Aemond being too touchy with his aunt, degradation, humiliation.

summary: Aemond meets his aunt for the first time, and there’s more than meets the eye. (there will be three parts).

There hasn’t been a day that you never left your homeland. All in prosperity. All in solitude, all in mindful thoughts that even the castle walls were unable to perceive. Oldtown is known for the oldest kingdom within Westeros.

We light the way, those are the words from House Hightower, a tall, silver tower with a green light of flames atop. Members of the Hightower court are known to be proud and resilience. Perhaps too greedy to your taste. Less fickle to their needs, their desires, their secrets, their ambition.

All minds think alike, as they said. But your mind is unalike from theirs.

There hasn’t been a single day where your life change—steady as it goes. But when your older sister, Alicent, sent a letter to you from a raven fled from miles, you instantly ripped the seal and unveiled her letters, written in neat cursive. In the days where you can recall that Alicent taught you to read and write, before accompanying your father, Otto Hightower, to aid the ailing king and his throne.

In King’s Landing, where Aegon has set and had trees felled after his conquest in Westeros. The stories of dragonlords and ladies has caught you into a slighted dot of peculiarity. But with your father, you knew that your father wanted more than being as the Hand of the King. Like any folk in Oldtown, he’s all in the same cloak of mind and heart as the rest. The only difference is he has resided in King’s Landing with the Targaryens, warming the throne with Alicent’s political stead.

With you, as Alicent’s half-sister, one thing you adored about her is her resilience, no matter how the power struggle may have been, Alicent held her head high, it inspired you to do the same cause, not for the greater good, but for you to steady your heart. With Alicent’s brown eyes, anyone would be easily swayed at her beauty. With your eyes like glowing water, the subjects were to assume that you’re either a sea creature in the ocean, or have been reincarnated as a woman. Common folks assumed that you’re a goddess sent by Maiden herself. But others theorized you’re born in the sacred pond within the forest.

Despite the nonsensical rumors, you carried out your duties dulled within life, but with your brother, Gwayne Hightower, entered in your chambers without a warning.

“Sister!”

“Good heavens, you gave me a fright,” you screeched, hand clutching over your chest.

“A word from the raven,” he resumed, pulling out the letter. “It’s from our dear sister.”

She hasn’t written you a letter for months. Understanding of her high authoritative position, thankfully enough you aren’t the queen. You couldn’t bear to think about gifting children into the world from your maidenhood.

“Alicent!” Departing from the chair, you snatched the letter from Gwayne’s hand and ripped the letter open, straightening the scrolled paper.

My dearest sister,

I regret to inform you that I cannot visit in the Oldtown due to personal circumstances that our father has been trifled with the matters in King’s Landing. As queen, I must fully prioritize my duties and smite the inconsiderate undutiful thought of others. My dear husband, King Viserys, has been unwell as of late, growing slower day by day, but still the same man who loves his histories and shed upon endless favoritism on his daughter and her plain-featured sons, as well his miniatures he rarely finished. As of this moment, we are preparing the feast for the upcoming celebration. Misery and dread and politics has been my company, and I’d be happy if you come to King’s Landing and stay here for more than a month. I also send Gwayne and his men to escort you back. I hope you still have the new dresses and jewels the seamstress sorted to your taste; I always know that you hated attire that itched your flesh or suffocating. Words cannot expressed about how I miss the sweetness of your smile and laughter. We shall meet soon.

Signed,

Alicent Hightower

Jumping with joy, your body lunged at Gwayne, locking him into a tight hug, slightly hopping in place with a big grin stretched onto your lips.

“Have my things ready, brother,” you said, hasting, forgetting about the silks and fabrics in your hands.

“But you need more time. You’ll stay in King’s Landing as our queenly sister instructed.”

“Send the maids, then. I can’t do this alone.”

“You mustn’t make haste!” Gwayne shouted as you ran off, never minding the silks on the ground only for him to pick up.

“The sooner the better,” you shouted back.

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The trailed ship took no more than three days to reach King’s Landing. Alicent hasn’t mentioned anything particular to the celebration. But you have come to acknowledge that Alicent lessened the details.

By the time the ships rested at the shore, you rushed down to the clear path and greeted your father, who was rather cold and emotionless. Nevertheless, you gave the courtesy of shallow inclination of your neck bent down. Though your heart shattered at the motionless greeting; a chilled wind spiraled on your thickened sleeves.

“Father,” you said, grinning ear to ear.

“Queen Alicent awaits,” is all he said, then left without abiding on you.

“But—”

“Ser Gwayne, escort this lady in the Red Keep,” he wasn’t saying it with care.

This lady.

Months without communication and souvenirs, you’d ought it’ll soften your father’s resolve regarding onto the estrangement.

Another clash of heartbreak has struck again. But it comes as no surprise.

Both of you hadn’t spoke since of his second wife—your mother’s—passing.

As numb as it may be, the small pang in your heart resolved again as Gwayne Hightower escorted you to the high steeps close, reaching the royal grounds of Red Keep.

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Infiltrating from climbing the steps until reaching the indoors, the green queen appeared.

Your sister.

“Alicent,” you rushed and clung her to embrace.

“Sister, how good of you to come,” Alicent replied.

The halls greeted you in cold and dreaded air clinging onto your sleeves, goosebumps flooded over your skin, the thick air of candles and torches has impaled your stomach. You didn’t like this feeling. These halls, darkened in heralds of statues and stars that your pupils recognizant.

Faith of the Seven.

Hightowers held their religion in the highest regard, while you, don’t cherish the ideologies of the religion, filled with fanaticism and hypocrisy. Even Targaryens have the queerest customs, of marrying brother to sister, relative to relative since Aegon I. It dire consequences of genetics and birth, and the fruition of a child birth into an unshakable world of politics and desires. According to the Citadel, in secret debate, those who are born of incest are nothing but sort of monsters lurking, a defect to a bloodline.

The Targaryens disagree—couldn’t care less, of course. As you often heard of keeping the bloodline pure.

Bloodline pure. People speculated that the Targaryens are closer to gods than men. Thus their words ‘Fire and Blood’ is in order. In Valyria, their source is magic and dragons, long before volcanic eruptions swept the lands and dragons into ashes. The last Targaryens resided in Westeros, and thus, their last kind is dwindling, hence creating pure bloodline. As theatrically hysterical as it is, you trudged along the halls.

“It has been so long since I saw you last,” Alicent began.

“It has, but we rarely sent letters as of late.”

“Being a queen is no simple task. Our father’s ambition has gotten stronger.”

“Your father,” you said bitterly.

“My dear sister,” Alicent resumed, her voice soothed. “Father is doing his best to stabilize the realm.”

“Cold, cruel and calculated,” you answered. “Your strength and dutiful as queen is one of the things I admire about you. But, sister, it feels as if my existence is no longer needed. I feel as if I’m useless. My mother received no love from your father.”

The doe-eyed look in Alicent’s eyes protruding. “Sister, I—“”

“Half-sisters,” you reminded. “Everyone thought I was some sort of creature that shouldn’t belong in the realm. I’m no fool; I could hear everyone whisper, even closed doors.”

“Creature or not, you’re still a Hightower. We share the same blood. Nothing will ever change between you and I.”

“But your father will never accept me,” you replied.

Alicent clasped her hands onto yours. “The next time we see each other, I’ll be visiting the Oldtown.”

“You said that the last time on our previous letters,” you chimed. “Let him stabilize the realm alone.”

“That is why you’re here. I needed time apart from the council and subjects,” Alicent reasoned. “Men are often ambitious with their politics and trifling over gold than their wives.”

“It appears so,” you agreed, huffing.

Ironically, Alicent served men, and still is. First Jahaerys, then Otto, then Viserys. Though you wouldn’t so recklessly give your personal opinion away to Alicent.

“We have yet to explore the grounds. We must rest at the gardens. I know how much you love staying in the gardens.”

Your cheeky smile was showing. “I do.”

Alicent squeezed your hand. “Let us be off. It’s considered bad luck if we let our food grow cold.”

“Never knew that it involves bad luck.”

“I’ve been told.”

“By who?”

Not once, Alicent answered.

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“Make yourself comfortable,” Alicent said, indicating the spare chair, and watched you sat with ease, eyeing the lavish outdoors where the Weirwood stood as main view.

“Quite nice out,” you complimented.

This was Alicent meant when she said gardens.

“I chose this spot for a reason,” Alicent said as the servants settled the meal over the table—bowed and left. And the last servant entered, placing a stacked candied almonds and candied plums on a gold platter, alongside of Dornish wine.

Alicent watched your eyes lit up.

“I took the liberty of having the kitchen staff ready for your sweet-tooth,” she clarified.

“You know me well, sister.” You grinned.

“My lady,” a soothing masculine voice said behind you.

“Ser Criston,” Alicent addressed, glancing. “I’m occupied as of this moment.”

“There has been urgent matters regarding to your son.”

Puzzled, Alicent spoke with, “Which son?”

Appalled, your eyes darted at her. On the other hand, you never retain information from Alicent.

“Aegon,” Criston answered, eyes turning away. “I’m afraid his excursions have rather been…” Then his dark brown eyes flicked to yours, his mouth opened, choosing his words carefully.

“We’ll speak no more of it,” Alicent pleaded. “I’m under the liberty of entertaining my sister at the moment. Do ignore Aegon’s excursions for now.”

Somewhere in between the lines, you knew Alicent’s calm demeanor struck hard when the excursions take place, wrath kept within, as you read between Alicent’s lines furrowed on her forehead. Ser Criston glimpsed at you and bowed before withdrawing from the outdoors.

“My apologies,” Alicent said to you in a dreaded voice. “The excursions in the daylight hour upon King’s Landing hasn’t ended.”

“I never knew you had a son,” you said, munching on the candied almonds.

Alicent swallowed the contents of the food. “I mentioned it once before in the letter. That I was having a babe in my belly.”

You pondered for a moment. It was back when Alicent married Viserys and carried a child in her.

“But you never mentioned that it’s a son,” you commented.

“But I’m sure you heard Aegon’s name the moment he arrived into the world.”

Your teeth clenched. “I can assure you I did.” The Oldtown spoke of Aegon in high regards, but as you grew older, you never hear much of Aegon’s doings, hoping to meet your nephew, you waited, but as usual, you sister never once sent letters to offer you an invite.

“Things have been hectic for the past years, and I doubt that’ll cease. With the Iron Throne empty and with all that it stands, we’re keeping the place intact with politics and debate,” Alicent reasoned.

You stayed in silence.

“If you would like,” Alicent continued, “I would be happy to take you to the gallery. The Red Keep has been nothing but a dread. I shall escort you and give you a tour to the Red Keep unless you want someone else to—”

“No, I’d be thrilled if you were to accompany me,” you paused, then said, “sister.”

Alicent gently beamed at that.

~~~

When you and Alicent both went inside the Red Keep, the royal subjects and guards bowed before the green queen as their eyes lingered onto yours, and an incoherent of whispers were passed to your ears.

The sister of the green queen.

And as you ascended the staircases, from there, you saw the shaded eyes of violet and curled hair—a young girl, a few years younger than you.

“Mother, have you seen my—” The girl’s youthful stare darted to yours, backing away gradually.

“This is my sister, (y/n), your aunt,” Alicent introduced. “This is Princess Helaena, my daughter,” Alicent said to you.

“A pleasure.” As you made an inclination to your neck, smiling to the princess as you hadn’t realized that the others accompanied none other by two young men behind Helaena, both with Targaryen features.

Your heart stopped—leapt with warmth—when you first glanced at the tall prince with gold, lithe hair as his other eye covered with eyepatch.

“These are my other sons…” Alicent said, searching for the third son with a slight frown on her features. “Where is Aegon?”

“Drunk as usual,” Daeron rolled his eyes, crossing his arms.

“That blasted fool…” Alicent hissed, then smiled merrily in a way to appease herself. “I hope you and Lady (y/n) would get along.”

“Yes, I remember now! You’re that boy—that cupbearer in the council!” you said to Daeron.

Daeron beamed. “I am proud to serve my mother’s family in Oldtown. Ashamed we never met circumstances in the Reach, yet here we are!” he chuckled. “For my dear father’s name day contained in private ceremony, I’m glad you came.”

You sensed the sarcasm in the word “father”, but shrugged it off.

The dread of unwanted unwelcome washed away with glee. “Indeed. I shall look forward to the festivities.”

Aemond lifted and placed his kiss upon the back of your hand. A kiss placed with gentle fire ignited your dulled soul, envision with flames of blush blaring your dewy cheeks. “A pleasure to meet you, my lady.”

Breath caught in your throat, eyeing on his hand still lingering his intertwine fingers to your skin. “Likewise, my prince…”

For the first time in your life, the gentleness of a dragon has captured your heart and soul.

As for Aemond, with the slighted news of your presence, there’s nothing more than mere maiden who needs to be soiled with his perversions trapped and coiled and enflamed in between his legs. When he first laid his gaze on you, he pictured your flushed skin wrapped with his own, his lips captured yours as his presence trapped into your mind for eternity. But alas, with a wandering thought just now, it wasn’t like him. He mustn’t be capricious and avarice on the spot.

With your grand arrival, Aemond had already decided you’ll become his.

One day at the time, he reminded himself.

“It’s unusual for you to be courteous to someone,” Alicent commented.

“I never wish to scare anyone with my presence, mother,” Aemond said. “It is my duty as a prince to make our special guest comfortable.”

A hot tingle between your legs stirred as you eyed on him—on his lips—how rolled off words with his tongue, finding yourself imagining at the thought of your nephew tasting your folds as you ride him, warming the bed—riding him whilst lace and corset of your precious dress torn apart by his own rugged and young hands.

“He’s only being courteous like Prince Daeron,” you noted, clearing your throat. “Everyone must fulfill their role to the realm. We mustn’t decay our customs to rudeness.”

Aemond’s eye gleamed at your flushing features whilst you looked at Alicent in the eye, you speak with assurance yet your body wavered, dying for your hungered coil in you—the scorch caged within your dress to be set free.

You cannot fool me, my princess, he thought.

In the end, nobody can fool a dragon like him.

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HIGHLIGHTS: Watch the action from a brilliant British Grand Prix as Sainz seals maiden Grand Prix victory

Carlos Sainz sealed his maiden victory in Formula 1 in a breath-taking British Grand Prix, overtaking team mate Charles Leclerc to seal a sensational victory at Silverstone. After starting on pole, Sainz pitted from second place for the soft tyre under the Safety Car – brought about by Esteban Ocon stopping on track. He was then able to overtake Leclerc, before going on to win the Grand Prix, on his 150th race start in Formula 1. Leclerc could not hold on to second place, and was eventually overtaken by Sergio Perez and Lewis Hamilton, who finished in second and third respectively. Behind Leclerc, in fourth, was the Alpine of Fernando Alonso, in P5, ahead of Lando Norris in sixth. Max Verstappen had to make do with damage to his floor, finishing in seventh. READ MORE: Sainz converts pole into maiden Grand Prix victory at Silverstone after scintillating race It was a first top-10 finish in Formula 1 for Mick Schumacher, as he came home in eighth, ahead of the Aston Martin of Sebastian Vettel in ninth, with Schumacher’s Haas team mate Kevin Magnussen rounding out the top 10. The race was earlier red flagged after a major crash involving Zhou Guanyu, George Russell, Alex Albon, Pierre Gasly, Sebastian Vettel, Yuki Tsunoda and Ocon. Zhou, Russell and Albon had to be checked over in the medical centre, the former two declared fit as a conscious Albon was flown to hospital for further checks. Click on the video player above to relive the action from a superb British Grand Prix. via Formula 1 News https://www.formula1.com

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