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crowneddragonprince:

"Everything is fine. No one is sick. No one is dying, but Arianne and I have been having some… serious marriage issues…"

“Serious enough to tell me. Are you fighting or has something happened?”

#crowneddragonprince #{ v; the modern lady }#{ thread }

iwillnotcringe-archive

Soft moans were given as he was in her, holding her so close that they were one. Soft moans, and maybe louder ones — she did not realize, because when they were making love, nothing else existed. She had not seen him in a while since the rebellion, but finally duty had called in the West, and that meant he was to remain at the Rock. Her own marriage was scheduled in a few months, and she wanted to use that time to have him for herself. They were not very careful in their passion ; she realized as she dressed up that she had forgotten to lock the door.

She took her time to arrange her hair back, her clothes, and put some powder on the marks in her neck, planted a soft kiss on Jaime’s lips before they both took their leave in opposite directions, though it was not rare for brother and sister to spend time in each other’s room.

Cersei was going to the Stone gardens, she decided ; she always liked to be outside after, and alone. There was something exhilarating about smelling the sea, feeling the wind in her hair and recall how he had touched her there or kissed her there.

On her way, though, she heard muffled cries and frowned — she knew that voice — Rhaella. She went to her, slightly panicked.

They had grown close in a few months, closer than she would have ever thought considering she had been completely hostile to her at the beginning. Things had changed once she had realised she loved her mother well.

She had needed a mother, even if she refused to consider her that way.

Seeing her crying pained her so. Cersei never knowing how to handle strong emotions from people who were not Jaime. Often, she would simply reject people who cried, considering they were weak. But not Rhaella. Not her.

"Rhaella…" she said softly as she gently took her hand and gave it a squeeze. Maybe she was remembering things ? Remembering things about the Mad King always seemed to make her sad, she had noticed. She did not need much to imagine what had went on with him, but she did not want to think about it.

alwaysmindfulofherduty

The young hand that took hers caused her to flinch involuntarily, surprised by the contact and having thought that she’d been alone. She cursed the foolishness in herself, the shake of her body, the look in her eyes, the heaviness of her weary heart. She prayed that she might wish it all away if thought diligently enough, so that she might be brave once more. As was and not as is.

She turned her wet eyes to Cersei’s and her fake smile – placed there when she recognized the hand with its strong grip – wavered at the sight of her daughter now of name and heart. Oh, how bitter failure tasted in her mouth, and she had to curl the fingers of her free hand into a tight grip, nails pressed to the soft palm to stop herself from pulling the girl into her embrace. Such affections were not permitted with her lion cub and she knew it well. So instead, she gripped the Lannister hand – yes, she forgot so often that her own hands were not labeled the same house name – back with a firm grip, and her eyes searched for signs of outward pain upon the girl.

“Cersei,” she whispered, voice failing to be sure. Rhaella shook her head and cleared her throat, an unwelcome sound of distress made as she did so. It caused her eyes to flicker away in embarrassment, still so fragile was she at this time, with her children’s lives just barley spared, while the eldest lay in a grave, torn away forever. “Are you well, my child? Has… ”

She took a deeper breath, steeling herself, body tense and straight as befitting of her status, or rather, what her status was, and curled her other hand over the one of her lion child’s. “Your brother has harmed you. And before you object, know that I saw and I heard you.”

#iwillnotcringe #{ v; the silver lion }#{ thread }

awokefromashes:

Her lips smashed into a flat line as she listened to her mother’s words. Daenerys knew she could trust her mother far more than she could Viserys and his stories. Her arms wrapped tightly around her for a moment before pulling back to see her face. A small smile gracing her tiny features as Rhaella kissed her forehead. Daenerys began to relax knowing now that there was no one coming for her and her loved ones. Though the storm still had her scared as her body stayed tense underneath the blanket ; hoping that the cloth could protect her from the weather. Her fingers wrapped around a strand of silver hair as she listened. Daenerys knew she was born into a storm, but that didn’t stop them from scaring her. “Do you think one day I won’t be afraid of them anymore?” She always wished to be like her mother and her bravery — even in the face of a storm — was no different. She wished to be able to do the brave things she had. Still too young to truly understand what had conspired against her family, she did know that the only reason she was alive and their shrunken family was safe was because of the woman who was holding her. She chewed on the inside of her cheek for a moment before asking the question that lingered on the tip of her tongue. “Why do people want to hurt us?”

The question hit her, fast and as harsh as the blow of a fist to the soft flesh of her stomach. It was a feeling she knew well, the bitter and sharp surprise as things of nightmares occurred, but it was not any easier to bear it, even after over twenty years of it. The first of such pains had come from the announcement of her husband-to-be and such had continued on for far too long. But here, in the safety of far off lands, the feeling had been much less frequent. So she was caught utterly unaware for a moment, her features went tense; eyes pained, flashed their hidden depths of agony, before she could stop it. But Daenerys was in her arms, a heart so precious and delightful, and it brought her back, had her controlling her features and praying that the slip was only a momentary thing and that her words would be enough to cover for herself. She’d thought she’d had more time with her daughter, but now it was. Unavoidable. But hopefully unfatal. “People hold a capacity for great or terrible things,” she began after a long moment given for herself to strengthen her voice. “And there are beings across the waters that would harm us for they’d enjoy nothing more than to take everything from us. We come from a great house, and in pursuit of that glory, they’d harm us.” Her fingers shook as they slid over a small pale cheek of her girl, “you, whom has done nothing, they fear and so would harm. Because of your house name.”

#[ first - sorry for the wait. second - ouch. that hurt. ]#{ v; a life in shadows }#{ thread }#awokefromashes #firexqueen

mamma dragon say hi?

and me so very sorry.

*guilty dragon noises*

#[ aka I’m a little shit. and suck at activity. boo me. ]#outoffire

beggarking:

"Okay," he answered after a moment, before he smiled up at her brightly. "Rhaenys says I’m brave when we play dragons and maidens… but I hate when she makes me play the maiden! I always want to be the dragon. Sometimes we ask Ser Jaime to be the knight but he never wants to play. He’s not that old, is he? Doesn’t he like games?"

She is happy to smile, to see the brightness in his face as he spoke of his games. Rhaella nods her head seriously though despite her smile, as if to consider his words for a moment, and works to keep her voice without laughter. “He is not too old, but he is quite set in becoming the best of knights so he worries about becoming distracted. Like your brother gets when he studies. He too forgets to play sometimes.” She offers him a raised brow to help the words in better. “So if you would like, I might play your maiden so you can be the part you prefer.” She hopes her face does not show how much she wants him to agree to this, to have her play his games; to be with him more than she is. Her eldest will not play such games with her anymore and she fears losing the closeness.

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ladyjoannalannister

Joanna kept her arms around Rhaella, not seeing any reason not to and smiled.”I’ve been lonely without you. Tywin has been away for so long…”

alwaysmindfulofherduty

“Yes, we have been separated for too long and a meeting was all that I dreamt of.” She hugged her friend, her dearest lion of a lady, closer still, her hands upon the span of her back and her face lowering to rest upon shoulder. “I should have returned to you an age ago.”

#ladyjoannalannister #{ thread }

cesaray

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ladyofvalyria

Favorite Characters Elizabeth Woodville

#[ her holding her baby! dkfhskfhskfhkd. ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the flames burned }

hellshee

[3.5] FIVE HOUSES - HOUSE TARGARYEN

F I R E A N D B L O O D

The Targaryen dynasty united the Seven Kingdoms and lasted nearly three centuries. It was a dynasty forged in fire, sealed in blood, and destroyed by rebellion.

The Targaryens are blood of the dragon, descended from the nobility of ancient Valyria, a once mighty empire in the East. When the cataclysmic Doom laid waste to Valyria and its people, the Targaryens survived, having settled on the island fortress of Dragonstone years before. They remained there for a century, until the rise of Aegon the Conqueror. lnstead of attempting to reclaim the eastern lands of his ancestors, Aegon sailed west for the Seven Kingdoms, his sisters Visenya and Rhaenys at his side.

To keep the bloodlines pure, Aegon continued the custom of his Valyrian ancestors and took both of his sisters to wife. Together, they came ashore on the eastern coast of Westeros. Their blazon - a dragon with three heads, representing Aegon and his sister wives.

And their words? Fire and Blood. While their host was small in comparison to the armies of Westeros that awaited them, Aegon and his sisters had a secret weapon - the last of the dragons. He conquered every kingdom, save Dorne, which eventually bowed to Targaryen rule a century later.

He had the swords of his enemies melted down by the fiery breath of his dragon, Balerion the Black Dread, and forged into the Iron Throne. The capital city of King’s Landing was built on the eastern coast, where Aegon and his sisters first came ashore. And Aegon ordered the construction of a royal castle on its highest hill - the Red Keep.

For 300 years, the Targaryen dynasty stayed strong in the face of rebellion, civil war and plague. But the line of dragon kings was broken when Aerys Targaryen, the second of his name, was overthrown in rebellion. Aerys was betrayed and slaughtered by Ser Jaime Lannister, a member of his own Kingsguard.

His son and heir, Rhaegar Targaryen, perished on the field of battle at the hands of Robert Baratheon, who claimed the Iron Throne for himself.

#{ ; reflection }#{ ; the one lost to me }#{ ; the one I traded my breath for }#{ ; my sweet little sanity }#{ ; the flames }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the last embers }#{ v; death took her }

bethwoodvilles

26th of May 1465 ~ Elizabeth Woodville’s coronation

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bethwoodvilles

Favourite shots of Elizabeth Woodville wearing her crown | requested by thephantomofthecinema

#[ flails bc of her pretty pretty crown. HER CROWN! the one she was to give to the next queen. ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the flames burned }

ladyofvalyria

Elizabeth Woodville ∞ 1.02

#[ her life is a mix of high joy ( her children ) and tragic misery ( her marriage ). ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the flames burned }#{ ; my sweet little sanity }

lochiels-deactivated20180429

alwaysmindfulofherduty

I thought we were going to be happy.

#[ cries 5eva about this. bc she should have been given such happiness but was given such misery instead. ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the flames burned }

mariachiararonza-deactivated201

#[ it’s all destruction and flames and death and drugs. she’s hollow except for the fear in her bones and the love in her blood. ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; up in flames }

explorethevoid-deactivated20140

#[ this whole movie is totally my drug dealer verse. here she’s found out about another of her brother’s deals;#but this one is concerning their infant son. She thought to leave Aerys after her baby was born but he traps her in a deeper web #here he’s telling her that she cannot leave him – that she must marry him – and be his for always #or else he’ll take Rhaegar and sell him upon the black market and she’d never find him again.#and she knows this to be true and despairs for she knows here that she’ll never be free of her brother’s abuse; she’s to be his till the day #that he kills her. the knowledge nearly does her in as does the kiss he places upon #her cheek and the false proposal he makes to her in front of everyone.#she pretends her tears are of joy but she tightens her fist so hard underneath the table that it bleeds. She has no choice; she is his. ]#{ v; up in flames }#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }

faramircaptainofgondor

{ ♕ rhaella targaryen } → the sister, wife, and queen of King Aerys II Targaryen and the daughter of King Jaehaerys II Targaryen. Her grandfather was Aegon V Targaryen. Rhaella had three children, Prince Rhaegar, Prince Viserys, and Princess Daenerys. She died shortly after giving birth to the princess.

#[ preeeeeeeeeety. so pretty and tragic. ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the last embers }

cecilyneville

elizabeth woodville + hair porn

#[ hair porn indeed. I’m never getting over the gorgeous hair porn in this show. nEVER. ]#{ ; reflection }#{ ; gallery }#{ v; the flames burned }#{ ; wardrobe }

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