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𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 ! 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈, 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒓. 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒑𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒓. 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 !

𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 ! 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙, 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚, 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆/𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒐, 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒑, 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒐, 𝒔𝒍𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒊.

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔: 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏.

𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚, 𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕, 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 ! 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆.

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𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏𝟎 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒 𝐔 𝐌 𝐌 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 ; 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞.

𝐀 / 𝐍 ; 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬. 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯

a private audience was what princess rhaenyra had requested, yet the king had arranged something more. a private dining chamber had been prepared with care. a small feast was laid upon the table though it remained untouched as they waited. candles burned low along the walls, their light casting soft shadows across the room, while a small hearth crackled quietly in the background.

at the head of the table, king viserys sat with a goblet in hand, taking slow, measured sips of wine as he waited patiently. rhaenyra's gaze found the empty seat across from her before she looked away, her expression composed, though the stillness in her posture betrayed her. she shifted in her seat, growing impatient and restless compared to the king's patient and calmed composure.

the king was taking measured sips from his goblet, though his attention lingered on his daughter who looked like she was about to say something but she did not speak, there was nothing to say, not after your conversation with her the previous night. her gaze drifted again on the empty seat before settling elsewhere just as quickly.

you had not given her an answer, as if your silence to her was already the answer to her invitation. a quiet exhale left her as she straightened slightly, as if steeling herself against the thought she had been trying not to name. the realization that you were not coming did not arrive all at once, it settled slowly. like something she had known the moment she walked away from you.

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creativepromptsforwriting

I would kill for this character!

And I would also kill this character because I am a writer and that's what we do with beloved characters.

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟗 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯, 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

the king was in the middle of a council meeting when the word that princess rhaenyra had returned, reached him. he went still, the report catching him off guard before his gaze lifted slightly, brows drawing together in a quiet confusion. "returned, so soon?", he whispered.

the purpose of why he sent her on a journey to tour the realm was to meet its marriage candidates, for rhaenyra to consider them as potential matches. it was no small undertaking nor one that could be completed in mere days. hundreds had vied for her hand, there was no possible way she had gone through them all. the rest of the council’s discussion passed but the king’s attention no longer remained with them.

his thoughts lingered elsewhere, turning over the same question again and again. the moment the meeting concluded, the king wasted no time and rose from his seat, already issuing the command before the room had fully cleared that his heir was to be summoned at once. he was twisting the rings on his fingers when his daughter entered.

"father, you sent for me?", she asked, her tone composed.

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𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟖 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯, 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

for the first time in a few moons since princess rhaenyra began visiting your small loft, you noticed how quiet it had become. without her familiar knock at the door, the place felt strangely empty and you found yourself missing her more than you should. you tried to distract yourself, tried to become busy with your sketch or your books, anything to keep your mind from wandering but it seemed that every corner of your loft carried some trace of her. the chair she favored sat untouched, the narrow space by the window where she once leaned to look out over the city, felt unusually still. even the air itself seemed quieter, as if it too had grown used to her presence.

the evenings passed slower now. more than once did you caught yourself glancing over your shoulder toward the door without meaning to, half-expecting to hear that soft, familiar knock. the one that always came just as the sky darkened, never too loud, never too hesitant. your body reacted before your mind could catch up, a flicker of anticipation rising in your chest. but the door remained still, no knock came. only silence lingered, stretching longer than it ever had before, settling into the walls, into the floorboards, into you.

with a quiet sigh, you forced yourself to look away, muttering something under your breath as if that might ground you. it was foolish, you told yourself. she was a princess. of course she would not always be there, slipping through your door as though she belonged in a place like this. still, the absence weighed heavier than you cared to admit. eventually, you retreated back home, hoping sleep might come easier if you simply lay down early.

you settled onto your bed, staring up at the ceiling where faint shadows flickered in the dim light. you closed your eyes and waited. you then turned to your side and then to the other. but sleep did not come. instead, your thoughts drifted back to the princess of dragonstone. the way she spoke, the quiet confidence in her voice, the rare moments where she let her guard fall. the sound of her laughter lingered the most, echoing faintly in your mind as if it had never quite left.

𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒 𝐔 𝐌 𝐌 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 ; 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫.

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

𝐑 𝐇 𝐀 𝐄 𝐍 𝐘 𝐑 𝐀 𝐓 𝐀 𝐑 𝐆 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 𝐄 𝐍

the halls of dragonstone were quiet in the late hours of the night. inside her chamber, rhaenyra laid down alone as she waited for you, the only sound the distant crash of waves against the cliffs. and then she heard the door creak open, expecting it to be you. but it was a kingsguard who stepped inside instead, their white cloak unmistakable.

yet the knight moved and acted strangely, his hand already resting on the hilt of his sword. the moment she saw the blade in the knight’s hand, she rolled quickly out of the bed, hitting the floor just as the sword came down where she had been lying moments before, the mattress split beneath the strike.

she scrambled backward across the floor, heart pounding,"ser erryk?", she says, her voice faltering when she saw the knight’s facial expression clearly. it was not the man meant to guard her. it was ser arryk.

before ser arryk could strike again, the chamber doors burst open. ser erryk rushed in and immediately understood what was happening. "brother.", he calls his twin before their swords met with a violent clash.

#house of the dragon #house of the dragon x reader #house of the dragon x gn reader #house of the dragon x gender neutral #house of the dragon x male reader #house of the dragon x female reader #hotd #hotd x reader #hbo #milly alcock #emma d'arcy #olivia cooke #emily carey #matt smith #fabian frankel

creativepromptsforwriting

That nonsexual intimacy of just being in each other's spaces, of gravitating towards each other, always subconsciously reaching out to each other. Finding comfort and satisfaction in being close to each other, breathing each other in, existing together.

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟕 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯, 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

it had been moons since the princess first began sneaking out to spend time with you beneath the cover of the night. what had once been a reckless adventure had slowly turned into something of a routine. the quiet streets of king's landing no longer seemed so daunting to her. the narrow path leading toward your loft had become so familiar that she could walk it with little hesitation. on the first few times, she had relied on the watchful presence of her uncle to guide her through the city, though he rarely bothered to hide his amusement at the arrangement.

but as the weeks turned into months, the princess no longer needed his escort. not that he minded, of course. your small loft, once a quiet sanctuary where you could think, rest, and be left alone had quietly become something else entirely. a meeting place. a refuge. a place where the princess of the realm could shed the weight of her title, even if only for a few hours. a place where she could find you.

you could still remember the night she admitted why she had come back to see you in the first place. the memory lingered stubbornly in your mind, no matter how much you tried to dismiss it as nothing more than the whims of a curious princess. you had told yourself not to dwell on it. but that had proven increasingly difficult as the months passed. because the princess had grown bold around you.

saintfaux

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By Ken Gabriel

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟔 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯, 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

the night had fallen thick over king's landing, draping the city in shadow and the faint glow of scattered lanterns. despite you telling her not to sneak out again, rhaenyra had in fact slipped from the red keep once more. dressed as a page once more, her steps were quiet, measured, but her heart raced with anticipation. she did not know exactly where she would find you, only that she had to.

fate, or perhaps luck, guided her toward the narrow stair tucked along the outer wall, where her uncle was. daemon’s laugh was low and amused, carrying across the stones, "well, niece, restless again?"

rhaenyra straightened, her cheeks warming but she did not deny it. "i need to go out.", she simply replied, fixing her cap.

her uncle gave her a slow, deliberate glance. the night before, daemon had stumbled into one of the rooms mysaria renting out in the city. from there, he knew exactly where mysaria kept her small network and where you might be found. "very well, if you wish to wander the city again.", he said, already sensing the truth she had yet to speak aloud.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐲 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒 𝐔 𝐌 𝐌 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 ; 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭. 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞.

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭

princess rhaenyra sank into her seat within the royal box, frustration tightening her jaw after yet another argument with you. the tourney field below rang with steel and cheers, bright and glorious yet utterly merciless. she had told you not to join the tourney, not because she doubted your skill. she knew how good you were after watching you train, watch you break lances clean in practice and watched knights twice your size yield beneath your precision.

but tourneys were not practice. they were pride and spectacle and chance and others sought it as a chance could kill. she did not want you riding in an event where a splintered lance or a misstep of a horse could leave her widowed before the realm had even finished cheering. she shifted in her seat, eyes sweeping the field. you should be here by beside her. her fingers drummed against the edge of the box. Impatience, worry, and frustration twisted together in her chest.

"ser harrold.", she sharply said, turning to the lord commander who stood a feet from her, she asked, "have you seen my spouse?"

"no, i have not, princess. shall i look for them?", ser harrold replied, his voice steady, noticing a sharp edge of worry in her eyes.

𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒 𝐔 𝐌 𝐌 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 ; 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬.

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯

𝐉 𝐀 𝐂 𝐀 𝐄 𝐑 𝐘 𝐒 𝐕 𝐄 𝐋 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 𝐎 𝐍

𝐅 𝐑 𝐈 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 𝐓 𝐑 𝐎 𝐏 𝐄

jacaerys had grown up with you in the red keep for as long as he could remember. as children, the two of you were the castle’s worst nightmare. you ran through corridors you were forbidden to enter, snuck out during your lessons and treated every scolding as a temporary inconvenience. if one of you was caught, the other would immediately step forward with clumsy excuses and painfully obvious lies yet it was spoken with such fierce sincerity that even the adults struggled not to smile.

if you were blamed, jace would insist it was his doing. if he was scolded, you would claim responsibility without hesitation. you would intertwine your hand with jace's as you tore through the halls of the red keep, breathless with laughter, fleeing whatever mischief the two of you had caused this time. your giggles echoed far too loudly, a kingsguard hot on your trail as they shout for both of your names.

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𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟓 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯, 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

you steered her away from flea bottom’s press and noise, choosing streets that climbed higher toward the quieter areas of king’s landing. the air felt cleaner here, there were still shouts here and there but fewer compared to flea bottom. fewer watchful eyes too, the chaos softened into distant murmur. you regretted not bringing her here much earlier.

the quietness lingered between you, softer now but your thoughts had begun to turn inward. in the alley where you had spoken to her sharply, firmly as though she were anyone else. for a moment back there, you had forgotten what you were and what she was. she was the princess of dragonstone, the heir to the iron throne. with a single word or a single displeased look from her, she could have your head removed from your neck and no one would even dare question it.

the weight of that realization settled uneasily in your chest, making you shudder. you glanced at her, then away again, lightly kicking a stray stone from your path. you took a deep breath before speaking, "forgive me for raising my voice earlier, princess.", you say, quieter than before.

you turned to look at the princess, for a moment, she said nothing as if she were thoroughly thinking what she should say to you. you watched as her expression slowly changed, not offended nor cold but something else you couldn't pinpoint before she let out a laugh of disbelief.

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Today's a good day to be a writer. Tomorrow will be a good day to be a writer. Every day is a good day to be a writer.

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟒 | 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐏 𝐀 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ; 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯, 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

for a moment after prince daemon disappeared, neither of you or the princess rhaenyra moved. until rhaenyra became aware that she was now in fact alone in the city with you, her pulse quickening in a way she refused to name. she turned away from you, adjusting the page's cap, fingers brushing the edge to ensure that her hair was still hidden.

she mentally cursed herself, this was absurd. she had faced lords twice her age without trembling. she had argued before her father, the king. she had endured a crowd mocking her claim without yielding. and yet standing here with you alone made her composure felt far less certain.

she awkwardly cleared her throat before straightening her posture, lifting her chin, "i suppose, we should get started?", she says, quietly.

your gaze flickered to her and for a brief terrifying second, you thought that this might be a test of a trap orchestrated by prince daemon. she was the princess of dragonstone, heir to the iron throne. and you were meant to... what? escort her through dim alleyways and crowded gambling dens where a fight might break in or worse, get jumped on by thieves. with no kingsguard to protect her, the dagger on your hip was the only protection you could offer to the future queen.

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