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private rhaenys targaryen

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indie // private rhaenys targaryen, the queen who never was. from a song of ice & fire. headcanon based, show & book influenced. canon divergent. conjured by arash. 20+, she & her. banner. promo. mains/exclusives.

RULES:

Blah blah typical etiquette. Do not godmod, don't hurt my muse and so on.

Mutuals only, but if I follow you I AM interested in interacting. I will make an attempt and if you ignore it, I will softblock.

Absolutely NO support for episode 2. No discussion of marriage between Viserys and Laena.

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i'm over there now!

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i'm over there now!

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you guys. i am not ready. i am not emotionally prepared for rhaenys' death.

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okay. i think i am finally ready for a remake.

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i have a business trip this upcoming week but then. maybe ill remake.

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hi i miss rhaenys.

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corlys has no business being this handsome, rhaenys has no business being this beautiful. i said what i said.

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         CORLYS  NODDED  HIS  HEAD  NO.  He  appreciated  the  gestures  but  the  skies  were  not   for  him.  ❝ I  shall  take  Tidebreaker. ❞  His  treasured  beast  was  the  ocean.  ❝ I  want  to  do  some  trading  while  we're  there,  hopefully  Daemon  has  put  in  a  good  word  for  us  with  the  Prince  of  Pentos. ❞  He  never  stopped  looking  for  new  business  opportunities,  especially  now  with  his  dying  favor  with  the  King  and  the  Hightowers.

         ❝ We  can  send  word  today  that  we  wish  to  travel  soon. ❞  A  smile  crept  across  his  lips,  soon  he  would  see  his  daughter  and  grandchildren. 

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rhaenys knows well enough, the skies are not the place for her husband. and she herself was never the most fond of the sea, the motions of the waves often making her sick. but this time... well, it was meant to be a time for them. and she would hate to arrive several days ahead of him, so... " i shall send meleys ahead. she will be enough of a warning. " she says, lips curling. ready to make that sacrifice for the sake of him. " and i wil sail along with you. " a few days at sea will not kill her, after all. and will give them ample opportunity to enjoy one another's presence.

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i am really feeling post-rook's rest survival rhaenys today. anyone up for some pain?

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"  what  choice  have  we  been  given?  they  took  my  mother's  throne,  stole  luke's  life  from  him,  from  us;  we  cannot  let  that  go  unanswered.  unpunished.  "

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" they killed lucerys and they will be judged by the gods for it. but we must not be like them. i refused to murder my own kin when it was for my own right to the throne, i will not murder my kin now. i can not. "

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          ❝ NO,  I  HAVE  COME  TO  KEEP  THE  SILVERWARE  COMPANY, ❞  he  chuckled  as  he  took  her  hand  in  his.    His  beard  rubbed  against  her  soft  skin  as  he  kissed  the  top  of  her  hand.  He  took  a  moment  to  appreciate  how  much  time  they  have  gotten  together,  decades.  they  had  been  so  young  when  they  first  met,  now  they  were  grandparents.

         Corlys  sat  down  at  the  small  table  in  their  bedchambers.  ❝ We  should  take  a  trip, ❞  he  suggested,  ❝ Visit  Laena,  Daemon,  and  the  children  Pentos.  It's  been  a  long  time  since  we've  seen  them. ❞

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his chuckle is answered with her own, hand offered to be kissed and it lingers. brushing against his bristling beard briefly before he sits by her side. she could not have imagined a better man to spend a lifetime with. the princess brightens even more so when he offers a trip. oh, how she misses her daughter and granddaughters. " i would enjoy that, yes. " she agrees. so rarely can they allow themselves to leave driftmark. well, she. often left behind as he goes on voyages. " shall you join me on dragonback? " she teases, meleys more than big enough to carry two, but she is quite certain he would not agree.

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“ perhaps. i am sure other houses must have their own, but ours seem to be too large ” he says, voice quieter at the end. his eyebrows furrowed in concern. he does not know if he should, and yet ― “ are you well, princess rhaenys ? ”

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well? her lips curl in a scoff. she has not been well in years, not after the losses she's suffered. but the boy is innocent in this, so she regains composure shortly after. " as well as i will ever be. " is all she answers. " but you ought not concern yourself with it. "