Whilst Princess Rhaenyra misliked her stepmother Queen Alicent, she became fond and more than fond of her good-sister Lady Laena. With Driftmark and Dragonstone so close, Daemon and Laena oft visited with the princess, and her with them. Many a time they flew together on their dragons, and the princess’s she-dragon Syrax produced several clutches of eggs.
Never been consistent on here but I guess I should be more …
“Vaera Targaryen, the Dragon Bound” is my latest fic, it’s both on Wattpad and AO3. It’s about an original character, Vaera, and Aemond and the Dance of Dragons and it’s aftermath but also the years of Viserys’ reign between Lady Laena’s funeral and the start of the dance.
I’ve received a lot of positive comments and I hope to get more poeple to read it, so I’ll add a little passage from the latest chapter:
Chapter 18, The Green Council
The next morning, before the sun had risen, Helaena’s maid, followed by the Hand entered Vaera’s chambers.
The woman was holding one of the Queen’s green dresses while Otto Hightower looked his usual self and seemed like he had not been shaken by the way Vaera had addressed him the day before, not anymore at least.
“Princess Vaera” said the man but he received no welcome from her, “This is the dress you will wear for the coronation” he said and the maid showed the Princess the undoubtably fine dress.
“I will not help you in your propaganda, you’ll have to get supporters without me wearing your stupid House colours” she said firmly, the man remained unperturbed and still like a statue, “Princess Vaera, you either wear the dress or you wear nothing at all” he said and he gestured to one of the guards outside of the door to come in, “I’m sure you know my son, ser Gwayne” he continued, “Of course, his specialty is being unhorsed in tourneys, is it not?” she asked with a devious smile and the tall thirty-four year old grinned despicably towards her.
“He will be in charge of you and the men that will take you to the coronation” he continued and then, looking at his son, added, “No harm must come to the Princess” and ser Gwayne nodded firmly.
Otto Hightower then urged his son out of the room and followed him, closing the door behind him.
Helaena’s maid walked closer to Vaera, ready to help her dress in the Hightower colours but the Princess had been given an option, one she liked much more than wearing green.
At first, the maid seemed content the Princess wasn’t protesting and was now taking off her nightgown but when she took off her shoes as well and marched towards the door, she yelled, “Princess!” but Vaera had now opened it and had stepped outside, leaving ser Gwayne Hightower and the rest of the guards stunned.
The thing that bothered her the most was not all those eyes onto her but the cold floor, she would have needed to scrub her feet clean from all the dust and dirt once that day was over.
“My father, the Hand, gave you a dress for you to wear” said ser Gwayne trying to keep his composure, “Your father, the traitor, gave me an option. Wear the dress or nothing at all, I choose the latter” she said firmly and she started to march down followed by the ten guards that would rigorously look at her pale skin.
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"I like how she handles things.I like how she treats people. She tells the truth. She, you know, gets what she wants done. I don't have a real problem with Princess Leia. I've sort of melded with her over time." ~ Carrie Fisher ~
i also actually like the idea that the dance of the dragons officially began because the men in both rhaenyra and alicents life were pushing for a brutal violent war when both of them wanted to have peaceful negotiations instead. i like that much better than the “uwu two women queens couldn’t get along and we went to war and that’s why we should never have women in charge of anything” patriarchal bs route we could have gone down.
the real tragedy though is that this was the lesson that the characters from GoT took from this story
“I think he sees it as his duty, by proxy of being Alicent’s sworn protector, to protect these boys. He’s been very close to a father figure to them.” - Fabian Frankel
asoiaf & got characters // pt. XLIV - Rhaenyra Targaryen (ver. I, ver. II, ver. III, ver. IV)
“The dead girl had been named Visenya, Princess Rhaenyra announced the next day, when milk of the poppy had blunted the edge of her pain. “She was my only daughter, and they killed her. They stole my crown and murdered my daughter, and they shall answer for it”. [...] Tell my half-brother that I will have my throne, or I will have his head. [...] As the black council sat to consider how to strike back, a raven arrived from Harrenhal. “An eye for an eye, a son for a son,” Prince Daemon wrote. “Lucerys shall be avenged”.
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