Warnings: Medieval and asoiaf customs, cursing, political schemes, might miss some warnings, but if you read my stories, watched HOTD and GOT you are going to be alright.
Wordcount: 2.4k
Notes: One of them that belongs to all storylines, this was supposed to be more of comedic relief, hope you enjoy.
“Lord Ormund of House Hightower, your grace”, presented William Mangold, “Lord of Oldtown, Beacon of the South and defender of the citadel", he opened the door, not before Aegon and Viserys shared concerned looks.
The man entered the room, instantly commanding it, Aegon had to admit Ormund had presence and a good standing, as the leader of the most powerful houses in the realms should.
“Your grace”, he greeted, and bowed profusely to his brother, hands tightly secured in front of him, one would think this was a gesture of deliverance, that he had nothing to hide, yet, Aegon was not convinced.
“You asked for an audience, My Lord Hightower”, commenced Viserys, terribly happy.
“Yes”, he began, with a grin that turned your father’s stomach to knotts, “because I wish to court the princess (y/n)”, he said, going straight to the point.
“This news filled me with happiness”, said Viserys, sickenly happy. “Joining our great houses”
“Again”, Aegon couldn’t help but say, “joining our great houses again, you married a Hightower, why can’t that be enough?”, he didn’t care that Ormund himself was standing there, he left all his diplomacy in his chambers and brought only the concerned father with him.
“I am looking for a wife”, Ormund continued, without moving an inch
“A second wife”, bit Aegon, Ormund just chuckled lightly
“Yes, a second wife, the Gods decided to take my first wife, I wish to marry again, and, as many other lords I couldn’t help but notice your daughter, she is the fairest princess of the House of the Dragon, yet is not only her looks that take after the beautiful Cerenna Lannister that had captivated me, but her wits, her intelligence, her decisive personality, no doubt she takes after her father”
Aegon scoffed while the King seemed to be hearing the most romantic story of the century.
“If the princess is willing, I don’t see why not…”
“You have four children”, began Aegon, “four, which means my daughter will bear a fifth, sixth and perhaps even a seventh…”, he said, “a fifth child… will inherit nothing, will hold no power…”
“The children the princess will bear me, if the gods bless us so, will be loved and cared for, they will lack nothing, they will need for nothing…”, he then turned to the King, “they might become dragon riders…”
“Of course”, muttered Aegon.
“The permission is only to court her”, said Viserys, “brother?”, he asked then, “at the end, she will have the last word…”
Aegon looked at the man who was barely a few years younger than himself. He thought of you, it was true you were clever, intelligent and cunning, like a true Lannister, yet, he was too all those things, perhaps even in greater measure. He wasn’t sure you could ‘handle’ the attentions of a man as seasoned as he.
Ormund Hightower was a powerful man, it was true… yet he could be his daughter’s father, the thought turned his stomach. Yet if you chose him, he could not fight it, he could not fight you.
“Fine”, the answer contended Ormund. Who give him that ‘shit eating grin’, according to him, bowed profusely and left
“He is one of the richest and most powerful men in the Kingdoms”
“My daughter’s uncle is the richest man in the kingdom”, he said, “we don’t need more gold”. Viserys only chuckled
“You are too protective”
“He could be her father”, he whispered
“Cerenna was younger than you, Alicent was younger than me”, Aegon looked at his brother with something Viserys was too naive to know it was disgust
“Cerenna was nineteen, I was twenty and one”, he whispered lowly. “He doubles her age and then some, she is too young to hold that relationship…”, he didn’t know how to explain it, it was painfully common to marry girls even younger than his daughter to older men, it was a miracle he managed to wait this long to marry his daughter and princess Helaena, “besides… if my daughter births children they will indeed inherit nothing after four son”
“They will be dragons”, said Viserys
“Underneath the power of house Hightower”, he said. Viserys sighed. “He already has your son… why must he have my daughter?”
“You have raised an independent, strong and spoiled young girl…”
“She is not spoiled”, he was quick to answer
“Not saying she was spoiled rotten, but spoiled nonetheless, perhaps a match like Ormund Hightower will be beneficial to her”, he didn’t like it, not one bit.
“The man is a fanatic, I do not trust him”, he whispered, “Targaryens, as our dragons, don’t answer to neither gods nor to men”
“Precisely”, muttered Viserys. And he didn’t like the finality with which his brother was speaking
“Luckily, he is not the only contender”, he said lightly. He signaled to the man posted at the door and he nodded and brought the next one in
“Lord Cregan of House Stark, Lord of Winterfell and guardian of the North”, presented
“You have your champion brother, I have mine”
“Your grace”, said Cregan, the man, even though young, stood as a northerner, big and wide, a severity in his young eyes Aegon knew came from being usurped and knowing war when he was just three and ten, he had aided in the battle himself, to restore the stability in the northern kingdom, he had been left an orphan
“What bring you to the capital, my lord?”, began Viserys
“I am to find a wife”, he said shortly. “Yet I understand that she must be compatible with the northern life style”
“Do you wish to court my daughter, the princess?”, asked Aegon
“If she’ll let me”, he said, bowing his head
“Very well”, Aegon said simply, “you have my permission”, he continued. Cregan nodded his head and bowed to the King, and left.
“So you are not biased, I see”, mocked Viserys. “He is also older than your daughter”, Viserys said with a mocking grin
“He is five and twenty”, excused Aegon
“He has a son”
“Only one”, he excused again.
“He lives in a frozen moor, where the sun never shines and dragons wither”, he said again
“I know”, he whispered, that was the only factor that worried him.
It would break his heart to send his daughter so far away, he also knows his mother by law will probably never forgive him, but as to honor and gallantry, Cregan Stark stood above all others.
“Lord Oros Baratheon, son of Lord Borros Baratheon youngest brother”, presented. Here came a gallant looking man, with dark hair and sharp blue eyes, handsome.
“Your grace”, he bowed profusely
“My Lord”, said Viserys, “you seeked an audience with my brother, prince Aegon”, he encouraged.
“Yes, I wish to court his daughter”, he said with a gallant smile. Aegon frowned when looking at him.
“I see, tell me, Lord Oros, please, what are your interests, where do you live?”, the young man got immediately nervous
“I didn't know I was going to be asked such questions”, he said quickly, Aegon raised one of his eyebrows.
“They have easy answers”, he said back
“Well”, he got defensive, “I live in Storm’s End, with my father, and uncle’s family, and my cousins”
“It’s a numerous family”, said Viserys, trying to contribute to the conversation. Yes it was and yet Aegon had never heard of this young man.
“In what fields do you exceed?”, he tried, “do you… take to letters? philosophy? poetry?”, he snorted
“Pfff no”, he said mockingly, as the prince just jested at his expense
“No?”, asked Aegon, crossing his arms, the young man again got nervous.
“I-I don’t”, he said
“History, perhaps?”, he asked then “do you help your uncle in the managing of the ancestral home of House Baratheon?”
“With ledgers and stuff? that’s maesters work”, he said dismissively.
“No history then…”, Viserys frowned and looked at the young man
“Can you even read?”, he asked this time, deeply concerned.
“Well, no… but that doesn’t mean anything…”
“You are a member of the seven great houses of the seven Kingdoms”, chided Viserys, appalled.
“Well… I…”, he frowned, bowed profusely, and left the same way he came in.
Both brothers looked at each other and started laughing openly.
[The canon that Borros Baratheon doesn’t know how to read is so funny to me]
“She would eaten him alive”, said Aegon proudly
“Perhaps we should marry her to them, she would be in complete control of the Stormlands within a fortnight", said Viserys
“Tempting”, muttered Aegon, playing with the dragon eye on his desk.
“Lord Aenar of House Celtigar, lord of Claw Island, and his son, Steffon”, Both men entered the house
“Your grace”, said the man, he was big and strong, he was already greying, his beard was long and thick, braided, as was his long hair. He looked like a pirate, adorned with long necklaces and dressed in a long sleeve shirt and a vest, he looked like he just got out of his ship, his son by his side, seemed lean and had his hair cut short sharply, he was dressed in fine silk.
“We thank you for receiving us”, he said solemnly, “my eldest son and heir”, he introduced, but he seemed doubtful, “he shall be married before the year’s end”, the blood of old Valyria ran through house Celtigar as it did the Velaryon and Targaryen, as proof, both men presented a unique handsomeness, sharp features, deep light eyes the color of oceans, yet their hairs had faded from the Targaryen silver to a dusty sandy blonde.
Viserys was painfully reminded of his own mother, the Late Princess Alyssa
“I see”, encouraged Aegon, not yet convinced
The father nudged his son with his elbow, only then the young man bowed
“It would be my honor and pleasure, to be given the permission to court your daughter, the princess”, he said then
Aegon seemed to truly think about it. He looked at the young men longly, and then he nodded
“You have my permission”, he said shortly, “as long as it pleases her”
“Thank you, your grace”, both men were quick to withdraw from the room.
“Let the games begin”, murmured Aegon, still playing with the polished ball, thinking about the Dornish prince who has yet to make his appearance
“I don’t know why you are looking so far and wide, brother”, said Viserys, and he knew what the King was going to say, “we have many princes in the House of the Dragon…”
“Bring whoever is next…”, he said, not wanting to indulge his brother. Yes, a match within the house would have been beneficial to all, but Aegon did not wish that upon his daughter,, he wanted to make alliances for his house, he wanted for her to stray a bit from the family, to make her own family….
Aegon, Viserys oldest son himself showed up, with a big smile on his face.
“Absolutely not”, Aegon the older said, making Viserys laugh.
. . .
“You rely too much in your dragon”, muttered Tyland, rubbing his chin
“You in your siege weapons”, you answered, “that are made of wood”, you mocked, tumbling his trebuchet. He hissed.
“I’m told your father is holding audiences, with Lords from over the kingdoms…” you only hummed as you admired the field of the game, “to see who gets your hand…”
“Are you distracting me, uncle?”
“Is it working?”, he mocked, sipping on his goblet of wine
“Almost”, you whispered, moving your cavalry to go in support of your dragon. “You certainly present more of a challenge than uncle Jason”, Tyland laughed.
“Are you concerned?”, he asked, moving his own pieces without much thought, or rather, he had a big plan on his mind and now was merely executing it.
“I trust my lord father”, you said calmly, “he said I had the last word, he said I could make a choice”, you said simply.
The day was simply magnificent, the sun shining over the gardens where you and your uncle were playing a game of Cyvasse, there was a sweet smell of all the beautiful flowers, and a soft breeze caressing your hairs.
“I’ve missed you uncle”, you beamed at him, and he smiled at you back.
“And I missed you”, he said happily, “I’m happy you are finally being wed, yet, you must choose…”
“A first son, from a wealthy house”, you said, as your grandmother said before you
“Nah, I was thinking you better choose a second, so you could take him with you to live in Casterly Rock”, you giggled, finally executing your play, moving your elephant who by now was standing by the King
“That would be grand”, you whispered with a soft smile. “Although, I believe the capital does agree with me”, you teased.
“Yes it does”, he said, his next play did put in jeopardy your strategy, breaking your defense lines that you carefully crafted. You frowned, deeply concerned. You still had a few movements to play, but you did not like what turns the game was taking.
“Speaking of which…”, he continued. “Due to your father's new appointment as Hand of the King… there are many celebrations happening in his name”, he said mindlessly.
“I see”, you muttered, admiring the field of play, you were screwed.
“There is a royal hunt… that lasts a week, yet in the meantime, a great joust is supposed to take place amongst other activities here at court”
“A hunt, uh?”, you were possibly trapped between his elephants and the heavy cavalry, “interesting”
“That could certainly be your element, yet you are free to decide…”, he moved his last piece, sentencing you to loose. “To go on the hunt, or stay here to enjoy the comforts of court…”
He made his final move, completely destroying you.
“Damn it”, you cursed, making him laugh
What are you going to do?
If you wish to go to the hunt, go to chapter “The Hunt (soon)”
If you prefer to stay at King’s Landing go to chapter “The court (soon)”
Warnings: Medieval and asoiaf customs, cursing, political schemes, might miss some warnings, but if you read my stories, watched HOTD and GOT you are going to be alright.
Wordcount: 2.2k
Notes: MMMMM second choice made, these chapters will be short, but I understand that what I did not take into account is that every time you make a choice the chapters multiply, so I’m trying my best to post both choices at the same time.
“Even though I am quite tired, I just cannot wait to see the castle”, you said sheepishly, your father just smiled at you.
“Good, it will help you get acquainted with Ser William Mangold”, he said, signaling to your assigned guard, “I do wish to rest and bathe, and the King wishes to see me, so, I will see you at supper, I will personally collect you in your rooms beforehand
“Yes father”, he left you there in the company of your guard. The silence became immediately uncomfortable, so you decided you had to be the one to break it.
“Ser, I’m honored to be escorted by a white cloak”, you began, “which are considered the most legendary knights of the generation”, the humility seemed to surprise the knight, and he didn’t hide it. You liked him, you decided, with that gold hair combed back, and that rigid posture yet readable face, he was quite handsome as well.
“The pleasure is mine to protect and guard a princess of the blood”, he said quickly, "now, if you follow me…”, you nodded and followed diligently.
“Though Mangold doesn’t resound with me, where were you born, Sir, if you don’t mind me asking?”, this man was to be your escort as you were courted by lords, you must get him on your side, as your father said, he might be your best ally on this battlefield
“I was born here in King’s Landing”, he said as he walked on your right side through the corridors, “my family does not possess any lands, in fact, it was your father who chose me, amongst knights of greater houses”
“It pleases me so”, you said lightly, “as my father does possess great judgement”, he chuckled
“I do so think so, your grace”, he said with a contented smile.
He led you through the labyrinthine corridors pointing at important rooms. And you tried to remember it all, but it was difficult.
“That hallway leads to the tower of the hand”, he said, that was easy to remember, said hallway stood beautifully marked by pillars, and carved vines painted in green and golden. “Said tower holds the rooms of the Hand of the King, his study and a dining room”, he said shortly, he seemed to take to one side in specific, but he preferred to keep walking through the main hallway that opened up to reveal a magnificent garden.
You surrounded the tower of the hand, and in the big space that occupied the gardens, you could see what was unmistakably a sept, and another big building next to it.
“That is the royal sept, and what it can be appreciated is the library”, he narrated faithfully, hands clasped behind his back as you walked alongside him.
You noticed a couple of people walking the gardens, the deep green colour of the lady’s dress almost blinded you.
“And that is the Queen”, he whispered, you looked back at the knight with alarm
“What?”, you asked, alarmed.
You kept walking towards the couple, who were walking in the same direction as you.
When you were close enough you could see the beauty in the woman’s face, but the characteristic that called most for your attention was her thick, auburn hair, she was beautiful, yet her gesture was severe, her lips tightened in a straight line.
Only when you were in the presence of the Queen did you realize you were still wearing your riding gear, and your hair must have been a mess after that long ride from Casterly Rock and sleeping on the fields.
“The Queen Alicent from House Hightower”, said your guard, “this is the Princess (y/n), of House Targaryen and Lannister”, presented your guard diligently, and you were surprised he decided to point out your second house, but after thinking about it, it must have been a petition made by your uncles themselves or even your grandmother.
They never let you or others forget who was the house who truly stood beside you.
“Your grace”, you were quick to bow to her, with as much solemnity as you could muster.
“Princess, you are as beautiful as your father described you”, she said, you noticed her smile was trained, and it didn’t quite reach her big eyes, but you tried to not pay mind to that.
“You are too kind”, you could have answered with a compliment in kind, but you hadn't truly heard anything said about her, good or bad. You turned to the man beside her, the first thing you noticed was that his sharp eyes were on you, and made you uncomfortable.
“This is my dear cousin, Lord Ormund Hightower, Lord of thee Hightower, and guardian of the citadel”, she said, she looked at her cousin and only then she smiled solemnly, although it died quite quickly when she realized the look he was giving you
“My lord”, you smiled at him
“Princess”, he bowed profusely to you, he took the hand you were quick to offer, and kissed your knuckles slowly.
You did not comprehend why your spine tingled the way it did, or why you felt like even under your thick robe the skin of your arms turned to goosebumps.
His eyes didn’t stray from yours for not even one second, he seemed to have taken all of you in, so you did the same.
He was a handsome man, he had thick reddish hair just like the Queen’s, and the lines of his age present in his face did nothing but to accentuate his handsomeness. He was broad and thick, there was no doubt his body had been polished from years and years of military training.
“Even in Oldtown, singers and poets praise your beauty, they say that your face has been carved by the maiden herself, and I see they were not lying”, you didn’t know what to say, you were sure he must be jesting.
Why would singers sing about you? you haven’t met many of them, maybe a couple in Casterly Rock’s court, maybe you had been exposed to merchants and Lord of the Reach, yet… you couldn’t quite believe it.
It was true, you’ll come to find later.
“You are too kind, My Lord”, you said, and picked your own memory hard searching for any praise for the Lord, “of all the Lords of the Reach, my grandmother esteems you as the most honorable, and worthy”, you said then
Because it was true.
She had been invited to the late Lord HIghtower’s funeral, and when she returned from Old Town she had used the same words you just did. She expressed her relief in the Hightower heir, and that finally that family had a proper and strong guidance.
“Not just beautiful, but smart as well”, he praised you again, this time looking at his cousin the Queen, she smiled but her face did seem twisted as if she was in agony.
“We must continue cousin”, she said, she then turned to you, “Princess, I look forward to meeting you again tonight”, and without further conversation she kept walking, followed by her cousin and another white cloak who had not been introduced to you.
You shared looks with Sir William, and kept walking.
“Where is it?”, you asked him then
“Where is what?”, he asked back. You only smiled brightly at him, raising your eyebrows…
.
“It is not what I imagined…”, you whispered, looking at the… truthfully… ugly looking chair
It was made of melted swords, as described, but it wasn’t as tall as they made it seem, although, the way to it was treacherous, pointed swords seemed like they flourished from the ground led to it, a simple slip and one could easily get impaled by the sharp points.
But the entire room commanded the respect of the entire continent. Big statues of all Targaryen kings before your uncle Viserys were looking down at you, acting as pillars of the great room, made of three story tall marble.
And you were certain that if you spoke now, it could be heard in all corners of the great room.
You both stood in silence, just in front of the throne, admiring the grandeur of the throne room, when voices interrupted the silence, two of them, came from a hallway that began at the left side, nearly hidden by the throne
“That leads to the small council chambers”, Sir William whispered, and through them came two men.
One you recognized immediately as your uncle Tyland, twin of your other uncle Jason, and the other young man, just by looking at him, knew exactly who he was
“Look at you!”, your uncle immediately smiled as he recognized you, taking quick steps to meet you and hugged you tightly. “My sweet niece”, he said loudly.
“I’m pleased to see you uncle”, you whispered, hugging him back. “I’ve missed you”
“And I you, little lion”, he said cheerfully, calling you by your childhood nickname, he put you back down again to take you in, “you haven’t even bathed”, he chided. “You reek of dragon”, you laughed.
“I wanted to see the castle”, you explained.
He gently touched one of the flaps of your robe, where a golden lion was stitched next to a dragon, and he smiled proudly.
“Your grace”, he turned quickly to the young man, and as you had said….
He was dressed in rich black velvet, and wore a magnificent red cloak, his dark locks and his sharp features… you had heard of him, of his handsomeness and gallantry
Daughter of the princess Rhaenyra, and second in line to the Iron Throne
It could be none other that Jacaerys of House Strong
“Your grace”, you were quick to bow to him
“Princess, please", he insisted, he came near you and touched your shoulder to make you rise, “rise, call me Jacaerys, you are after all, daughter to my dear great uncle Aegon”, he said politely
“Does that make me your aunt?”, you teased. This is the first time you ever saw him, yet, you felt a familiarity that soothed your nerves. He smiled at you, a bright and sincere smile as you looked at each other's eyes.
“I think it does, aunty”, he teased, you laughed
“Nephew”, you teased back, Tyland was looking at the interaction with a nervous smile.
“Does that make me the great uncle of the prince as well?”, he mocked
“Indeed”, you laughed.
“How was the flight from Casterly Rock?”, he asked then, “you must be exhausted”
“Well, I’m used to long journeys, and Onixa is a swift flyer, I hardly notice when I’m at her back, she is too gentle, she seems to… glide through the air”, you said, and just by thinking about your dragon made you had this dreamy smile.
He seemed to notice
“Wish I could say the same about Arrax, yet, he is tempestuous and strong…”, he laughed, you smiled at him
“Was he hatched in your cradle?”, you asked
“He was…”, he said proudly
“Do you enjoy a close bond?”, you asked then
“I do”, he said again, “do you…?”
“I feel Onixa as she was myself, sometimes, I fear she can feel what I can too”
“It’s a beautiful bond between rider and dragon”, he said solemnly.
“Niece”, called Tyland, as he had felt he had become a sort of furniture. “Were is the Prince, your father?”
“The King wanted to see him as soon as he arrived”, you said simply with a soft smile, you only then noticed you had been talking to the Prince as the other two companions didn't exist
“I’ll walk you to your rooms, I know you have a dinner tonight”, he said.
“It was a pleasure to meet you, your grace”, you said quickly
“We’ll see each other tonight”, he said with a soft smile, he stayed in the throne room while Ser William and your uncle Tyland escorted you back to Maegor’s Holdfast.
“I know you must look for a husband, but the prince is betrothed to the King’s only daughter Helaena”, muttered Tyland, far from being scandalized, he seemed entertained
“I wasn’t… interested”, you defended yourself, although you didn’t even know if you were being truly honest.
“I trust your father told you how things work here at court”, he said, this time his tone was sharper as you walked hastily through the hallways of the Red Keep.
“That I must not trust many, as apparently I have enemies seeking my downfall even though I never set foot in this place, yet seek alliances for my benefit”, you said quickly
“Something of the sort”, he said back, “we have many unwed Princelings and many lords and ladies who are lurking as gators in a lake”
“And we, the princelings, are gazelles or something?”, you teased
“You need to prove yourself a lion”, he said, smiling, “and I'm here to secure your advantageous match, and your happiness”, he said
“With you, my father and Sir William on my side, I am the gator”, you said smiling with confidence.
“Let the games begin”, said Tyland, opening the double doors of your rooms.
the crown prince Jacaerys finds himself falling for his mother's new queensguard.
Jacaerys Velaryon • Masterlist | @sylasthegrim
My dear betrothed | @slaytheusurper
After years of not seeing each other, you are to be wed to your cousin Jace, but can you hold off your desires for each other before the wedding?
I am yours and you are mine, whatever may come | @/slaytheusurper
After your mother Rhaenyra ascended the iron throne you were finally able to wed your betrothed. But with a royal wedding comes a bedding ceremony.
Grief | @jacaerysgf
Plagued by you, Part two, Part three | @/jacaerysgf
Otto doesn't go to Dragonstone you do. And you are faced with a past you never thought you would see again right before the war.
Forbidden | @illyrianbrat
BOUND BY DUTY | @house-strong
THE TORMENT of a life time | @/house-strong
LOVE, PARENTS, and truths | @/house-strong
i love you | @murdocksdaughter
jacaerys finally confesses his feelings at the oddest hour
missing you, kissing me | @/murdocksdaughter
leading up their wedding y/n and jacaerys has had any alone time together
teaching his wife how to fight | @sourcherryandsprinkles
Saving Jacaerys during the battle of the gullet | @/sourcherryandsprinkles
IMAGINE | @/sourcherryandsprinkles
the scene where Ulf disrespects Jace | @/sourcherryandsprinkles
Blessing disguised as a Curse | @asumi2020202
You were Alicent's daughter. Younger than the three, Aegon, Aemond and Helaena but older than Daeron. After returning from Dragonstone, Rhaenyra proposes a marriage pact between her eldest and you. A man your mother had warned you about.
Midnight Battle | @/asumi2020202
The Kingdom was at peace when a small battle began inside the Red Keep. But.. it was not a normal battle.
Crossroads | @hxtd
prince charming does not merely exist within fairytales, though he might be a little more unorthodox than expected.
𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜n | @/hxtd
grieving prince jacaerys needs a distraction from the pain.
𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛, 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛 | @/hxtd
here we stand | @controld3vil
news had broken out that the throne has been usurped. jacerys rides his way to winterfell, the end to the north where he meets cregan stark. and in evidently, you, lady mormont of bear island.
mormont!reader
Cracked | @toms-cherry-trees
No one ever said duty would hurt like this
Something wrong with me | @maidragoste
Jacaerys comforts his wife after she tells him her worries.
Nothing Can Happen | @chloe-skywalker
Jace fall’s in love with Cregon Stark’s twin sister.
the other one | @delulujuls
heart want what it wants, and y/n's heart belong to young prince from dragonstone, not to the future cruel king of westeros.
the right one | @/delulujuls
the hardened and hateful heart of the future king of westeros is no match for the tender and loving heart of the young prince of dragonstone. so it's not difficult to guess whose heart belongs to the young targaryen princess
Saving Face | @hughesmybaby
with what was supposed to be a happy moment in the new chapter of your family with jacaerys, only wounds linger when your mother is unhappy with your child’s appearance.
Overprotective | @imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul
Jace’s overprotective nature begins to grate on the reader’s nerves as the birth of their first child looms closer.
Safe and Sound | @/imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul
Jace comforts the reader after they wake up from a terrible nightmare.
LINGERING IN OUR MEMORIES, PART 2. | @goldsainz
Death does not scare me | @eunoiathewriter
They all thought she was only feeling a bit under the weather, but that soon proved to be wrong. It made Jacaerys realise one thing, the forever he wanted with her would not last long so he had to, one tell her how he felt and secondly do something so he knew they would be forever.
ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴛ | @anatay004
Ever since you were kids, Jacaerys detested you. And, quite honestly, you didn’t know the reason behind his hatred towards you (or cared enough to), until one night you’re betrothed to no other than him.
under the weirwood | @targaryen-jpg
Hunger | @vhagarsback
jacaerys just wants to see all of you, despite your shyness.
Warm | @/vhagarsback
jacaerys finds you, and he will never let anything happen to you.
Not ideal | @starless-starkov
reader is known as daemon’s bastard daughter but jacaerys doesn’t care
Kerosene, part 02, part 03 | @aphroditesmoon
after you find out your family has been orchestrating a plan to use you as a scapegoat to assure your brother's reign. You pledge your allegiance to the black queen and switch alliances as pleaded by your secret lover himself, prince jacaerys velaryon.
Replaceable, part 02, part 03, part 04 | @/aphroditesmoon
After your twin sister decides to run away weeks from her wedding to the prince and heir to the throne, Jacaerys Velaryon, you are left with no choice but to step in her place.
Sweet Nothing | @its-vannah
Question…? | @/its-vannah
Vigilante Sh*t | @/its-vannah
RUEFUL | @januaryembrs
Jace says goodbye to his pregnant wife as he leaves for the North
WHAT ONCE WAS | @urblondiebaby
for the lovers who found a mirrored heart | @enviedear
amid the dance of dragons, queen rhaenyra’s prospects blossom after the discovery of a potential and powerful alliance. she sends her firstborn to enact a plan of union, condemning him to a marriage of duty—or so he believes.
The coronation | @thesongoficeandfir3
The Great War, PART 2, PART 3 | @vividxpages
Jace and you are lovers, but stand on opposite sides of the war, not allowed to see each other anymore. But love always finds a way.
“lay it all on me” | @/vividxpages
With the Queen and your betrothed Jacaerys’ delayed arrival, you are left in charge of the day’s council meeting. When one of the lords starts to speak of a possible bedding ceremony for your upcoming wedding, your thoughts begin to spiral badly…
𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | @flowersforjude
You could not leave him. Not when your very breath was the only thing that kept him tethered to this world
Beacon of Hope | @princessbellecerise
After the war, Jacaerys finally finds his purpose for living again
Court Shenanigans | @/princessbellecerise
Missing their father, your children decide it’s a good idea to interrupt him in the middle of court
Husband Jacaerys | @/princessbellecerise
Headcanons about married life with Jace
Rotten Soil, Rotten Fruit | @/princessbellecerise
You are Alicent Hightower’s pride and joy. Sweet and innocent, you’re the apple of the Queen’s eye more than her own children are. But how will she react when you slip into the hands of her enemies?
Starry Nights | @/princessbellecerise
Jace takes his little family on a night ride when they can’t sleep
Leap of Fate | @idkyetxoxo
A young woman’s daring climb over a wall to escape an arranged union leads to an unexpected encounter with her betrothed himself. What begins as a night of escape becomes the start of an enchanting story of love and destiny.
Family Legacies | @/idkyetxoxo
Amidst the chaos of war, two childbirths unfold. A mother’s potential agony and a new mother’s fear collide, as life and loss intertwine in a moment that will define their family’s legacy forever.
War Between Kin | @bumblesimagines
When Rhaenyra Targaryen takes her throne back, she ensures to take care of the remaining Greens in the Keep. Jacaerys attempts to figure out the whereabouts of the Usurper King Aegon by questioning his younger sister.
Vermax | @spxllcxstxr
Jacaerys takes a servant girl to see Vermax
My King | @creganslover
You find your dear husband sulking in his study.
SPOILS OF WAR | @luvrottt
The war between kin was not long fought; culminating in the bloody battle of kings landing a mere moon after the battle of rooks rest in which Aemond ‘kinslayer’ slew his brother Aegon the usurper. And yet; thousands lay dead, the realm is uneasy— there still lies a dragon in the reach whose motivations are yet to be known. A Queen is in chains, a princess is amidst salt and sea, and another feels a prisoner in her own home enclosed with walls that have both eyes and ears.
Honeyed | @eldrith
“After we heard news of your success in the rebellion, Her Grace was eager to have you sit council with us. She seems to remember you quite fondly.” He says honestly, “She believed we would get along quite well.”
and his will be the song of ice and fire | @ophelieverse
during his first stay at Winterfell,Jace and Y/n got much closer than they should.Now,after knowing the prophecy about the song of ice and fire from his mother,Jace is determined to make it true with the most beautiful lady he had ever seen.
A silver haired girl | @realmsdelght
a visit to a brothel leads to sharing feelings that had been buried deeply within the twins
Summary: You're Niragi's little sister, who Chishiya takes an interest on. In the Borderlands, he starts to fall in love with you but when you return to your previous world and your paths cross, you're complete strangers to each other. Will you remember each other and fall in love a second time?
The train station was nearly empty, the air thick with the hum of fluorescent lights. You sat slumped on the cold bench, staring at the cracked floor tiles beneath your feet. Another job interview had ended in failure, another door slammed shut in your face. The weight of it all bore down on you like a stone.
“You look like someone in need of a little excitement.”
The voice startled you, smooth and polished, like a salesman who’d already closed the deal before you even knew you were buying.
You looked up. A man in a crisp gray suit stood before you, his briefcase in one hand, an oddly familiar smile on his face. It wasn’t just his perfect appearance that unnerved you—it was the way his dark eyes seemed to pin you in place, as if he saw something in you even you didn’t know.
“I’m sorry, what?” you asked, blinking at him.
The man’s smile widened as he sat beside you, placing his briefcase carefully between his polished shoes. “I said, you look like you could use some excitement. Or maybe a second chance.”
You frowned. “Who are you?”
He chuckled, reaching into his pocket and pulling out two brightly colored squares of paper—one red, one blue. “Think of me as… an opportunity,” he said, holding them up. “Do you know how to play ddakji?”
The sight of the paper tiles brought back faint childhood memories—games played on dusty playgrounds, the loud slap of paper against paper. You didn’t answer.
“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten,” he said, his tone almost teasing. He placed the blue tile on the ground and held the red one out to you. “Let me remind you.”
You hesitated, eyeing him warily. “Why? What’s in it for you?”
“Oh, I don’t need anything from you,” he said, leaning back against the bench. “Except maybe… your willingness to play. If you win, I’ll give you 100,000 won. If I win, well…” He paused, his smile sharpening. “You can pay with your body.”
Something in your gut screamed that this was a mistake, that this man was dangerous. But there was a pull to him, an almost magnetic charm that made you want to prove yourself. And the money—100,000 won for a simple game? It felt too easy.
You grabbed the red tile.
“Good,” he said, sitting forward, his eyes gleaming. “Your turn.”
The first round ended quickly. You threw the tile with more force than precision, and it barely grazed the blue square.
“Don’t rush,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “It’s not about power—it’s about control.”
His turn came next. With a quick flick of his wrist, the red tile smacked down hard against the blue one, flipping it instantly. He looked up at you with a grin that was equal parts charming and unnerving.
“That’s one for me,” he said.
Your frustration mounted as the rounds went on. No matter how much you tried to focus, his throws were effortless, precise. You were outmatched, and he knew it.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” you said bitterly after yet another loss.
“Perhaps,” he admitted, leaning back. “But not for the reasons you think.”
That caught you off guard. His gaze lingered on you, softer now, though no less intense. It made your chest tighten, as though he could see every corner of your soul.
“What do you mean?” you asked cautiously.
He smiled again, but this time, it was tinged with something almost… regretful. “You’re fascinating, you know that?”
Your face flushed. “What?”
“You have nothing,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “No money, no job, no prospects. And yet, here you are—fighting, hoping. Most people in your position would have given up by now. But you…” His gaze flicked down to the tile in your hand. “You still want to win.”
His words stung, but there was something else buried in them—a strange kind of admiration.
“Why do you care?” you asked.
He tilted his head, as if considering the question. “Maybe because I see something in you,” he said softly. “Something rare.”
The tension between you hung heavy in the air. For a fleeting moment, you thought you saw something real in his expression, something unguarded.
Then it was gone.
“Last round,” he said, straightening. “Make it count.”
You took a deep breath, focusing all your frustration and determination into the throw. The tile hit the ground with a sharp crack, flipping his blue square over.
You gasped. “I did it.”
He clapped slowly, his smile widening. “Impressive,” he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a crisp 100,000 won bill. He held it out to you, his fingers brushing yours as you took it.
The contact sent a shiver through you. His touch was warm, grounding, but there was something unsettling about the way his gaze lingered.
“What happens now?” you asked, your voice quieter than you intended.
His smile softened, but the gleam in his eyes darkened. “Now,” he said, rising to his feet, “you have a choice.”
“What choice?”
He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. “You can walk away, take the money, and forget this ever happened. Or…” He tilted his head, studying you. “You can play a much bigger game.”
You stared at him, your heart pounding. “What kind of game?”
His smile deepened, and for a moment, he looked almost sad. “A game that could change everything for you,” he said. “But be warned: once you start, there’s no going back.”
The weight of his words settled over you, but before you could respond, he leaned in slightly, his voice barely audible.
“I hope you choose wisely, Y/N.”
And with that, he was gone, his figure disappearing into the shadows of the station.
You sat there for a long time, the red tile still in your hand, the faint imprint of his touch lingering on your skin.
Deep down, you knew that whatever game he was offering, it would cost you more than you could imagine.
a/n: had a bit of fun with this ol' site today. not all of my fics are here yet, and this will be updated as we go. also, I cannot speak as to the accuracy of my choices — if thou doth protest, you're welcome to do so!
Summary: When the finally memory hit, the acknowledge of Eris and Y/N being alive only started a new legacy.
*can be read alone but serves as a sequel with my series Memories fade
Back to beginning
Summary: Y/N wakes up from the dead, overwhelmed by confusion and grief, learning about her miraculous revival and Eris' survival, breaking down in tears as the nurses comfort her. She prepares to reunite with Eris and face their new beginning.
Lock it in
Summary: Y/N and Eris solidify their bond through an intimate meal, leading to a passionate night that deepens their love and connection. In the quiet of their cabin, they find solace and joy in each other's embrace.
Right part
Summary: Eris and Y/N bask in the serene night, discussing their future children under the stars, their love and dreams intertwining in the tranquil embrace of their shared future.
Morning surprise
Summary: Eris and Y/N share an intimate morning, deepening their bond and reflecting on their future together. Afterward, Eris tenderly cares for Y/N, emphasizing the depth of his love and devotion.
Baby Spark
Summary: YN and Eris welcome their newborn son Finna into the world after a long and arduous labor, solidifying their bond and vowing to give him a life filled with love and joy. Despite their hidden existence, their family's strength and unity shine through as they cherish the beginning of their new life together.
Lucky
Summary: Y/N and Eris experience their first night home alone with their newborn son, Finna. As they navigate the challenges of soothing their baby, they share playful moments and deep affection, ultimately finding comfort in each other and the new addition to their family.
Not like him
Summary: Eris juggles his responsibilities as a leader and a new father, struggling with memories of his cruel upbringing. Overwhelmed by self-doubt, he fears becoming like his father, Beron. With the support of his advisor, Borra, Eris finds strength in his bond with his son, Finna, and reaffirms his commitment to his family.
Ace of the aces
Summary: Eris wakes up alone, realizing Y/N has taken their son, Finna, out for the morning. As he starts a fire and picks up a book, he drifts back to sleep. He wakes to Y/N and Finna returning home with a new hunting hound puppy, bringing back memories of his own twelve hounds from childhood.
Little guard
Summary: Eris attempts to put Finna down for a nap, only to have Ace bark in protest, showing his desire to stay close to the baby. Eris and Yn watch with affection as Ace settles into his role as Finna's protector.
An outburst of a spark
Summary: Eris and Y/N discover their son Finna has powerful magic after a dramatic outburst, leaving Eris panicked and uncertain. Together, they resolve to support and guide Finna, reaffirming their bond as a family.
When the stars fall
request: I feel like we NEED to see how do they celebrate starfall as a family! I would die to see Eris with baby Finna trying to make everything perfect for Y/N as she definitely misses starfall with her brother. I feel that Eris would do everything to make it perfect!!!
Baby traitor
Request: I would love to see Finnas first words and I think it would be hilarious if his first words would be the dogs name instead of dada and Eris just loosing his mind lol
Another?
Summary: During a late night adult time a big statement is dropped
The gain of loss
Part 2
Summary: Y/N and Borra venture into Valkyrie ruins to find training scrolls for Finna, only to encounter the Inner Circle and feel a sudden, intense pain in her lower abdomen. Borra quickly winnows them back home, where Y/N faces the unknown cause of her pain, determined to protect her family.
Rest now my love
Summary: Eris cares for a bedridden Y/N, ensuring she rests following their recent loss while balancing the needs of their baby, Finna. Amidst their struggle, they find solace and strength in their unwavering love and support for each other.
Happy 1st spark
Summary: Finna turns one and Eris and Y/N need to make it special
So he did it?
Summary: Y/N returns home after a difficult visit to the healer, burdened by the news of how magical force fields had impacted her pregnancy and her diminished chances of conceiving again. Eris greets her with concern and support, creating a moment of quiet solace as she prepares to confront the heavy truths ahead.
Puppy litter
Summary: Eris discovers that Ace, their loyal hound, has fathered a litter with a pregnant female dog. They decide to name the dog Charlie, and Y/N introduces their one-year-old son, Finna, to their new family member. Despite Finna’s adorable attempts to say Charlie’s name, Ace remains fiercely protective of his new companion, signalling the start of a new chapter for their growing family.
Happy birthday Star
Summary: Y/N's birthday has came upon the household and Eris and his son will do everything to make it perfect
Water Baby
Summary: Eris and Y/N enjoy a perfect day by the lake, playing with Finna
Goodbye
Summary: Y/N struggles with the emotional weight of leaving Eris and Finna for a year of intense training, leading to a tearful and comforting night in Eris's arms.
Loves separation
Summary: Once they are separated the family finally understands its worth
Welcome home
Summary: The family is finally back together
Round two Baby
Summary: Eris and Y/N confront their fears and embrace hope as they learn of Y/N's new pregnancy, vowing to face the challenges ahead together.
here you can find all my existing bots and a short description, i will update this page! 💌
ᯓ aemond targaryen: {14}
(1) — not his children? (niece!user {no dance!au} where they're married and he begins to believe the rumors that she conceived children from jace)
(2) — his beloved niece (niece!user where he proposes to her during dinner in 1x07 episode)
(3) — postwar marriage (niece!user the only surviving child of rhaenyra and daemon, in which he takes care of her and grooms her to build a trusting relationship and marries her when she grows up)
(4) — forbidden feelings (aunt hightower!user and he just being in love with her, but afraid of this)
(5) — after 'the pink dread' (niece!user consoles him after this joke) [platonic]
(6) — in harrenhal (twin-sister wife!user where she pregnant and afraid of that rhaenyra captured king's landing)
(7) — the only queen (lannister-wife!user who wants to be a queen and he does everything for her) [r]
(8) — his strong girl (niece!user after dinner scene when he calls her and her brothers bastards)
(9) — street of silk (niece!user where he finds her there after aegon took her to the street of silk)
(10) — get his attention (baratheon!user that daughter of borros whom he chose as his wife)
(11) — fear of closeness (wife!user {u can choose her house if you like} where he's afraid of s3x because aegon took him to a brothel when he was thirteen)
(12) — war trophy (strong!user who is the legitimate daughter of harwin and aemond takes her to his bed after the capture of harrenhal)
(13) — trying to be a good father (niece!user he cheated on her with alys rivers and after the war he tries to take care of their children)
(14) — father for the first time (niece!user where they become parents for the first time and he worries about whether he will be a good father)
ᯓ aegon ii targaryen: {10}
(1) — king wants to see you in his chambers (niece!user after the 'dance of the dragons' trying to have a child)
(2) — burning body and heart (wife!user stays with him after rooks' rest) [r]
(3) — seeks comfort (wh0re!user he just comes to a brothel and for the first time he is looking not for s3x but for consolation)
(4) — may become a father (aemonds wife!user where aegon becomes a father to her children after news of aemond's affair with alys rivers is revealed)
(5) — takes you to the street of silk (niece!user where he takes her to a brothel to anger rhaenyra)
(6) — newborn (niece!user where they meet their first child)
(7) — his rhaenys (sister!user who was going to become a septa, but he wants to take her as his second wife because he always wanted only her)
(8) — after usurpation (niece!user where he visits her with their son after the usurpation) [r]
(9) — blood & cheese (niece!user comes to his chambers with their daughter after the murder and finds him in bed with her lady-in-waiting)
(10) — different twins (twin-sister-wife!user where they are complete opposites but he wants to find a common language with her) [r]
ᯓ daemon targaryen: {6}
(1) — won't allow it (sister!user where she is engaged to viserys, and daemon takes her to a brothel to tarnish her honor and take her as his wife)
(2) — teacher's pet (stepdaughter!user where he no longer finds rhaenyra interesting or attractive, and his attention shifts entirely to her eldest daughter) [r]
(3) — he regrets it (niece!user who accidentally became pregnant by him, but to hide it she was married to otto hightower)
(4) — late visit (hightower!user which otto sends to the daemon after laena's death so that she can console him)
(5) — obvious things (sister!user who is married to viserys, but her children are actually from daemon and they keep it a secret) [r]
(6) — queen wants to see the newborn (sister!user where hey meet their child and alicent wants to see him) [r]
ᯓ jacaerys velaryon: {2}
(1) — solace (sister!user where they both find solace in each other after luke's death)
(2) — one of those dragon seeds (bastard!user where he's just still grumbling about bastards riding dragons)
ᯓ rhaenyra targaryen: {2}
(1) — she likes you more than your husband (harwins wife!user who has an affair with rhaenyra) [wlw]
(2) — something she will never forgive herself for (daughter!user who is aegon's wife and lost her child during blood & cheese and rhaenyra tries to comfort her after all that) [platonic]
ᯓ alicent hightower: {1}
(1) — her only child (daughter!user who looks exactly like her, and alicent has the strongest connection with her) [platonic]
ᯓ daeron targaryen: {1}
(1) — reunion (sister!user where they are reunited on the battlefield after a long separation) [r]
ᯓ helaena targaryen: {1}
(1) — doesn't want to fly into battle (lannister!user calms her down after aemond's attack) [r, wlw]
my requests are still open and i am happy to receive them ⭑.ᐟ
i didn't leave any links, but again you can find my profile and all these bots there! and if you need a specific link send me a message!
aegon x twin-sister-wife!user where they are married and have never been close, but he really wants to get closer to her, but doesn't know how because they are very different! (request)
daemon x sister!user where she is married to viserys, but secretly has an affair with daemon and her children are actually his! (request)
aemond x wife!user where it's an arranged marriage, but he's very worried before the wedding night because of the fear he got at thirteen when aegon took him to a brothel!
i want to say thank you for the kind words and support that you send me along with the requests! my requests are still open so if you have interesting ideas and wishes, i will be glad to see them! 💌💌
OC fics:
Poisoned Tears and Scorched Tongues Series ⇾ Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, read the rest of the chapters here!!
Look of Love 💕
Reader Inserts:
But Darling (I'd Still Die For You)
The Prince and His Musician 💕
Tourney Injuries and a Proposal
Study Sessions
You Know Other Men??🔥 💕
Fantasies and Restraint🔥
Spy!Aemond Headcanons
The Despair of a Dragon's Wife💕
Liquid Lust🔥
Sub!Aemond🔥
Y/N's Birthday🔥
The Prince's Chambers🔥
Think I'm Gonna Call it Off ⇾ Cregan Stark X Reader X Aemond
When the Night Turns
From Dragon Shores🔥
Multichapter:
The Scar on Your Palm (and the One on Mine)💕 Pt 2💕
The Innocent's Folly Masterlist (Finished!)
The Trial of Tributes Masterlist (Finished/find on AO3)
Hold My Heart (Between Your Teeth) ⇾ Masterlist (on hiatus)
Reader Inserts:
Perils of Kindness and Lust🔥 Pt 2🔥
The Maester's Assistant 💕
Angel in the Marketplace 🔥💕
A Maid's Obsession 🔥
Multi Characters:
Apprentice!reader ⇾ Masterlist
Bowling with the Modern!Targs HC
Arcade Games with the Modern!Targ boys HC
Sex Pollen with the Targ Boys🔥
Turn of the Tide, Call of the Sea ⇾ Masterlist (on hiatus)
The Dowager Queen ⇾ Preview, series masterlist💕
Orange Blossoms (Alicent x Criston) Ch 2, Ch 3 (find more on my AO3)
Vervain and Wolfsbane - Vamp AU ⇾ Ch 1, Ch 2 (find more on my AO3)
