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Fire & Stone | Valeria & Daenerys
Valeria never thought she would be promoted to Lady Arryn. That much was for sure, she had lived her life knowing that she was a bastard and that she wouldn’t have to be confined to a role as a Lady of a noble house. Her father was so proud of her that he wanted to legitimize her. What she especially didn’t expect is her to have an arranged marriage, to Daenerys Targaryen no less. Two women in an arranged marriage? It was unheard of, why wasn’t Robin betrothed to her instead?
Apparently she was suited for the position.
Her long, dark hair and pale skin, a perfect example of a child of the Vale, was in stark contrast to the silver hair of Daenerys. All of Valeria’s years of training in Dorne and Essos couldn’t have prepared her for this. Maybe that’s why she was chosen. Not only as a wife to the Targaryen Queen, but as a partner, but as a military battle strategist, trained warrior, fluent in High Valyrian. Approaching the Dragon Queen, her stone eyes locked with her violet ones. The ceremony took place on Dragonstone, and now they were alone. They had barely talked at all, it all happened so quickly. Sighing, she walked over to the table in the middle of the room where there was a hot pot of tea.
“ Would...um- would you like some tea, Your Grace? ”














