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chosen!reader with her daughter (aerions only girl)
GIRLMOM READER WAKE IT UP!!!!!
Omg this is so cute
Just imagining ‘a boy would be the son of Aerion, but you will be mine’ 🥹🥹
(Also loving the idea of chosen!reader wanting to name her daughter Rhaenyra since Aerion insists on naming a song Maegor)
part ten of chosen when queen 👑
I really am hoping tomorrow but also here’s another sneak peek for the wait
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You hear him laugh. A long, elated laugh. “I am going skin you alive, you stupid whore-”
You slam the branch down against his head. You scream as you do so.
Aerion catches your wrist, yanking you down and knocking you off your feet. It does not make you stop. You grab his hand, and bite his wrist once more, as hard as you can. When he rips it away, you raise the branch as high as you could and bring it down on his head.
You want him dead. You hit him again. You want him dead. And again. You want him dead and gone and burning in hell-
“Lady (Y/N)!”
The scream was so loud that your whole body jolts, your heart sinking to your stomach.
“Get off of him now!”
You flinch so violently the tree branch drops from your hands. You fly to your feet and whip around.
Ser Donnel of Duskendale stands with a face red with anger. “Get away from him, you stupid girl!”
Your body quivers as you grip onto your dress, patting yourself down and making sure you are not exposed. “Ser-Ser Donnel-”
“Step away from the Prince!”
You take fast steps away from your husband.
Aerion had been right, your screaming had eventually drawn a crowd. There are more than a dozen guards near the entrance of the courtyard now, Ser Donnel’s harsh command the only thing keeping them from entering.
Your body stays tense with panic, but a different kind now. You are no longer fearing for your safety, you are fearing your punishment.
They are going to punish you for this. Oh god, they were going to hurt you for this. You wanted to burst into tears.
“H-He was-” You gulped. “He was-”
“Quiet, woman!” Ser Donnel hollers at you. He kneels in front of your husband. “Prince Aerion, do you require a maester?”
A lazy smile formed on his face. “Not as much as I require my dagger. Hand it to me so that I am able to slice that bitch’s throat open.”
Sneak peak of Good Girl Part II
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As Ormund greets you and Daeron in his study, you are grateful he does not notice the wetness of your hair. He would scold you for it.
You hated his scolding.
But you loved his smiling.
And right now, he smiled at you.
He smiled, and held out your seat for the table, and placed his hands on your shoulders to ask, “Did you have fun at the market today?”
“Yes,” you beam. “Very much so.”
“Daeron accompanied you the entire time?” Ormund asks, taking his seat.
“Yes, my Lord. He and the guards.”
“I allowed her privacy in the dress store, of course,” Daeron spoke up. “So that there would be no immodesty during her measurements.”
Ormund smiles at him. “Good.” His eyes find you again. You could melt under the pride his smile gives you. “I will inspect the dresses first.” He makes a gestur towards the serving boy, and two boxes are placed in front of him.
A pleased hum leaves his lips as he opens the first box and spies the emerald colors. He lifts the top of the dress, his fingers smoothing over the collar line. “Buttons to the neck,” he says with approval. “Does the dress fall to your ankles?”
“Past,” you tell him. “It nearly touches the floor.”
Again, he is satisfied.
The smallest frown catches him when he spots the ties on the back. “Is this meant to be as tight as a corset?”
“No,” you quickly say. “Not at all.”
“The dress should be loose enough that it only touches the small of your back when you are sitting.”
“It is not meant to be tight, I assure you. It is more a…ribbon. For decoration.”
“The ribbon will be removed and replaced with buttons,” he says to the serving big beside him. He nods and takes the first dress away. Opening the second, his face is less impressed. “Burgundy?”
Your confidence wavers. “I thought it pretty.”
“It is a bit bright.”
Your eyes dash to Daeron. “I asked for the darkest shade of red.”
“Next time, continue with emerald only,” he tells you.
A quick nod. “Yes, my Lord.”
He sighs as he inspects it. “But I gave you power over your choice. And you excelled in every other aspect.”
“Thank you, my Lord.”
“The material is a bit thin,” he tells you. You will wear two slip dresses with this gown.”
Another obedient, “Yes, my Lord.”
13 year old Aerion when he saw Chosen!Reader slap the shit out of Daeron and then refuse to apologize for it
He loves that she hates people 😭😭
Also finally have time to go through anons later today!! I miss talking to yall!
omg i have been reading chosen since the first chapter came out and it is such a masterpiece you truly are an amazing writer . but chapter ten??? . YOU ARE TRANSCENDING THE GAMEEEEEEEEE . the ending was soooo fucking good i had to reread it bc i thinking why is aerion not following her only to realise hes beating tf out of ser thenty!!!! that is serious shock factor. you are FAB!!!! its so refreshing to see aerion written true to his character but also with strong resillient stubborn reader . love love love
Thank you 💕💕💕🤞🤞🫶🫶
And baby he’s doing a lot more then beating tf out of Ser Thenty that man is getting skinned 😭😭
OMG, THE LAST CHAPTER OF CHOSEN WAS THE BEST!!!! 😽 I WON’T BE ABLE TO GET ON WITH MY DAY WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT, READER WE DESPERATELY NEED THE TRIAL OF THE 7 TO HAPPEN SO THAT AERION GETS WHAT SHE DESERVES
I HOPE TO UPDATE NEXT WEEK
But also next chapter starts with reader being taken to a room with Maekar, Baelor, Valarr, and others to discuss what happened at the feast and when Aerion is brought in by guards the first thing he does is bitch slap tf out of reader 😭😭
is it possible if we can be blessed with a snip of the next chapter? pretty pls
“Your husband-” Duncan hesitates, as if scared to bring the topic up at all. “Does he know you are here?”
“No.”
“Are you…anxious to get back to him?”
“I never am.”
“Why not?”
As you stare at his dejected expression, you find yourself suddenly admitting, “I do not care for my husband.”
Duncan blinked. “What?”
“I do not wish to return to him yet, because I do not care for him.”
It was odd, but this seemed to be the first time you had fully said it out loud.
“…Why?”
“He is cruel,” you whisper. “And he has a heavy hand that he does not spare me from.”
Whats the kindest thing aerion has ever thought about his wife
He genuinely thinks she is the only woman worth his time. The only girl he thinks has value over being a bedwarmer.
He’s forcing her everywhere now bc he genuinely has a better time with her around.
