#rhaegor

[prophetic-contradictory]

With the power bestowed upon me by caffeine and the economic crisis, I shall propagate the Maekar/ Rhaenyra and Maegor/ Rhaenyra tags!

Behold, my newest fic!!

The Backstory, The Letter, and The Gall of This Woman (768 words) by prophetic_contradictory Chapters: 1/4 (may changed to 5 or 6) Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, House of the Dragon (TV), A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Daemon Targaryen & Rhaenyra Targaryen, Maekar I Targaryen/Rhaenyra Targaryen, Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen/Rhaenyra Targaryen, Maegor I Targaryen/Rhaenyra Targaryen, Maekar I Targaryen & Rhaenyra Targaryen, Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen & Rhaenyra Targaryen, Maegor I Targaryen & Rhaenyra Targaryen, Harwin Strong & Rhaenyra Targaryen, Rhaenyra Targaryen & Laena Velaryon (Daughter of Corlys) & Laenor Velaryon, Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen & Maekar I Targaryen, Alicent Hightower/Viserys I Targaryen Characters: Rhaenyra Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, Viserys I Targaryen, Alicent Hightower, Otto Hightower, Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen, Maekar I Targaryen, Maegor I Targaryen, Harwin Strong, Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon, Laena Velaryon (Daughter of Corlys), Laenor Velaryon, Aemon Targaryen (Son of Jaehaerys I), Jocelyn Baratheon, Shiera Seastar, Brynden "Bloodraven" Rivers Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Hurt/Comfort, Revenge, Weddings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Cheating, Open Relationships, Implied Sexual Content, Older Man/Younger Woman, No Targcest | Targaryen Incest (A Song of Ice and Fire), Politically savvy Rhaenyra Summary:

Let me try again: I need your help. Something came up, and I thought I could’ve walked away from it. But my heart’s not that noble, and I’ve learned that pettiness runs in my veins. So, no—This isn’t about burying bodies. Unfortunately. I’m thinking of causing PR madness for the entirety of the Targaryen blood. For that level of chaos, however, I would need the help of my knights in shining armour <3 If you’ve read this far and still not tempted, let me simplify it: Would you help me fuck over the Hightowers and make some money? I promise that the Crown has enough to spare. I do intend to let goodwill flow throughout the Seven Kingdoms and then some ;)

OR   Her mother died, leaving her with an absent father and a friend who wanted to fill the void. One year later, Rhaenyra of the Red Keep was well prepared for the Great Spring Cleaning.

A story told in three parts of a chaotic Targaryen era borne out of death, birth, and a destination wedding.

[toilandtroubled]

𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀

Gift for my idol @samwilsonns

[ktwrites]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 6/7 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maegor I Targaryen/Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Aenys I) Characters: Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Aenys I), Alysanne Targaryen, Maegor I Targaryen, Aerea Targaryen, Visenya Targaryen (Sister of Aegon I) Additional Tags: Incest, Uncle/Niece Incest, Dubious Consent, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Rhaena would do just about anything to protect her little sister, Maegor didn't marry any of those other women, Rhaena still loves ladies, Smut, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Pregnancy, Rhaena is smarter than Maegor, Angst Summary:

Maegor only took two wives...To keep the bloodline pure- and the fragile dynasty from crumbling- he married his nieces Rhaena and Alysanne, but Rhaena will stop at nothing to keep her sister safe- even if it means sacrificing her own happiness. AU-Canon Divergence.

Excerpt:

“I see. I would’ve thought His Grace would want your child to be born on Dragonstone.” 

“As did I,” Rhaena replied, smoothing her hand over her belly as she eased herself down into a chair. “But he was concerned about us traveling in the unpredictable Winter weather. Aegon will be born here in King’s Landing, a city built up by his namesake, in a Red Keep finished by his father. Our next son can be born at Dragonstone.” 

“Your next son?” Alysanne asked. 

“Or daughter, I suppose. Although, of course, Maegor already speaks as if having two boys will be a certainty.”

“It’s not about that. I’m just…surprised to hear you speaking of having more children with the King so soon.” 

“Why are you surprised?” 

It seemed logical enough to Rhaena. She was the Queen and her duty was to bear the King's children. They would make their dynasty strong through alliances with the other great houses of Westeros. 

“Your closeness with the King surprises and vexes me.” 

“Alysanne,” she sighed, shaking her head. “I’ve told you before that not everything is what it seems to be.” 

“Isn’t it? You started this game as you called it, but sometimes I think you rather like the attention you receive from the King. When once you endured his presence, now you seek out his company.” 

“I didn’t ask you here for a lecture.” 

“He shares your bed even now,” Alysanne continued. “Everyone around the court speaks about it and it is becoming increasingly clear that the King is in love with you.” 

“Good. Let them speak about it. Maegor is not in love with me. He’s not capable of loving anyone. He lusts after me. Nothing more.” 

“Is that what you have to tell yourself? Have you truly become so blind in these last few months? I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Rhaena. He has the look of a man in love.” 

“And what would you know of love?” Rhaena tossed back, her temper beginning to flare with each accusation. “You’re little more than a child.” 

“Just because I’m young does not mean I’m ignorant. The King is in love with you and many a times you look and act as if you are in love with him.” 

“You have no idea who I have loved and what I have lost and sacrificed for this family. Everything I’ve done I’ve done for-.” 

“Me,” Alysanne finished. “I know. You’ve told me.” 

“Not just for you. For my son. For my daughters. For this Kingdom. You’re the one who told me we would raise him to be a good and kind prince, didn’t you? That we would make him a good King. Why should we wait?” 

“What are you saying?” 

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[ktwrites]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/8 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maegor I Targaryen/Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Aenys I) Characters: Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Aenys I), Alysanne Targaryen, Maegor I Targaryen, Aerea Targaryen, Visenya Targaryen (Sister of Aegon I) Additional Tags: Incest, Uncle/Niece Incest, Dubious Consent, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Rhaena would do just about anything to protect her little sister, Maegor didn't marry any of those other women, Rhaena still loves ladies, Smut, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Pregnancy, Rhaena is smarter than Maegor, Angst Summary:

Maegor only took two wives...To keep the bloodline pure- and the fragile dynasty from crumbling- he married his nieces Rhaena and Alysanne, but Rhaena will stop at nothing to keep her sister safe- even if it means sacrificing her own happiness. AU-Canon Divergence.

Excerpt: 

“Why did your mother need to speak to you privately?” Rhaena asked. 

She and Maegor were sitting on top of her bed; her facing away from him in between his legs while he insisted on massaging the persistent and ever-present ache that had settled into her lower back the last few months. 

“I told you.” 

Indeed he had. While they supped together that evening with her girls and Alysanne, Rhaena had pressed the matter then as the Dowager Queen was not in attendance. Maegor had shifted in his seat and told her that Visenya warned him of small pockets of the Faith Militant infiltrating King’s Landing. 

“You did. But that hardly seems like a private matter.” 

“You know my Mother. She wants- and needs- to feel like she is the only one with such information. It helps her feel important even if her influence is…diminished.” 

She hissed as his knuckle pressed into the tender knot in her back and she dug her nails into his thigh. She would have drawn blood if not for the fabric of his pants. 

“Sorry,” he apologized, soothing the area more lightly with his thumb. 

“Don’t be. It does feel good,” she replied as her head lulled forward. 

“You were uncomfortable at the small council meeting, I could tell. You could barely sit still.” 

“I hope I wasn’t too much of a distraction.” 

“No more than you usually are,” Maegor said. He dropped a kiss to her warm skin just above the neckline of her nightgown. 

“I daresay that might’ve been my last small council meeting for a time.”

Rhaena reached back and brought his hands around to rest on her belly as she leaned into him. 

“Truly?” 

“Mmmhmm,” she hummed, covering his hands with her own. “I think he’s dropped.” 

“Dropped?” he asked and Rhaena noted the hint of alarm in his voice. 

“Nothing to worry about now. It’s a way of saying he’s turning or positioning himself to be born.” 

“Oh.” 

His arms tightened around her ever so slightly and he rested his chin upon her shoulder. It was a small gesture but one she admittedly took comfort in. Try as she might to alleviate his uncertainty and fear, she wrestled with her own. Yes- as she had told him- she had been through this before with the twins, but every birth was different and even the most hale and hearty of women had lost their lives to the birthing bed. 

“Are you staying?” 

“Must you always ask?” 

“You say that as if there wasn’t a time when you would just grunt and roll over when you were finished with me,” Rhaena laughed.

“And a time when you were well and glad to be gone from me. I thought we were well past that.”  

“We are.” 

Maegor was quiet for a long moment before lifted his chin from her shoulder and pressed his lips against her hair. 

“I know I hurt you, Rhaena. Every time I touch you, even now, I think of the pain I know I’ve caused you and I hate myself for it. You need to know that.” 

“I know it,” she replied in a voice barely above a whisper. It was the closest he had ever come to apologizing to her- to admitting that something he did was wrong. “You’re not the man that you were, Maegor.” 

“I’m not,” he insisted. “Nor do I want to be. But I didn’t know I could be anything else, I didn’t know how to be anything else until you-.” 

“Shhh,” Rhaena hushed him, turning enough to wrap her arms around him and allow him to gather her close. “Enough now. Let the past die. The birth of our son will usher in a new era of your reign. I’m certain of it.”

“A golden era for the Targaryen dynasty,” Maegor agreed. “With you by my side.”  

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