Rhaena Targaryen Marrying A Hightower Must Have Had Daemon Screaming

Rhaena Targaryen marrying a Hightower must have had Daemon screaming

Aegon the Third when he thinks about Jaehaera:

Good Luck Charlie AU Rhaenicent

Jace Targaryen was one of the eldest siblings of his two moms and when he found out they would be having yet another child he was both excited and nervous. His baby brother, Egg, would have to navigate life through their crazy family so as any good brother would do he started creating video diaries to give him advice for the future.

For the Disney Channel fans. Also, Aegon is 100% PJ, and Jace is confused as to why Luke has a weird beef with their older neighbor

I'm watching GOT for the first time and I’m not going to lie, everyone calling Jaime a Kingslayer as an insult is like okay and??? He did y'all a solid like I know for a fact nobody was Team Aerys so everyone here is fake af by pretending they weren't cheering when he dropped dead in front of the throne

Memes Based on my Fic "A Targaryen Type of Madness" Part 4

Spoilers if you haven’t read

My favorite moments/quotes from each part of “A Targaryen Type of Madness”

To Celebrate the New Year since I wrote this fic in February/March of 2023 and as my first published fic I’m showing quotes from every chapter

Rhaenyra scoffed. “You believe everything he says, even when you know it is not the truth. He has you wrapped around his finger and you don’t see it.” The princess sneered at her with the last remark.

Alicent’s face fell. Slowly, her gaze turned more hateful and her eyes glared at the girl.

“I could say the same about you and Dameon.” (Part 1)

It was her gender. She lost her mother because of her gender. She lost her choice to marry who she wanted because of her gender. She lost her throne in Westeros because of her gender. Now even across the Narrow Sea in Pentos, she could not weld a sword because of her gender. She wanted to curse the Gods. They had given her so much but always made it out of reach. They had created her to fail in all her endeavors and she hated them for it. (Part 2)

Rhaenyra was born into this world where men ruled. The players have always been who move the pawns. Her father and Daemon were the most powerful men in this game of thrones. To get her throne she will have to play and play she will. (Part 3)

As she softly tread the keep, she came upon a familiar door. She twisted the knob and walked inside. Her breath was taken away when her eyes landed on the Weirwood tree. Suddenly she was thrown into her girlhood, where she and Rhaneyra were friends. Memories flooded back of them giggling over gossip, sharing lemon cakes, and reading to each other. Alicent was a woman grown. She had been married and bore a child, her innocence was long gone. Yet, as she stood there in the Godswood, she almost felt it was possible to have happy and innocent dreams of a better future. (Part 4)

While she helped him, she noticed his gaze on her. A smile plastered on his peeling face.

“You’ve grown so tall. Taller than me”, he chuckled but it came out more like a ragged breath.

“You look so beautiful. Just like your mother”, his eyes wavered.

Rhaenyra’s mouth was dry and she did not attempt to speak. (Part 5)

He let out a sudden ragged breath. He pulled away. His eyes shifted down in the darkness where a dagger with a glowing gem rested in his heart.

His face warped into disbelief.

Rhaneyra’s face was cold. “After everything, you believed I would fall into your arms?” (Part 6)

“If your father had never fallen ill during your time away would you have… taken care of him yourself?”

Rhaenyra’s eyes turned cold. Her mouth fell into a deep frown. Silence suffocated the room. A warning hung in the air. Treason if it were said out loud. Still, Mysaria’s thin lips morphed into a sly smile.

“Very well, My Queen. Then we are lucky an illness got to him first.” (Part 7)

“She is a Tully in everything but name. He wants her to have that name, very much.” (Part 8)

I had a son in my previous marriage. He died when he was two. After him, I didn’t want any more children, I only wanted my son back. When they told me I was with child again, all I could think about was my son. I didn’t want to risk it. I didn’t want to have another child only for them to be taken away again. (Part 9)

“You play the role so perfectly a true actress of your craft, no matter what happens you are always a chess piece, moved from place to place by whoever gets their hands on your first. Your father and now Rhaenyra. If you are playing this game of thrones you are exceptional. I always thought you were, I assumed you were clever and cunning. But now I see you are just a fool who is played by those around you and you happen to be lucky that the ones controlling you are better players of the game.” (Part 10)

Then he spoke in a whisper, “Joffrey. Could you name him Joffrey? I thought if I ever had a son, I would have named him that. No child of mine is taking the name anytime soon. So would it be alright if you named him Joffrey?” (Part 11)

His stern expression didn’t waver. “The blood of the dragon runs thick, for every couple of decent Targaryens, there is always one that is wrong. Aegon was strong, Aenys was passive, Maegor was cruel, Jaehaerys was wise, and Viserys was peaceful. What will your wife be? For your sake, I hope she doesn’t finish the pattern.” (Part 12)

“They are my nephews, Cole and as a knight, I have a duty to protect royal blood.”

“Then it’s a good thing.”

“What?”

“That no royal blood was spilled today.”

Silence filled the training yard.

Harwin spoke in a hushed voice. “What did you say?”

Cole smiled mockingly. “The Queen likes to entertain many lords that come to visit does she not?”

Harwin stared at him. His eyes flashed for a moment.

“I hear she’s especially fond of Ser Laenor Velaryon”, Cole glanced at Lenora’s sons. “At least he was good for something.” (Part 13)

Alicent stared down at Mysaria with dark eyes. “Until victory comes on the back of a dragon, the Queen will watch over the kingdom for the time being.” (Part 14)

Seasmoke seemed distressed. He would shift uncomfortably against the chains holding him. He began making short but repetitive calls, all toward the tent. It all culminated in a harrowing screech. Rhaneyra and the men in the camp flinched at the high-pitched call. The dragon extended his neck as far as possible but he could not break free from them.

At that moment, Corlys exited the tent. His eyes seemed red and sunken. He held his sword with trembling hands.

Rhaenyra’s stomach dropped. The gray dragon lowered his head in despair, a wail rumbling out of his mouth.

Laenor Velayron was dead. (Part 15)

“I have lost my one and only son”, Corlys snapped. “In a war, he did not even wish to join. All to win the land you wanted. I, more than anyone here have followed my orders. You speak of sacrifice but I am the one losing everything. We could go over the lost ships, rations, supplies, men, and wealth I have sacrificed during these months for hours. But all of that is but a drop of rain to me. I lost my son. His life is something I can never replace. No matter how many drops of rain, it will never make up the sea that Laenor made up.” (Part 15 Continued)

“I wanted them dead. All of them not just the ones at the camp but all of them in the Stepstones. That is why I left. An objective that I succeeded in. I let Syrax have her share of fire and blood. After I killed them like the rats they were, we would have never had to worry about them again.” Rhaenyra then turned to Corlys. “Had you not run away like a coward with your tail in between your legs.” (Part 16)

Gwayne ceased his stroll. Slowly he looked over at her. “I think you should leave King’s Landing. You are not safe here, Alicent. Your children are not safe here. Father wants you to stay here and build your influence for House Hightower while training Aegon to be king. I don’t care about that, Father be damned. I heard you were in the small council when she screamed at them, I am worried that her anger will turn to you in time if this is the path she continues. You know what your wife did in the Stepstones. You know the cruelty she is capable of showing to those she sees as enemies. This is leaving out the fact that there are factions growing, two of which don’t want your children on the throne. Or that White Worm Mysaria who you told Father was dangerous if left to her own devices.”

He held her shoulders. “Alicent it is not worth the risk. King’s Landing is no longer safe. I’d rather earn father’s ire than a dead sister.” (Part 17)

Daemon shook his head. “You and I are similar but you clearly don’t know one vital lesson that I do, dear niece. Power is easy to grab, keeping it in your grasp is the difficult part. And your power is slipping from your fingers.” (Part 18)

This was what he had waited for. All his life. It was better than he could have dreamed.

Aemond screamed out into the empty sky his joy. Vhagar sensed her rider’s emotions and roared into the night.

Aemond covered his mouth in surprise but eventually started laughing.

He stroked Vhagar’s green scales. A beaming smile on his features. He had never known he would feel such a way. He had a bond with a dragon. Vhagar was now a part of him and he a part of her. Aemond was happy. Everything was right now. (Part 19)

“They will never see you the same. They will see you as a monster”, Rhaenyra said.

“I’m not the only monster here.” (Part 19 Continued)

“Well then let’s be perfectly straight with each other, you while in small part, orchestrated this whole plan to turn them against each other and now the boy has lost an eye. While it backfired marvelously, you now have another problem, the boy claimed Vhagar . That dragon has seen wars you could never imagine and will devour your dragon without much of a fight. You are the playing this game but he now has the biggest card on the table, what will you do about it?” (Part 20)

This was the creature that had killed her family. Yet, Lenora could not find malice behind the dragon’s eyes. She doubted there was a mean spirit in the dragon.

She glanced at the piece of glass. “I don’t blame you, Syrax”, she whispered.

The she-dragon tilted her head, likely unsure of what Lenora was speaking. (Part 21)

“That girl is dead. She died when she ripped from her blue gowns and forced to dress like a woman grown. She died when she was married to a man who did not love her. She died when her first child grew sick and never opened his eyes. I have been walking this Earth as a corpse since I was ten and five. Just when I thought I could not die any further, you stab my corpse even more. I can never stay dead. You reignite my hope every time then kill me again. When will you let me rest in my tomb?” (Part 22)

Aemond squeezed her hand, slightly. “I was visiting Vhagar. I didn’t ride her, just went to see her. I like to sit beside her and stay there.”

Dyanna rubbed his hand with her thumb.

“She’s my only friend”, he admitted. (Part 23)

“Otto Hightower did not work alone, he admitted as much when he said Hobert was aware of his proposal. I need you to bring the body back for burial. Once they see it, they’ll know of the warning it carries. We cut off the head of the snake but the body can still move after it is dead. I want you to remind them I can crush the rest of it if I wish.”

“And if they ask for his head?” Mysaria inquired.

“Tell them they can see it if they wish, on a spike above the Red Keep.” (Part 24)

Lenora walked to the window. She stared at the rain outside. “If we do this, there is no going back”, she said softly. “Succeed or fail, we will be seen as traitors to the realm.”

“I know”, Alicent said solemnly.

“You know the price traitors pay?” Lenora asked her.

“I do”, Alicent stated. (Part 25)

Rhaenyra gave a lopsided smile while lying on her lap. “I want to fly with you on dragonback, see the great wonders of the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake.”

She had once wanted to do that. Alicent dreamed of living that fantasy. Now she would do it, but not with Rhaenyra. (Part 25 Continued)

She gritted her teeth and screamed. Rage and betrayal filled her being. She collapsed on her knees still screaming out.

Somewhere in the distance, Syrax roared. The dragon feeling her rider’s anger as well. She had tried being the Queen of her dreams, now she would be the Queen they deserved. (Part 26)