The Youngest Of The Four, PRINCESS VISERRA, Had A Will Of Her Own As Well, But She Never Screamed And

The youngest of the four, PRINCESS VISERRA, had a will of her own as well, but she never screamed and certainly never cried. Sly was one word used to describe her. Vain was another. Viserra was beautiful, all men agreed, blessed with the deep purple eyes and silver-gold hair of a true Targaryen, with flawless white skin, fine features, and a grace that was somehow eerie and unsettling in one so young. When one stammering young squire told her she was a goddess, she agreed.

If the princess was intent on marrying her brother, the queen was equally determined to prevent it. Her answer was Lord Manderly and White Harbor. “Theomore is a good man,” Alysanne told her daughter, “a wise man, with a kind heart and a good head on his shoulders. His people love him.” The princess was not persuaded. “If you like him so much, Mother, you should marry him,” she said.

Laughter rang through the night and spirits were high until the racers reached the foot of Aegon’s High Hill, where Viserra’s palfrey collided with one of her companions. The knight’s mare lost her footing and fell, breaking his leg beneath her. The princess was thrown from the saddle headfirst into a wall. Her neck was broken.

HOUSE TYRELL OF HIGHGARDEN is one of the Great Houses of the Seven Kingdoms, being Lords Paramount of the Mander and the liege lords of the Reach. A large, wealthy house, its wealth is only surpassed among the Great Houses by House Lannister, and the Tyrells can field the greatest armies. Additionally, if they call the ships of the Redwyne fleet, the lords of the Shield Islands, and the coastal lords, they can command a navy that equals if not surpasses the royal fleet of King’s Landing.

♛ 𝐻𝒪𝒰𝒮𝐸𝒮 𝒪𝐹 𝒲𝐸𝒮𝒯𝐸𝑅𝒪𝒮

《DAY 6 》 ●DAENERYS & VISERYS●

“We will have it all back someday, sweet sister… all they have taken from us, we will have it back.” Viserys lived for that day. All that Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.

a song of fashion | house stark

Here in the south, they say you are all made of ice, and melt when you ride below the Neck.

a song of fashion | house targaryen

Like their dragons the Targaryens answered to neither gods nor men.

In the Seven Kingdoms, tradition holds that the victor in a tourney may select any woman present and name her the queen of love and beauty, crowning her with a wreath of flowers and dedicating his victory to her.