#lucerys x reader

[fromforeigntofamiliarity]

Hell Hath No Fury | Aemond Targaryen | Two

Requested: yes

Summary: Aemond learns things have changed since he’s been away. (Part One)

Warning: emotional affair, BAD WRITING!

When Aemond made it to the dining room you and Beth had already entered.

"This is Armon," You smiled while handing the babe to Luce before taking the other babe from Beth. "And this is Aemon." The two of you held the babies side by side smiling down at them.

"Well we certainly didn't plan for two." Lucerys says looking between you and the babies. "I wish I could have been there for you."

"you have been there Luce, we never could have predicted the exact time when the babies would come or the fact that there would be two." You assured him as he walked you towards the table. Pulling our a chair for Luce didn't hesitate to take the one next to you.

Aemond looked on as you two talked animatedly about the babies with the rest of the family.

"Hmm." looking away and walking to the opposite side of the table to the seat he assumed Luce once occupied.

***

The next morning Aemond woke in the library, he had fled there after the meal in order to take is mind off what you had said before. There was no way that you knew about Alys, how could you? if not then what did you mean by that? Maybe he misheard you, yes. he had misheard you.

"Though it seems you have grown quite fond of strong bastards as of late."

"Though it seems I have grown quite fond of strong bastards as of late."

Of course! of course that has to be it, you did seem overly fond of the 'Velarian' boy."

Walking through the halls Aemond comes across the Godswood, where he hears the familiar sound of your laughter.

A blanket laid out on the grass he sees you and Lucerys once again, with each of you cradling one of his children.

"Wife, here you are." He announced as he approached the small group. "You must have begun the day quite early, I could not find you in our chambers."

"Yes, Lucerys was just too excited for the boys to meet Arrax, so we all took a little trip to the dragon pits before we came to have our picnic."

"We spent quite some time here before the twins were born, it always seemed to calm them whenever they decided to kick up a storm." Luce informed his uncle.

'Hmm, Well mayhaps you would not mind another trip the the dragon pits so that my sons would meet Vhagar while we choose two eggs from the clutch that was just laid." Aemond suggests with a small smile.

It had always been important to you for the your children to be dragon riders or swordsmen or scholars, because Aemond could spend time with them as these were all things that he enjoyed. You two had talked endlessly about these things, choosing eggs for your children, Aemond being the one that would teach them to handle a sword, reading to them every night about the history of their great house.

"Actually Lucerys has done us the honor of choosing two eggs for the twins, they were placed in their cradles last night." You informed your husband smiling to Lucerys before looking to Aemond once again. "Besides I think the boys are too young to be introduced to Vhagar just yet, she is quite large. What if she hurt the boys?"

"I'm sure they will enjoy the experience much more when they are older." You added as Luce nodded in agreement.

"Hmm." Turning around and walking away, Aemond hears as Lucerys begins to talk about the boys learning to sail with him and Lord Corlys. 

***

"Emagon gevie se dōna dreams se skori ao wake va se ñāqatubis, muña kessa jorrāelagon ao sesīr tolī bona tubī. Kostilus skori ao sīmonagon kesā rhaenagon aōha olvie own zaldrīzes" You soflty whispered rubbing your finger along Armon's cheek before moving to his brother. 

"Are you speaking High Valarian?" Aemond asked as he entered your chambers while coo to Aemon laying him into his cot.

"Lucerys has been teaching me, he thinks speaking valarian to the boys as they grow older will help them when they begin their lessons." You replied walking over you the vanity talking a seat in front of the mirror.

"Yes it seems that my nephew has a great many opinion on what would be best for my sons" Aemond says coming to stand behind you looking at you're reflection through the mirror.

"Yes Luce cares very much for the boys," You confirmed picking up your brush. "I think he was the only person that was as excited as me for the baby."

"He seems to care very much for the boys." Aemond pointed out.

"Of course her cares, they are his cousins." You pointed out narrowing you eyes at him.

"Hmm, but his care seem to be that of someone closer such as a brother or perhaps a fath-." Aemond words are cut of as you quickly stand, turn around and strike him across the face.

"Don't. You. Dare." You seethed glaring up at your husband. "It would seem you learned more from Ser Criston than just combat." Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath you look back up at him before you started to let out a chuckle.

"I honestly don't understand why you are so upset." You spoke sitting back down in front of the mirror and continued to brush your hair. "Why you would accuse me of something like that, You should be thankful to Lucerys for taking over your duty as husband and father so that you might have more time to comfort your mistress."

Any delusional thought that Aemond had misheard you yesterday. "I mean I couldn't imagine loosing a child that close to birth, Lucerys provided me with such comfort during my pregnancy I doubt he would leave my side if I had gone through such a thing. Oh how Alys must feel to not have the comfort of my husband during this trying time."

"You know." Aemond stated keeping his eyes glued to the ground.

"Ironic isn't it. How you accuse me of treasons that would not only lead to my death but the death of our children, how you're the one who has been unfaithful yet I am willing to forgive you, I am willing to put this all in the past...as long as you keep it in the past."You assured him placing your hand on the cheek you had struck. "Or you might find the next thing lucerys takes from you is your wife and children."

Pulling a piece of paper from the table you hold it out to him. "This arrived today, from harrenhal." He slowly reaches out and grabs the letter. "Make your choice Aemond, her or us." You say letting go of the paper as you make your way to the twins resting in there cots.

Aemond watched as you made your way across the room before you turn and lock eyes with him. Making his way towards the fireplace his eyes never leave yours as he drops the letter into the flames.

With a small smile you hold out your hand towards your husband. Walking over Aemond takes your hand before placing a soft kiss on the back.

"You have no idea what I've done for this family." You say placing your head on his chest, wrapping you arms around his waist. "And it would be in your best interest, to not give me a reason to show you.

Part Three

Taglist 🏷: @watercolorskyy

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[fadingsnow]

𓆙 MODERN BF HEADCANNONS (AND BACKGROUND STORY) - LUCERYS VELARYON (aged up) x f! reader

summary and tw: having modern! au lucerys at your college as your boyfriend 😉, uh includes nsfw, edit: i just realized i put jacaerys velaryon tags bc this was going to be a fic for both of them sorry 😭😭 divider, credits : @cafekitsune 𓆙

LUCERYS:

- He first met you at school, while his friends were pushing him around for winning another rugby game. (Yes, he plays rugby.) Ben Stark had accidentally pushed him into the side, bumping into you. Lucerys yelled slightly, his body making contact with yours. You warily looked at him, you were friends with his aunt but you didn't really like associating yourself with the rest of the Targaryen family.

- He immediately picked up your books, trying to ignore the weird feeling he felt when your fingers brushed against his. "I'm so sorry-"

- "No, no, it's fine!" You gave him a tense smile, trying to flip over your bag so you could put your backs in. "You need help with that?" He asked, nervous at giving you a bad impression when he only just "met" you. You looked at your watch to see the time. 11:55- You had to go in 5 minutes to the class you and Lucerys shared.

- "Yeah, just hurry up though." You mumbled, your fingers picking at your nails under the awkwardness. He opened your backpack and took the books from your hand. Another touch of the hands. He zipped it up, patting your shoulder. "I would suggest for us to go now? Mr. Lannister might get on our asses." That led to you running with Lucerys to class, knocking on the door with flushed faces, more so you. He barely looked affected.

- Lucerys had sort of latched on to you then. You wondered if he just immediately classified you as a friend in his mind. Whenever there was duo projects, you could already hear familar footsteps coming up to your seat. "Are you going to help me do the work this time?" You raised one of your eyebrows, gesturing to your computers. He nodded carelessly, "But I get distracted!" "Yeah, cause you keep telling me random stuff. But, what happened with Aegon on the rugby team again?" You asked, making him ramble on about it. His hands moved around making gestures. You just placed your chin on your hand, your project long forgotten. At some point, he definitely noticed you staring. Not that he would tell you.

- You came over to his house to finish some other project, confused when his older brother Jacaerys snickered at Lucerys when he came in. He slapped his shoulder, "I'm glad you finally got to talk to your little crus-" He couldn't finish his sentence before Lucerys loudly interrupted him. "My room?" He asked you, your eyes widening a bit. You were really hoping neither of the brothers could see how potentially red your face was turning. "You're already moving up there, hey, I mean-" "Shut up, Jace." Lucerys' voice turned threatening, a small smirk forming. "Before I tell mom what you and Baela did when she was out on a business trip." "That's not fair!" Jacaerys yelled as Lucerys followed you up the stairs. You tried to ignore Lucerys' stare, burning into your back.

- He opened the door, letting you walk in first. "Uh, so floor or bed-" "I like you." He said, running his hand through his hair. You looked at him in shock, the room becoming silent. "I've liked you like a lot, and I'd feel really guilty if I didn't tell you." "Oh." You only said oh? He now started to regret why he even told you, of course you would reject him. He knew it.

- "Lucerys, I'm not sure if I'm exactly relationship material. But I like you back." You murmured, playing with your hands. You blushed when his hand came to grasp your face gently, feeling twists and turns in your stomach. "Well, we can figure it out? How about that?" You nodded, grinning when he brought you in for a warm embrace. You could feel his curls pressing against your own hair, his smell engulfing your senses. That was before he decided to slyly push you onto the floor, not taking any time to capture your lips.

- He is the BEST boyfriend. He puts the most effort into the relationship than anyone you've seen. He'd skip rugby practices just to hang out with you. Any girl come over to him to be his "partner" for something? Nope, he already chose you.

- Cuddles or affection. Lucerys is always reaching out for your hand or some form of touching you at any time of the day. He'll literally grab you infront of others and just press small kisses to your neck, no shame. His hand would travel down your back. And it has you weak on your knees to the point where you had to beg him to stop. You're coming over to his house? Up on the bed cuddling. He'd refuse to let go of you, only if you forced him too. He'd press his head against your chest, curls all over you with his legs over yours. He'd say incoherent things, almost always falling asleep when you're together.

- NSFW UNDER

- When it came to this subject at first, both you and Lucerys were immensely shy at the topic. But both of you wanted to get it over and done to be able to approach it well enough.

- The first time, both of you tried to make each other the most comfortable.

- He was especially gentle, soft kisses all over your body. He would rub soothing circles into your thigh, his hands slowly opening up your legs. Your heart beat rapidly when his fingers began to brush against your inner thighs. He was whispering High Valyrian, words you couldn't understand, and he pulled you against his body, pressing himself against you. He lowered his head to whisper in your ear, "Jaelan naejot qogralbar ao sīr quba." (I want to fuck you so bad.) You whined at not being able to know what he said and the sheer heat of his body. You could feel his hard cock pressing against the inside of your thighs. "Can I?" He asked quietly now, waiting for your response. You nodded quickly, sighing when his hands held your hips.

- He'd always press himself into you slowly, never wanting to go to fast. He also liked the look on your face when he didn't give you everything you wanted right there and then. When his tip hit your entrance, you moaned, biting your lip to hold back the tears. It was so much pressure. You let out ragged sounds of stolen breath when he finally let himself fully in. He pressed harder, moaning softly into your neck. That was the one thing you liked the most from him, hearing the sound in his throat.

- This motherfucker can eat pussy like a champ. He knew every inch of your wet core, teasing your clit with every movement, making you pant for air. He wouldn't let you have an orgasm, he would only increase the pressure, making you cry out with pleasure. His fingers kept digging into your skin, he would tease you just laying his tongue flat but not moving it at all.

- Essentially, Lucerys is the best boyfriend.

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[darklinsblog]

Instructing Pleasure | Lucerys Velaryon

Summary: As you are soon to chose a husband, your brother Luke, realizes you know nothing of sex. so he decided to teach you.

Pairing: Lucerys Velaryon x TargaryenReader

Warnings: Smut

Part II

Author’s note: Basically following Targaryen traditions, yes. If you want to be added to the taglist of HOTD please lmk!

Born as the last child and only daughter of the marriage of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon brought a lot of attention, as you were a bloody living imagine of both Sir Laenor and Rhaenyra.

There was absolutely no way anyone could question your offspring and truth be told, you became the next Realm’s Delight but your giving nickname was the Enchanting Ember.

People of King’s Landing adored to watch you turn into the beautiful young lady you now were, and ever since your birth it was easier to mitigate rumors of your brothers potential “bastardy” so you quite literally, brought the family together.

Your mother had become Queen, as it was planned from the very start, Jacaerys had taken more responsibilities as heir to the throne and to start your mother’s regency on a happy note, Jacaerys and Baela celebrated their union.

Lucerys was a year away from becoming Lord of Driftmark, which meant he was also soon to celebrate his arranged marriage.

By this time you were sixteen and overall you had no political obligations like Jacaerys, Lucerys or Joffrey, but by your age both your mother and Daemon, who was very much your father, thought it was the perfect age to start looking for potential suitors.

There were in no rush to marry you, in fact, the simply wanted to give you enough time for you to choose your spouse, therefore, giving you the freedom of choosing your fate.

As your focus was now to find a husband, you began to take more care of your appearance, you had to represent your House, you had to present yourself as the rightful daughter of a Queen.

Your brothers noticed this, especially Lucerys. Both of you were very close since childhood, always sitting together at family reunions and dinings, but one night he noticed his perception of you, was changing to him.

It was no surprise when you were coming late for the supper, it was quite usual of your character and Lucerys was chatting with his brothers when the doors opened, reveling you in a rosy- silver gown, with your hair falling on your back yet perfectly arranged, not a single hair out of place.

He lifted his brows in awe, suddenly feeling a notorious lack of air in his lungs, truly everyone was mesmerized, from your uncles and aunt to your own brothers and parents.

“Forgive me all, for the tardiness” you gracefully excused yourself as you walked slowly to your place at the table, Luke was quick to react and help you sit beside him, you looked at him with a smile, you were always smiling at him but this time, his cheeks rapidly turned red as he finally took his own seat.

“You look divine, my dear daughter” your mother, Rhaenyra, complimented you and soon everyone else at the table did too. It was so obvious that Lucerys couldn’t keep his eyes away from you,

He was truly at the loss of words by the sight of you and your unique beauty, your clothes accentuated every curve in your body, how your breast were showing from your dress, not too much, but enough to make him want to see more…

What in the fuck was he thinking?!

It was nothing like him to have such sinful thoughts, much less of his sister, but he wasn't looking at you as his beloved sister, but as a woman that awakened a blinding desire.

For the next weeks, Luke tried his best to keep his emotions at bay, but whenever his eyes laid on you, whenever he heard your sweet voice, calling his name, your laugh, anything at all, his knees would shake.

He knew it was best if just focused on his own duties but against his better judgment, he offered to serve as companion and counselor even, in your quest of a suitable husband.

Your mother allowed it, because being rational, Luke was betrothed to Rhaena for long enough to be a good advisor.

What could go wrong?

Basically everything, because now Luke and yourself were practically joint to the hip, always chatting, walking, inspecting suitors.

He would even crack a joke or two about some of your prospects.

“This one isn’t much of a charmer, is he?” He muttered in your ear, making you hold back on a laugh, resulting in a grimace.

“You promised to be nice” you reminded him on the low

“You deserve more than just nice, dove” he said on a more serious note, because truly, he meant it

Lucerys was enjoying his privileged position because he could have you near, but he could not ignore the fact he became jealous of you, whenever a suitor caught your eye or when you were receiving generous gifts and praises of this men.

Because you were the Enchanting Ember. Of course men from all the lands were coming just to have a chance at earning your hand.

Your quest was soon to be over, only three men were left as the legitimate options; so to make something out of this event you had another family reunion.

Evening was going quite nicely, between the chatting, the small dancing and the food, it all seemed to be ending on a very high note.

That was until your drunk uncle Aegon, stood up and dangled his cup up in the air, spilling a few drops of wine on the table cloth.

“I wish to make a toast” Aegon slurred, everyone at the table shared glances between awkwardness and somewhat amusement.

“To my lovely niece Y/N! You have grown quite nicely but soon you’ll become a full woman as a complete stranger puts his cock in your-!”

“We’ve heard enough, Aegon” Alicent deadpanned, sitting him back down.

Everyone in the room went awfully silent and when Luke turned to meet your gaze he only found eyes of deep confusion, you were trying to look at your parents, but they avoided your gaze knowingly.

Had they not explained to you what was supposed to happen when you were married?

Helaena took Aegon back to his chambers and as we was dragged away both Rhaenyra and Daemon tried to approach you, but you took a few steps back.

“I’ll go back to my room” you spoke breaking the absolute silence.

“Y/N…” Rhaenyra murmured, but you ignored her and left the room at a fast pace, Lucerys looked at his mother whom looked awfully troubled.

“I’ll go see her” Luke eased her mother as he followed your steps, as he reached the door to your room he opened it quietly to see you in some sort of wrestle to get your corset out of your body.

Your maidens were a few feet away from you, not sure what to do in this scenario.

“May I?” you jumped, looking at your brother with embarrassment, you slightly nodded, right now the only thing you needed were truly familiar faces.

Luke dismissed your maidens and they closed the door behind them, after being left alone, the black haired prince approached you from behind, resting his hands on your and enclosing them tightly.

“Talk to me, please” he begged

“Luke… I’m not like you or Jace or even Joffrey, my only duty to this realm, to our mother is to marry a good Lord and I don’t even understand what my marital duties entail” you explained distressed and ashamed of yourself.

Lucerys placed his hands on your back, freeing you of the restraining piece of clothing rather easily, then, he exhaled deeply.

“Sex”

He said finally, making you turn in your heels, you were looking for further explanation, because still, the word meant nothing to you.

“You know how you must give birth?” You nodded quietly

“Sex is what a man and a woman must do, so that you are with child” he tried his best to explain as his cheeks were tinted red.

“Okay, but what does the act entail?” You asked, right now he didn’t know what to do, or even what situation was he getting involved in, but out of nervousness his gaze fell on your breast, his eyes went down instinctively scanning the thin fabric of your dress, it would be so easy to…

Then something clicked inside his brain.

“Let me show you” he said.

Before you knew it, you were out of the castle, dressed in the dirty rags pacing down the land in the quiet night.

Until you reached some strange place filled with all men and women. Luke was holding your hand tightly, guiding you.

“Where-“

“Shhh!” Luke shut down almost immediately, you were perfectly hidden in the shadows, your ears pricked as you heard some really strange notices and Lucerys instructed you to take a peak.

What you saw was beyond your wildest dreams, this people were all naked, you saw the men inserting their cock into different holes of the women’s bodies, fingers going in and out, man and women both having their cocks and cunts even on their mouths.

You just could not bring yourself to look away, too impressed with the scenes before you eyes.

The raven boy saw how aroused and mesmerized you were and carefully sneaked his hand inside your garments, causing your breath to become more faltering.

“This is what sex is” Lucerys whispered in a husky voice, his hand found it’s way to your core as he started to place long and sloppy kisses around your neck.

Your whole body was pulsing, tingling, burning all at once, every sensation was new and intoxicating, even when you couldn’t see his face, you could feel his hot breath on your neck, his breathing getting more elaborated, how firmly he was grabbing you.

He was touching and playing with your folds expertly, he wasn’t forceful, instead he was methodical, quiet even as he entered a single finger inside of you.

You had to catch your breath quick, the feeling of his digit inside you in that moment was pure insanity.

“Luke…” you moaned as he pumped up and down into your walls, groaning at how your insides clenched on a single finger of his; the more he pumped, the more your walls were constricting him and even as he heard you moan under your breath, he couldn’t take it anymore.

He plugged his finger out of you, earning a whimper from your lips and then he turned you to face him, to look him in the eyes.

So he could finally kiss you.

It was a kiss full of lust, need and urgency, the kind of urgency only lovers could understand.

Lucerys felt as if he was in Valyria, he was deep into the bliss over the sensation of your lips on his, of your tongues dancing gracefully with one another, he just kept clinging onto you for dear life, drawing you impossibly closer to him.

Out of the lack of oxygen you both pulled away from the kiss, but you were still holding each other.

“Do you want this?” Lucerys asked before this could go to the point of no return. He wanted you, desperately. But he would never do anything you wouldn’t consent to.

“I do” you confirmed, Lucerys felt the air in his lungs almost purifying with your answer, he smiled widely as he took your hand in his again.

“Let us go then, the castle is a better place to fuck” he jokingly said, making you giggle and soon Lucerys was almost dragging you at full speed back into the castle.

This time around though, he led you into his room and as soon as the door closed Luke was all over you.

He kissed you and lifted you from the ground to finally place you on the bed with gently and start removing your clothes one by one, you applied the same principle on him until you were both fully naked.

Both of you took a moment to soak in the sight of the other as all was very new.

“Fucking hell. Your body is utter perfection” he said truly mesmerized.

You blushed madly at his comment, smiling as he sneaked closer and closer to your face, he kissed you softly before going down to your neck, now intently sucking on the your soft skin, while his hand made its way back onto your core.

As Lucerys reached the valley between your breast, so did two of his fingers inside your folds, this time around, your sounds of pleasure were louder, which he absolutely adored.

His fingers were curling and pumping inside your cunt as his mouth was swirling and sucking on your nipples harder and harder.

For the first time in your life, you felt yourself hot and growing wetter under Luke’s skillful ministrations. Your nails were starting to dig into his shoulders, as you couldn’t control the sounds coming out of your mouth.

“God, Luke!” You moaned close to your edge, although you couldn’t put it into words, Lucerys could definitely feel it and so he stopped abruptly.

“Why did you… stop?” you said almost out of breath and notably flustered.

“Because I wish to feast on you” he said smiling wickedly before positioning himself between your legs and pulling your core closer by dragging you down by the ass.

Before you could even let out a sound, Lucerys had started to taste your, running his tongue up and down your folds, poking at your very center with the tip of his tongue, he went in all possible directions, sucking on all the right places.

Out of instinct and completely drunk in the moment you placed your hand on the back of his head, keeping him in place and even pulling him deeper.

“Y-yes! Luke keep g-going!” you begged in ecstasy, a knot was tightening around your stomach and you needed a desperate release.

Lucerys Velaryon was, quiet literally feasting on your juices and no matter how much you squirmed nor moved, the man was on a mission, a mission to make you ride the fuck out of your own ecstasy.

At this point there were no words, just incoherent sounds of absolute pleasure and even as you felt yourself come undone, Lucerys wouldn’t let go and instead, drank every drop of what you had to offer to him.

When he was done, Luke found your eyes, pleased with his doings as he could tell it had been successful to the purpose of making you cum.

The sight of you, glistening in sweat, with heavy breathing and rosy cheeks was arousing to extends he could not describe.

His cock was undoubtedly hard as he towered over you his green eyes seemingly darker and lustful.

“This will hurt, but I promise it won’t take long before it’s pleasure what you feel afterwards” he explained to you calmly, you placed your hands around his neck

“I trust you, Luke” you both smiled at each other and still looking at you in the eye, he positioned himself at your entrance, slowly entering you.

You gasped at the strange sensation of him being inside you and as he went deeper you understood him completely.

You could feel yourself adjusting to his size, and yes, it wasn’t comfortable, truly you did feel a pain you had never felt before.

Luke got your mind of the pain as he kissed you passionately and you reciprocated immediately, his cock went slightly in and out of you, trying to give you time to familiarize yourself to the sense of him fully inside you.

Just like Luke had said, the pain at one point turned to pleasure, your whimpers were now turning into moans as Lucerys placed sweet kisses on your cheek.

“Luke… please fuck me” you pleaded him and he was quick to answer to your command. The future Lord of the Tides held onto your leg, keeping it wrapped around his waist while his other hand held your hip.

His pace was firm and bit by bit he started going faster, being careful not to hurt you but still looking to suffice his hunger and need of you.

His head was buried in the crook of your neck, your eyes were shut in pure bliss and you were dragging your nails up and down his back as Lucerys found your g-spot.

The sounds of pleasure and the act itself echoing the room, you were chanting on each other’s names like a prayer. Your climax came first and not long after Lucerys followed, filling you whole.

As you both breathed heavily, Luke pulled out of you and it was amazing how hollow you now felt without his cock in you.

He reincorporated himself just to grab a fur large enough for the both of you to be covered, he grabbed the fur around him and hugged you inside the blanket keeping you incredibly warm and close. 

“Luke?” You looked up at him

“Yes, dove?”

“It’ll be okay,right?” You asked.

There were a lot of things implied in that question, he knew that well, the honest answer was he didn’t know, he hoped so, but a lot of the things that were implied in that question were very much uncertain, but Lucerys knew that right now, everything was quiet, everything was okay.

So he went with that.

“Of course” he said as relaxed as ever, giving you the peace of mind you needed.

But that, was the last moment of peace the two of you would get.

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[del-thetiredwriter]

Saintess of dragons part 2

Part 1

Warnings: major character death,not really dark themes , my bad writing

English is my second language

Gif is not mine

"What are you doing?" Helaena asked . The two of you were sitting outside the training ground. It was one of the rare times you didn't spend your time in your study room. The boys had insisted that you watch them during their sword practice.

"I'm checking my notes" You answered. You've been restless since you saw Laena at the celebrations. She was going to die soon—which she didn't even know about. You had to make a decision until Laena's funeral, a decision you hadn't been able to make for 11 years. You were either going to save everyone and change the future , or you were going to choose the original future, the future where everyone died.

“Why do you always take notes or check your notes?” Helaena asked innocently. You lifted your eyes from your notes and looked at Helaena. You swallowed. "Because I don't want to forget." You answered. You didn't want to forget: your past, your family, your friends, your life 11 years ago.

You looked into Helaena's lilac eyes, innocent but equally frightening eyes, those eyes that seemed to understanding what you were saying.

Helaena was about to ask another question but Aegon and the others came running up to you.

“I won Y/n. I won the fight." said Aegon excitedly. He was looking at you with eyes waiting for you to praise him. Jace sighed, unable to accept his loss. Aemond and Luke were waiting for you to take care of them. You smiled and congratulated Aegon.

“You're just going to congratulate me. As a winner, I deserve an award.” Aegon said .

“A reward? What do you want?” you said.

"to be my wife," said Aegon. Aemond and Helaena waited for your reaction as Jace and Luke objected to Aegon's offer.

“Unfortunately, I must say that this will not be possible, my prince. I don't want marriage or anything like that, neither now nor in the future.”

You thought, 'If I get married, I can't return '.

Aegon seemed to protest, but could not insist any longer. He didn't want to make you angry.

⁎

You're back in your study room. You knew that Aegon loved you, but you didn't think it was enough to propose. You thought, 'It must be because he is still young, it's not serious'.

You looked at the notes on the table. You thought, 'I have to make a decision’. It was like a dream to open your eyes in the series you love 11 years ago. Seeing and talking to your favorite characters live. It looked great at first, because you knew the future, you could change the future and give everyone a happy ending and stop the war.

You tried and you paid the price. The slightest change was causing you to gradually forget your past. You were afraid of forgetting your family, your life, what you knew, so you withdrew. As time passed, you realized that you were not getting old. This scared you even more.

The whole room was covered with charts, notes and paintings you had drawn. Everything was to remember and to return. If it weren't for these paintings and notes, you'd have forgotten your past. You looked at the picture in which you drew a happy moment with your family in your most recent work. You thought, 'Everything will be fine'.

⁎

There were screams. When you looked around, everything was on fire. Kingslanding was on fire. A silhouette was coming towards you through the fires, Laena. She was wearing a blue bloody dress.

“Laena. I- you- why? “You said hesitantly.

Laena just looked at you sadly and smiled.

She said "You could save me but you didn't"

“Laena I-” you swallowed.

"You were afraid. But you are the reason why everything is covered with fire and blood right now,” she said, pointing around.

“You didn't save me, you didn't save them, you couldn't save us. You left us to our fate,” Laena continued.

“Us?” You said

“Yes, us.” Said Laena

Then came the screams from below. Voices of familiar people. Rhaenyra, Helaena, Lucerys… others. They were all bleeding under your feet, begging you, pulling you towards them.

“Laena I-!”

“Make your decision before it's too late! Please,” Laena said. While you're being pulled down.

⁎

“Laena!” You Looked around. You were in your room. It was just a dream, a nightmare. The door knocked .

"Come"

A maid hurried in.

“Forgive me my lady, but I have news”

Your eyes widened with fear when you heard the news. Laena has died .

#yandere hotd #dark hotd #hotd fanfic #yandere house of the dragon #yandere house of the dragon x reader #yandere house targaryen #house of dragon fanfiction #aegon x y/n #yandere aegon targaryen #dark jacaerys velaryon #helaena x reader #lucerys x reader #dark aemond #yandere aemond

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"Maybe I'm Better Off Dead" Velaryon!Reader x Aemond Targaryen

Summary: After the death of Lucerys, Aemond takes Visenya, the surviving sister of Lucerys, back with him to Kings Landing. Warning: if its in HoTD it's in here

I stood in the hall of Storms End, waiting for what seemed like hours, my hand never moving from the hilt of my sword. Luke knew Aemond wouldn't give up, so he flew off first and I was to follow after a while.

"My Lord thank you for your time as a gracious host. I will return home now." I gave a small curtsey to Lord Baratheon and turned to leave just as the doors opened.

I knew immediately by the look on his face that something was horribly wrong. All the earlier arrogance and even the anger he had directed at my brother was gone from his face. He looked shocked and even, perhaps, a little afraid.

"Uncle, I was just-" He cut me off without even glancing at me.

"My Lord, I ask that you would detain the Lady Visenya until I bring her with me to Kings Landing." He had regained some of his composure, enough that Lord Baratheon paused.

"I cannot get involved with this war in such a treasonous manner."

"I'm afraid Rhaenyra Targaryen will be angered with you regardless after the death of her son just above your home." I charged at him so quickly that he was the only one to react in time to stop me.

"You killed my brother!" I screamed at him, attempting to strike him with my sword, but he simply overpowered me and pulled it from my grasp. It clattered along the floor as he tossed it aside. I continued to try and fight against him, but he was twice my size and it was useless.

"I already told you boy, I will not have bloodshed in my home. You will take the girl to Kings Landing at once and your brother will provide me the protection you promised." Lord Baratheon commanded.

"Let me go!" I screamed, fighting as he dragged me along with him, out into the courtyard where my dragon screeched and fought against her chains. I heard a much louder roar and turned to see Aemond's dragon, Vhagar. I saw the unmistakable crimson around her jaws and my heart clenched. "You monster!" I sobbed, feeling helpless and entirely alone. He didn't respond, but kept pulling me toward the beast that had murdered my brother and his dragon. My fighting did nothing to detour him as he lifted me onto Vhagar above him, pushing me up as he climbed until we were both sat in the saddle. He pulled out some rope from one of the bags on the saddle and bound my hands in front of me, securing them to the saddle, so I had no escape. "I hate you and I swear to you that you will die screaming." I growled at him, mustering every ounce of hatred I could, despite knowing he could feel my body trembling.

"Sōvēs." He said, ignoring my threat, and commanding his dragon to take me to the home of my enemies.

"Vhagar killed Luke and Arrax. Now you're taking me to you mother and grandsire to have them kill me. I suppose that makes you a coward." I taunted him as he carefully helped me off Vhagar with surprisingly gentle hands.

"They're not going to kill you." He said, still not looking me in the eye.

"I wish they would." I muttered, finally drawing his gaze. His eyes softened slightly as he took in my tear soaked face.

"I'm truly sorry about Luke, I didn't intend-"

"Then you're stupid. You chased a child and a young dragon with a hundred year old dragon that was one of three dragons that burned half the country during the Conquest. You don't control her. You're simply too arrogant to see that and now my brother is dead." My hands were still bound and the top of my head barely reached his sternum, but I could tell, I struck a nerve. His jaw tensed and his eyes rapidly searched my face as he considered a response.

Eventually he said, "he took my eye."

"Now you took his life. I hope your revenge was worth it." I tried to use my shoulder to wipe away the tears that had fallen. I would not cry before the King and his advisors.

That is exactly where Aemond took me. It was just before dawn as he marched me into the council room. Aegon wore the crown of his namesake as he sat in the chair directly in front of me. On his right sat his grandsire and his hand Otto Hightower, Ser Criston Cole who was presumably his Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, my uncle, Lord Larys Strong, and a Lord Jasper Wyld. To his left was his mother, though she had no true seat on the council. Next to her was Grand Maester Orwyle, and finally Ser Tyland Lannistor, who had once competed for my mothers affections. I glared at each of the traitors before me with all the wrath of my birthright as a Princess.

"Uncle." I said with no move to curtsey.

"You will address your King with respect, bastard." Cole commanded.

"It's alright, she's had a difficult night I hear. Her elder brother and his dragon lay in pieces at the bottom of Shipbreaker Bay." Aegon taunted and I felt my heart twist painfully at the brutality of his words, but I steeled myself to give no reaction. "Shall we have her executed?" He suggested and I hated that I shrunk back against Aemond. Perhaps I imagined it, but I thought I felt his hand tighten against my arm.

"No. We will not kill her. There has already been enough bloodshed." Alicent spoke for the first time. "Rhaenyra will see reason and bend the knee."

"She will not and you know it. You betrayed her when you stole her throne and now you have allowed the murder of her son." I decided that if I was going to be executed then I may as well speak my mind.

"Your grace, if it pleases you, perhaps it is best to keep the girl as a prisoner, to persuade Rhaenyra to bend the knee." Otto Hightower added in support of his daughter.

"What of her dragon?" Tyland Lannister inquired.

"I shall arrange for the beast to be killed." Ser Criston replied, glancing at Aegon for approval to which he nodded.

"No!" I tried to shoot forward, but Aemond was expecting it and held me even tighter against his chest.

"We will keep her dragon chained in the dragon pit, as they already have more dragons and we could use the addition. As for Visenya, I will take her as my wife and either her mother will bend the knee and I will reside on Dragonstone with my wife or she will refuse and Visenya will remain here with me." Aemond spoke with all his usual confidence and I realized in his silence on the way over here, he was made this plan.

"I will not-"

"You will obey your King or I swear it that you will suffer the consequences. Mother, you will prepare the plans for the wedding and it will be held in two days." Aegon commanded with only the fraction of the authority he believed that he possessed.

"Your grace, are you sure that it is wise to bind your brother to a bastard?" Otto questioned.

"The hand does as the King commands and you will not question me again." Aegon spat. "Aemond, you shall keep her in your chambers. Ser Criston, double your men outside and have them to seal the windows. Dear niece, I will have the ladies prepare a dress fit for a Princess." I glared at him, though it had no effect. He held all the power here and I was simply a prisoner at his mercy.

Aemond pulled my arm and led me out of the room. We made our way through the halls without either of us saying a word until we reached his chambers. He removed his sword and left it by the door before opening the door for me to enter.

Once it shut behind us and I heard a latch snap, he turned to me. "I'm going to remove these. Don't do anything stupid, please." I didn't respond, but I also didn't try to resist as he undid the ropes around my wrists. "Tomorrow, I presume my mother will have more clothes for you, but for tonight-" He tossed me what I presumed was his small clothes. He didn't wait for my response as he went behind the screen to change his own clothes. I had only taken a small step forward to search for a weapon or an escape when he spoke again, "I would be disappointed if you didn't try, but I assure you, there is no escape and the guards have removed any weapons." I huffed in frustration, but he was right, I would not be giving up. "Are you decent or are you still searching for a plan?" He asked after a few moments.

"Just a moment," I replied. I was in fact searching for a plan and had made no moves to change. Though he seemed to be remaining on the other side of the screen, I hid around the corner as I removed my soaked dress and small clothes, only now realizing how cold I was. His small clothes fit as I expected they would, the sleeves down far past the tips of my fingers and the hem pooling in excess around my feet. "Alright." I said, poking around the corner.

He erupted into laughter the moment he saw me. I scowled in response, folding my arms, uncomfortably around my stomach while also gathering as much of the fabric as I could to cover myself. I also ensured as much distance between us as the room would allow. I had never been alone with a man, not even Daemon or my father, it was always to preserve my maidenhood for my husband. My mother had explained it to me some, as her only daughter, but she ensured me that she would share more with me before my wedding. She promised to marry me to a gentle and kind man, a man I loved. Aemond was none of those things and while he may have spared my life tonight, he also took the life of my brother.

His laughter quieted as he took in my face. "I will not harm you." He said raising his hands. "I know that you have no reason to believe that and I know that you hate me, but I swear to you that I will not force you into anything. I only suggested us to be wed so that my brother would not kill you or worse."

I bit my lip as tears fell once again, "You killed Luke and took me prisoner, why should I trust anything you have to say?"

He glanced at the door and took a few steps closer to me. I immediately gasped and shot backward, only running into the wall. He noticed and retreated quickly. His voice dropped to a whisper, "No one will believe you if you repeat this. I truly mean it, I am deeply sorry and I never meant to kill Lucerys. I will regret my actions until my very last day." I watched his adams apple bob as he swallowed. "The only thing I can do is to try to make it right with you. I know that you could not be allowed to return to Dragonstone; however, I knew that by offering up a marriage, my brother would spare your life."

I shook my head. He did tell them not to kill me, but I still couldn't trust him. I was completely alone here and if I was going to survive here, I couldn't let Aemond or anyone else trick me.

"I'm going to sleep over there, okay?" He pointed sofa between us. "You can take the bed." When I didn't respond he took a small step forward and when I didn't react, he continued forward. He was approaching the sofa from the right, so I moved to the left and continued to face him as I stepped toward the bed. Only when he was settled on the sofa did I climb onto the bed. The warmth immediately surrounded me as I cozied up under the blankets and settled back against the pillows. The relief was short-lived as I was once again confronted with how entirely alone I was. I wanted nothing more than to be comforted by my best friend, but the only offering I had was the emptiness he had left behind. He was dead and would never again be of any comfort to me or anyone else. I turned to my side and pulled one of the pillows against my chest, quickly burying my face into it to muffle the sobs that escaped. I completely broke down as I thought of the rest of my family. Had someone told my mother and brothers? Would Uncle Daemon come looking for me? Would they accept the demands of Aegon or would I be doomed to suffer alone, married to Aemond for the rest of my life? The sobs continued until I had exhausted myself into a restless sleep.

"I will go and lead Aemond away, it is me he wants. Stay here until you are sure more than enough time has passed, then depart for Dragonstone. I will meet you there." He shouted against the rain and thunder.

"Luke, no. We go together!" I begged, already knowing he was never going to listen.

"I am your brother, it is my duty to protect you. I was the one who took his eye and now I will pay for it." He placed his hands on either side of my head. "I will return home, I swear it." He gathered me into a tight hug. "Now, hurry and hide before Aemond comes." He shoved me gently away from him. We both climbed onto our dragons and with one last look took off in opposite directions. I flew just above the castle and back down to the opposite side before quickly climbing off of my dragon and returning to the hall where Lord Baratheon waited.

"Clever girl. Leave the fighting to the men and we shall see which of them survives." He looked as though the idea brought him joy while my entire body was vibrating with terror and adrenaline.

I shut my eyes and was immediately met with the picture of Luke and Arrax soaring through the pouring rain. The sky lit up with flashes of lightning and I watched as Luke frantically searched the skies around him. After another bright flash, I saw Vhagar looming over him. He quickly veered to the right before shooting upwards at a speed that only the small and nimble Arrax could achieve, perhaps the only advantage over the much larger and battle-wise, Vhagar. I could nearly feel his tempered relief as he scanned the clear skies above the storm. He visibly relaxed before devolving into a scream as Vhagar erupted from a cloud with jaws expanded wide enough to easily devour both Luke and Arrax. I watched in horror as the explosion of crimson dispersed to reveal the chunks of flesh that were all that remained of my brother and his beloved dragon. A scream ripped from my throat and I thrashed to escape as the massive beast turned to consume me next. My arms were pinned to my sides and my legs pressed against my dragon as Vhagar descended upon me.

"Visneya!"" I jolted upward, narrowly missing a shape looming above me. I scrambled backwards until I collided with the headboard, though I wasn't sure what exactly I was escaping from. "It's alright. You're alright." Aemond came into focus as I realized it was his hands on my arms, not the jaws of his dragon. and my legs were tangled up in the sheets of his bed, not the straps of my saddle.

"Get away from me!" I screamed, still panting and slightly disoriented from the nightmare. He jumped back as though I had slapped him and it was only then that I took in the genuine concern displayed through his furrowed brows and tight lips. His sapphire eye glinted against the candlelight, free from the patch he normally wore.

"I'm sorry. You were screaming and I-"

"Why didn't you let them kill me? I do not wish to live like this." I begged him. "Truly, if you are sorry, you will set me free either by my dragon or by your sword."

"I can't." He said, his voice cracking.

"Then do not pretend that you care." I spat. "You are just as much of a monster as that beast that you ride."

"Very well." He inclined his head and returned to his spot on the opposite side of the room. Though I could tell he was still watching me carefully.

As I laid back down in the bed, it was not lost on me that despite my screams, no one came to my aid. I was to be left alone with no one, but the monster who had taken the life of my brother over a childhood thirst for revenge.

Part 2

a/n: part 2? other requests?

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[axelsagewrites]

Lucerys - Dance

Pairing: Lucerys X Green!Daughter

Summary: reader and Luke had been best friends for years before being split up but finally they meet again at the readers birthday ball.

Words: 2914

Requested by anon

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Being the youngest child of the king was a strange experience. As the youngest you didn’t have to worry about as many marriage proposals or having to go to make official royal visits. The only times you were sent on royal visits had been with either your mother or brother Aemond as your mother did not trust her another son to look after you. You spent more time looking after Aegon than the other way round as you were the one that would sneak him his hang over cures when your mother banned the maesters for helping him as punishment for her sons drinking.

Despite this you were also close with your mother. She was extremely protective which had its ups and downs. On one hand you didn’t need to worry about Lords trying to manipulate you for your hand and on the other you only really had your family to spend time with. However, as you were the youngest, quite a bit younger than your siblings, it still could be lonely at time. Or at least it was after Luke had left court.

When Luke was still at court however you were inseparable. You studied together, trained with your dragons together, were forced to learn how to dance together. It was lucky that you both got on so well because if not the whole ordeal would have been awkward. You didn’t mind spending all your time with him however and soon you may have well been the same person.

The day Rhaynera decided to move her and her children to Dragonstone to marry Daemon Targaryen you cried. You cried the whole day and so many more to come. Luke did his best not to join you in your tears. You clung onto him for dear life as you said your goodbyes. But eventually you were forced to let go.

You didn’t leave your room for days after he left. The worst was no one really noticed as they were used to you being away in some corner with Luke. Aemond only noticed when he realised, he had not been pranked by you and Luke for a week. The only reason you even came out of your room is because he banned the cooks to send food to your room and eventually you realised starvation would not bring Luke back.

Eventually you found a new normal but it was hard at first. Now you were far more studious, rode your dragon more, and even began to wear more princess like dresses as you weren’t having to sneak around with Luke to pull off your next heist. Alicent was so happy by the change that soon you became her favourite. She loved to come to your chambers and do your hair as before you had never allowed her to, claiming she pulled to hard. Now you didn’t see a point of fighting your mother off.

During her visits to try out the latest braid styles in your hair she began to discuss plans for your upcoming birthday. As usual there would be cakes and dancing and lords pretending to take an interest in you. For you it was more of a chore and you would celebrate your birthday properly the day after. Usually this would be done with Lucerys, but this year Heleana would have to do.

“You’re so lucky my dear not to have to organise this yourself,” Alicent said as she tugged your hair back from your face, “Trying to organise the guest list alone is killing me. Who can come and what day and how much time we spend with them outside of the ball itself. It’s all very complicated just to avoid bruising some egos,”

“Do I even know half the people coming?” you asked.

Alicent sighed, “You know of them at the very least. It’s all the usual sort but don’t worry darling you don’t need to talk to anyone for very long. That’s what I’m here for. You just pick a couple lords or their sons, don’t worry I’ll point them out to you, you dance with them then you just sit and look pretty,” Alicent smiled as she admired her handy work. “Don’t you just love it?”

It took all your energy to muster up a smile to try convincing her but she seemed pleased non the less. “We’ll need to set up some more dancing practises,” your mother continued. “Can’t have you stepping on any fragile toes,”

“I normally practise with Luke,” you sighed as you ran your fingers over the braids. You knew exactly the disgusted face he would make if he could see them now.

“Well you can dance with him at the ball but for now-“

“Lucerys will be there?” you span around to face your mother.

“Of course he will,” she said, her face contorted to scold you for interrupting her, “Rhaynera and her whole family will be there. Even that Daemon of hers. I can’t believe she married that lunatic,”

“Why didn’t you tell me he was coming?” you ignored her pettiness not wanting to get involved in her drama.

Alicent just shrugged as she began to pack up her hair styling supplies, “Well of course he was going to be there. I didn’t think you would mind,” but you were too thrilled to care at this point. Lucerys was coming back.

The days leading up to the ball you had been on the lookout for his arrival but your mother kept you so busy you didn’t even find out they had arrived till after dark and your mother insisted you needed your beauty sleep and he could wait. Then despite your tries the next day it felt like everyone was trying to keep you both apart. Every time you would leave your room there would be someone needing something about some dress or food or song that need your opinion despite everyone knowing your mother would be the one really deciding.

Then the day of the ball rolled around and you didn’t think you could be busier. While your mother was off greeting guests you were being primped and polished by handmaidens and servants. Everything had to be perfect. When you were finally ready you looked into the mirror and did not recognise the girl staring back at you. Her hair was filled with intricate interweaving braids. Her skin was slathered with lotions and tinted balms. Her dress showed off a figure even you barely recognised.

A knock came from the door. “Come in,” you called despite feeling all the air leaving your body as your breath quickened.

You glanced at the door to see Aegon walking in, “Well don’t you look like mothers’ little pet,”

“Shut up Aegon,” You glared as you examined yourself in the mirror, running your hands over the braids then the dress then the braids again, “I feel- “

“Stupid? That’s what you get for pleasing her,” Aegon walked over to stand behind you looking at you in the mirror together. He turned to the women in the room, “Leave us. I will escort my sister down in a few minutes,”

He was met with several hesitant looks as the women contemplated who was worse to anger; your brother or mother. “My prince, the queen specifically requested-“ one lady started but was soon cut off.

“I am sure I can be trusted to walk her down some stairs. I’ve not drank that much have I?” he chuckled as he placed his hands on your shoulders.

“I’ll be down in a few minutes. I promise,” you assured your ladies and finally they left the room.

When the door closed Aegon turned you around, “You look like mother,”

“Fix it,”

“Say no more,” Aegon said as he began to pull pins out your hair. Soon he was pulling and tugging harder than mother but it was all worth it when your hair began to resemble hair rather than a helmet. He still kept some of the braids in but now it was at least a curly half updo. “I’m not about to start tearing your dress so you’ll have to deal with that but dab some of that gunk off and lets go before mother finds out and fixes you.”

“Thank you,” you sigh as you dab off the excessive lotions, so your skin did not look so greasy. “I just wanted- “

“To look good for your boy toy,” He smirked as you began to splutter out incoherent sentences, “It’s fine. I’m hardly one to judge. Just don’t tell Aemond you fell for the eye snatcher,”

“It was an accident,” you snap and Aegon just laughed, “Besides he probably doesn’t like me,”

“If he doesn’t then I want to know why he wouldn’t shut up about you all morning so c’mon. Grab your shit and let’s rock this bitch. I wanna make an entrance,”

And that he did. Well kind of. you think the gasps were because it was the first evening all week the prince had walked into a room without stumbling. Aegon led you into the ballroom and presented you to your mother who struggled not to strangle her son in front of everyone. But all you cared about was Lucerys.

He was stood beside his mother and brother who were a mere feet or two away from the king and you tried your best not to stare at him, but you swore you could feel his eyes on you. After your father had greeted you, it was Rhaenyra’s turn.

“You look absolutely darling sweetheart,” your sister said as she took your hands in hers giving them a light squeeze, “I like your hair its very…interesting,” she smiled.

“It’s a new style im trying,” you said with heat rushing to your cheeks before turning to Daemon which honestly did not help your blush. “Uncle,” you greeted and he just nodded and smirked in return. Going down the line you finally got to Jace, “Hello idiot,” you grinned, knowing now it was far too personal to hug him in front of everyone though desperately wanting to.

“Dumbass,” he smiled back as he took your hand to kiss it and you swore you saw him glance at his brother as he did. “We’ve missed having you around,”

“I miss it too. You should visit more often,” you said before quickly moving down again to finally get to Lucerys. “Luke,” you beamed, reaching for his hand but he just bowed his head. “Im so glad your finally back,”

He gave a tight smile and nodded his head, “Happy name day princess. We shouldn’t keep you from your guests. It was lovely to see you,”

Even your sisters face was filled with confusion, but no one had time to question it when your mother rushed you off to great the next family. you looked back over your shoulder to see Jace taking his brother somewhere and Luke didn’t even spare you a glance. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes but you managed to keep them in as you bored yourself with the next guest.

The whole evening was a mix of watery eyes, cake, and dancing. Most of the lords were old enough to be your father but their were a couple age appropriate ones. Although you’d never pursue him Jace was one of them and soon approached you for a dance.

As you took to the floor, Jace leading the way and placing a hand on your waist and one in your hand, you finally could attempt to get some answers, “So do I have to ask why your brother hates me?”

Jace sighed as he spun you to the music before bringing you back in, “He doesn’t hate you he’s just a dumb kid,”

“Don’t call him dumb,” you snapped and Jace laughed, “I might hate him but don’t insult him,”

“You don’t hate him either. You both have the same problem,”

“And what’s that?” you asked, forcing yourself to smile when you felt your mothers gaze.

“Too many feelings and not enough courage. Its partly my fault,” he confessed, “I’ve been winding him up about it since I found out about this ball,”

“Winding him up about what?”

Jace groaned “Yous are just as bad as each other. You both like each other,”

“He clearly does not like me,” you frowned but refused to deny that you liked him anymore.

He glanced into the crowd, and you noticed Lucerys staring at you both, “Really? Then watch this,” Jace said and as the dance began to draw to a close he stepped in closer, his hand falling slightly closer to your hip and his face a mere inch away from you.

Your skin prickled hot at the closeness and you knew this must look incredibly suspicious to anyone else. Before you could pull away from Jace, Lucerys was pulling him back from you. He was glaring daggers at his smirking older brother. The room was growing more silent the longer you three stood. You could see your mother approaching out the corner of your eye. Jace nudged his brother who finally faced you. His skin started to glow pink around his checks and neck, “I think it was my turn to dance next,” he stumbled over his words as his eyes fell down, “If you would like of course,”

Finally a smile found its way to your lips as you stepped back from Jace and faced Lucerys, “I would love to,” you quickly turned and nodded to the musicians who had stopped during this whole ordeal. Soon music began to flood the hall and people soon began to move on.

Jace walked off leaving a still red Lucerys behind. “May I have your hand?” he asked, his eyes still not meeting yours. You simply responded by grabbing one of his hands and resting the other on his shoulder. Soon his other found your waist and a smile on his face as you began to dance the first dance you had ever learned.

You didn’t say a word as you danced but you didn’t need to. As you moved you both laughed and smiled and almost cried as he began to twirl you and spin you and pull you in. You didn’t need to think about your next step because you were both moving as one.

Eventually the music drew to an end and the people clapped as your dancing stopped. Now you stood still again in the middle of the dance floor. “Would it be selfish of me to ask for another?” he said with a bashful smile tugging at his lips.

“It would be selfish if you didn’t,” you said as you took his hand again for another spin.

Later that night as the ball was finally beginning to die down you managed to sneak off with Luke to the a hallway in the servants area that you knew your mothers would never check. You sat on the floor next to each other, resting your head on his shoulder. “Did you have fun tonight?” he asked.

You snorted in return, “Please I don’t think I’ll be able to walk again. I don’t understand why I had to dance with everyone,”

“You’re a princess,” Luke laughed, “Who wouldn’t wanna dance with you?”

“So you only danced with me because of my title?” you faked gasped, holding a hand to your heart, “I could cry,”

“Please,” he scoffed, “Oh please milady marry me so I can be prince of nothing,” he laughed and you joined, “Besides if we married you’d be the one reaching up,”

“Me?” you laughed even harder, “I’m a freaking princess. Your heir to some planks of woof,”

“Rich planks of wood. Think about how many frilly dresses you could buy,” he said as he pulled at the lace details of your admittedly frilly dress.

“My mother made me wear it,”

“It looks good on you,” this time he wasn’t laughing. Instead for once he was looking right at you.

“Thanks,” your voice was almost a whisper as you looked back into his eyes. The eyes that had been in your dreams for months. “I’ve missed you,”

“I missed you more,”

“I doubt it,”

“I didn’t eat for weeks after we left. I could barely bring myself to go on rides or practise. Nothing was the same without you there,” he said, his eyes still never leaving yours.

“Why didn’t you write me?” you’d been wondering for weeks but you were now scared for the answer, “I sent a letters but you stopped replying,”

This time he looked away. His cheeks were red once again as he stared at his shoes, “I didn’t want you to think I was an idiot,”

“Why would I think that?”

“Because as soon as we left, I realised I was in love with you,” Lucerys looked up from his shoes but still wouldn’t meet your gaze, “and every day I debated getting on my dragon and flying back. I almost did it once but Jace found me sitting next to my dragon, I couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to see the look on your face before you rejected me and sent me on my way,”

“Who could say no to that face?” you said and finally he looked at you again. “Ask me Lucerys. I at least deserve to decide my own answer,”

“Would you do me the honour of being mine (Y/N)?”  

“Of course, I will,”

A/N: This took me way too long to write. Life has been weird and my Y keytab broke. Who know how much I used the letter Y?

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Hell Hath No Fury | Part III

Requested: Yes. SEND SOME REQUESTS!!

Warning: descriptions of violence, mentions of infertility

Summary: Chess not checkers. One | Two

You hear the shouts and gasps around you, as stumble backwards attempting to steady yourself as you carried your child in your arms. You feel your child being taken from your arms as you finally loos balance falling to the ground, you place your hand over your midsection. Pulling your hand away. you see the red dripping down your palm.

"Guards! Guards!" Someone called out, looking up to the person standing above you, you lock eyes with Alys Strong. 

"How dare you?" Lucerys sneered at the older women as he pulled his sword, before it could touch her neck it was knocked away. pushing Alys behind him Aemond steps up to Luce.

"Someone call for the Maesters!" Rhaenerya called out. "And have this women taken to the dungeons." She said dropping down to attend to the princess bleeding on the ground before her eyes close.

***

You wince once as the needle once again while the maester closes your wound, your hisses of pain are the only thing filling the deafening silence that surrounds you, your husband and the maester.  

"I will have milk of the poppy delivered for the pain princess." Mellos informed. 

"Thank you maester." You replied with a strained smile. 

Collecting his materials, he quietly exit the room leaving you and Aemond alone.

After a few moment of silence Aemond feeling your glare on the side of his face as he attempts to avoid your gaze. 

"I couldn't-." Aemond started. "I couldn't imagine what you must be going through right now." 

"Did you bring her here?" You asked narrowing you eyes for any sign dishonesty. "Did you bring that woman here, to court?"

"of course not."

"Of course not." You scoffed. "Because its not like you have a history with her, of putting her before your family, and now she has arrived at court to take the lives of me and my children and I'm to believe it's not under your influence."

"How could you ask thi-."

"How could you defend her!" You shouted. "Before you me, before your son! You defended that whore in front of the entire court, now the women who tried to take the lives of our children still lives because you care more to have a place to put your cock then your own sons." You screamed, looking towards the door you see Lucerys accompanied by his family.

"Luce." You whimpered out as he rushed to your side taking a seat on the bed he wraps his arms around your shaking figure. "I was so scared."

***

Aemond departed soon after the arrival of Luce and his family, most of whom also left at your please to make sure that your children were safe. 

"What will happen when he takes her for a mistress? What if she tries to harm me? what if she tries to harm my children? I care not for my life, but please don't let anything happen to my children." You pleaded to him as you gripped his shirt.

"I care for you." Luce said firmly leaning closer to you. "And I care for the boys just as much and I won't let anything happen to any of you."

Staring into his eyes its silent between you both before you lean in and attach your lips to his. Reaching your hand out you push your fingers through his dark curls as you pull him closer, without thinking Lucerys runs his hand down your waist causing you to gasp in pain. 

"I'm sorry," He says as he attempts to catch his breath. "I should not have." 

"Please don't apologize...not for this." You plead bringing your hand down to rest on his cheek. "I often wonder what it would be to have married you, how happy we might be." 

Leaning his head down to touch yours Luce closed his eyes and let put a breath. "As do I."  

Pulling him closer to you, you press your forehead against him. "I must ask a favor from you." You sighed out. "I know that Alys is being held in the dungeons...and I wish to speak with her."

"I will call for the maesters." 

"Luce-."

"No! Clearly you have gone mad." He rebuttals pulling away. "Why on earth would you wish you speak to that woman after all she has done to you?"  

"Because I need answers, Luce." You replied. "I need to know why she- I don't know. Why she- and Aemond will not give me answers and I feel like if I don't know I will live in fear and confusion and I can-."

"okay okay okay." Luce relents pulling you into a his arms. "If this is what you need."

Wrapping your arms around him before resting your head on his shoulder. "Thank you Luce." a smile creeping onto your face. 

***

Walking down to the dungeon on the late hours of the night you cling to Luce as you descend the stair. "Just down there." The guard instructed taking the bag of coins Lucerys offered for his discretion.  

Walking along the hall of cells occupied by thieves and the like you come to the very last and see the woman in question sitting on the cold stone floor two cuffs adorned her hands attached to a long chain nailed to the wall. 

"We've come to ask questions." Luce states stepping forward. "You will answer them if you know what's good for you." 

Alys sat silent on the ground simply glaring at the two royals in front of her. "Why have you come?" You asked quietly clutching onto Luce's arm,. "Was I the only target of your rage? Do you plan to harm my children?" Still nothing was said before she scoffed and turned to face the puddle on the ground that was being fed by a steady drip of water from an unknown location.

Taking a deep breath you squeezed Luce's arm before speaking. "Perhaps, if you were to leave us alone for a few moments." You suggested. "Please Lucerys, it's not as if she could hurt me from in there, if this is the only way she will talk..." You say before he can protest.

"I won't be far." Lucerys said as not only an assurance to you, but as a warning to Alys before turning around and walking back down the hall. 

Once Lucerys was far enough away Alys sat and waited for you to speak, she knew this would happen, that if she had failed in her attempt that you would come for her. She took shuddering breaths waiting for what torture you would see fit to subject her to this time, when something pulled her from her thoughts. 

No....Nothing pulled her from her thoughts. the dungeon that was filled with the echos of groans, coughs, wails and whines of the captured criminals had all ceased. Glancing up Alys' breath hitched as she stared at the drop of water frozen in mid air.

"You know for all your faults." You spoke. "I thought you were smarter than this." 

Snapping her head in your direction she sees that there is no longer a wall of metal bars between you, there is nothing stopping you from killing her.  

"Don't worry Alys, I'm not here to hurt you." You assured. 

"How can you be sure I won't hurt you?" Alys asked shuffling back, attempting to put on a brave face. lifting her chin and stoning her face. "Again." 

"Do you really think if I didn't want you to stab me I would have let it happen?" You smirked at the women as she held a look of shock on her face. "Now your probably asking yourself, 'why would she do this?'," you mocked with a nasally voice. 

"In truth I thought I could forgive Aemond for what he did but, the more I thought about it the more I found myself thinking of ways I could kill him without being caught, Training accident, poison, assassination, suffocating him in his sleep, hell most days I thought to just slit his throat and get it over with." You explained. "But then after three long months...you showed up and publicly attack me! and what does my 'loving' and 'loyal' husband do? he defends you." You let out a joyous laugh.

"After all Aemond is a not only a second son of a second wife but he's also what....three....four seventh in line for the throne and before Jacerys produces an heir, he stands to inherit nothing meaning and the only thing he could give my children is their titles and perhaps a bastard brother if that graveyard you call a womb ever proves fruitful, meanwhile the maesters fear I may never bare children again." You said letting a tear escape you eye before the smile returned. "But I will and that child will be Lucerys', it will be seen as a miracle and yet another strife I have overcome despite my unfaithful husband and his bastard witch mistress. 

"Lucerys is heir to Driftmark and second in line for the throne, he could be King someday if Jacerys were to meet an unfortunate end, after I have my marriage to Aemond annulled Luce and I will request for the Queen to allow us to marry and he will take my children as his own, Armon could one day sit the throne as Aemon would on Driftmark."

"Why? Why go through all this trouble for a man you have no feelings for?" Alys asked.

"Oh I have a great many feelings for my dear husband." You sneered. "Disgust. Shame. Disappointment, but overall...Fury. How dare he humiliate me? Taking me for a fool? To push me aside for the like of the same blood her claimed to despise so much. A lesson needed to be taught, I made the mistake of excluding him from the first but this is one you two will learn together. You may stay in Kingslanding as is Aemond's right, but you will never know a moment of peace, you will always be looked at as the evil, vile, bastard, whore that attacked the princess with her child in her arms. You will be shunned, hated and looked down on as will any children you produce. Aemond has no claim to the throne in Kingslanding, Dragonstone is reserved for the heir and you no claim to Harrenheilm. No Lord or Lady would welcome you to their lands. You wanted Aemond more than anything as he wanted you and now you both will have nothing and no one besides each other." You explained as Alys stares blankly at a wall as your words pierce her mind with the new reality.

 "Plus but just between us girls." You leaned in with a wide grin. "Luce is a far better kisser."

Alys lunged at you as your body glides through the bars, you back against the wall in an attempt to create distance between the two of you, Luce rushed towards to hearing the commotion only to find you cowering against the wall as Alys screamed curses at you.

Wrapping you in his arms Luce made sure to check that she had not harmed you as the guards finally arrived. "Its fine." Luce assured them before glaring at Alys. "Just an animal getting use to her chains." He spat before leading you away and out of the dungeons.

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"If I K*lled Someone For You" PT. 1/? - older!lucerys velaryon x f! reader - taglist : @madame-fear

Summary : You're the youngest sister of the green siblings, which led to your bethrotal to Aemond. Except, the only person you really cared about was Lucerys. Lucerys agrees, so he decides to take care of Aemond.

TW + INFO: targcest, aged up lucerys, fancast: harry gilby, it's soft at the start but the end is when it gets dark

As the youngest sister of the Green siblings, you had always expected that your life would be one of duty and obligation. Full of words from your mother to follow the ways of the Seven, to act as a lady, be a Hightower princess, not a Targaryen. You were raised to understand that your family's position in the Seven Kingdoms was of utmost importance, and that your own desires and dreams must always come second to the needs of your house. It was a heavy burden to bear, but one that you accepted with grace and determination. Under the unrelentless eyes of the queen, you were her "special" daughter, you assumed. From a young age, Helaena never really liked socializing, you did. You had reflected her a little too much, with your biting of the nails, fear of not following the rules. This never failed, only when it came to Lucerys. When he maimed your brother's eye, you truly wondered if you would betray your mother's trust for him.

The aftermath of what your mother had done to Rhaenyra ran through all sibling's minds, the blood oozing through her arm. You couldn't bear the thought of seeing Lucerys' face in that particular moment. The way his eye's pupils slightly grew, with the dark lines around the color of his eyes standing out. You had tried to run to your mother, even to protect her from herself, but you were held back. That night stayed in your mind for the rest of your life, creeping, taunting your ever being. Your father had not forgotten the aftermath of such a terror. His perfect daughter being maimed just like how Aemond was according to him. Nor did he forget the injury Aemond suffered, of course not because of the pain, because of the consequences. So, he did what he thought best.

A few hours later from the incident, Viserys had beckoned all of his remaining family to heed to his call. The way you had got up from your bed, the dress clingling on to your skin from the glistening sweat of your fear the whole night. You had only went to your chambers after you made sure Aemond was atleast asleep, while you held his hand, trying to soothe him and yourself from the horrors of that night. You could still remember it, the banners shining from the light, the small sound of the chairs screeching against the floor of being moved to sit on. His frail white hair mirroring yours, it slightly moved against his lips as he made it clear and known what he wanted.

"I shall wed the princess Y/N to the prince Aemond." The same thing he had done to Helaena and Aegon, his mind never even moving at the begging and desperate pleas of his wife to stop it. A joyous joining of the family he had called it when Aegon was drowning himself in drinking because his father was too stupid and headstrong in his decision.

Clanks of a barely touched cup fell to the ground as your mother couldn't even look up at him, she couldn't exercise her power in that particular subject. She had an experience of which she did not want to extend.

Those were the words that constantly followed you around when you grew up. A hush fell in the room, as the words dawned on you. You could hear your slight shudder, the only sound in the room. Your eyes slightly burned, with the red streaks in them from staying awake the whole night. You felt your jaw trembling, as tears threatened to dribble down. You turned to look at Aemond already looking at you. Your mother had made not even a single fight, not even a request for you to have a decision over this. She sat there with a straight face at the command your father had just said. The moment your lip trembled as you tried to open your mouth and refuse this bethrotal, you were hurriedly ushered out of the room by Aegon by your mother who nodded at him. His hands were a little loose on you, always having a sweet spot for you, out of all of his siblings, you understood him the best. Now you definitely did. You thrashed in his arms, screaming to not marry Aemond. And, Aemond? He had just lost his eye, this could not even change the unimaginable pain he had just suffered.

All you were a consolation prize.

You were reminded of this again, and again by the Septa.

"Your future husband would be disgraced at such a lady." She'd say, tsking at the young girl.

"You have no husband." You murmur under your breath, lightly chuckling to yourself to mostly distract yourself of the bethrothal.

Except, you both knew she really meant Aemond. There was no choice for you when it came to love, except the looming figure of Lucerys' letters he had sent you every week.

After his family left, his face was engraved on your very soul, the flutter of his eyelashes when the air hit his face. You envied him so badly, dreading the family you had to return to, the brother. You also couldn't shake off the feeling of what he had done, but it must've been in defence? Right? You had shook yourself until these thoughts until you couldn't even think again, mother spoke of morals with such reverence. You had been close with him shortly before his leave, you hadn't even see him when he left. So, you came up with the best option you could think of. Letters.

Hello, Lucerys.

I do hope this letter reaches you as I plan to send more. I heard of your fight with Aemond, all those people against him. Why? What had he done to truly encourage your anger to rise? I know he had called you an insult I wish to not say. Mother isn't aware of what I'm writing, I fear she will be furious with me if she finds out what I'm doing. Anyways, how is it in Dragonstone? King's Landing is quite boring, all that nonsense that Criston Cole feeds to my brothers is annoying. I call him Mr. Crispy. I want to fight though as well. Atleast, I have Helaena as a friend. She scares me sometimes with her spiders though, but I don't really care. I apologize, I have been writing all about myself. How has life been for you so far? I hope you're doing very good. Have you made new friends in my absence? Please do tell Rhaenyra I said hi. Also I'm angry at you.

Love, Y/N

Dear Y/N,

Hello, how have you been? Thank you for all of your questions, and thoughtful feelings. I have made one companion I suppose, and I've rather been close to Rhaena. Did you know she can do this weird thing with her arm? It's pretty cool, but I comforted her after we returned. I think we're both mutually happy to be friends. I'm sorry for talking a lot about myself, but in short yes the travels to Dragonstone was completely fine. How is it at King's Landing? My mother also says hi, me and Jacaerys both miss you. I truly can't wait to see you again, my friend. Ignore that smile on the paper at the top, Rhaena saw what I was doing, and wrote it. Don't worry, I didn't let her see anything on it.

Your favorite prince, Lucerys

That whole day, you were fuming when you had received his letters. Rhaena? As in little stupid white-haired Rhaena? Even Helaena was wary of your attitude, as you huffed at every single little motion everyone did around you. He had found ways to ruin your life, but ways to make it good.

Aegon had decided to taunt you that day, not aware of your behavior which had been witnessed earlier.

"Aw, is the little princess sad her prince isn't here to save her?"

Your eyes widened in surprise at the thought that he might've knew about the letters, but you relaxed when you remembered Aegon always likes to tease people.

He snickered at the way your jaw ticked, and your eyebrows furrowed in a stoic look at his antics.

"Fuck off, Aegon. No wonder you have to pay for company, I don't think anyone would want your one inch shit." You playfully spat out with a sarcastic smile, while chewing your food, when your mother audibly gasped at you. She had reprimanded you the next month after, proclaiming that behavior wasn't fit for a princess. Oh, the amount of extra lessons you had to go to were tiring. You had rolled your eyes behind her back, while Criston Cole slightly chuckled.

One time, through the letters you had even thought to say something outlandish.

My lovely prince,

Wouldn't it be great if we were wed instead of you and Rhaena?

Love, your Y/N

The nervous look you had on your face was clearly showing when your hands trembled when you sent the letter.

That was nothing compared to Lucerys, though. To say he wasn't embarrassed was an understatement. The small smirk that filled his face led him to be a little smug, too much though. Jace had noticed his proud, straight posture (he certainly wished for a straight posture), and the ego that radiated of him.

PRESENT

This new change of destination led to him just being a little curious at how you had changed over the years, his mind wavering over to thoughts that had already settled in his mind for some time.

Of course, at the prospect of seeing Lucerys again, there was an unstoppable amount of joy you held. Even your civilized behaviour towards Aegon, not that he deserves it.

Aegon pointed at you in your maroon dress, narrowing at the timing and message it seemed to send. Aemond stood next to him, the ever dutifully brother. His own face of usual patience turned inquistively.

"Have you seen her behavior lately? Bet that she's been rough-housing that Velaryon boy somehow with all distance. Couldn't do your own marital duty?" He snicked, and bellowed at the thought.

"Jacey, and Y/N sitting in a tree-" He quickly shut his mouth when he saw you approaching, eyebrows raised at your aggravated expression.

"Aegon. What do you other then to meddle? Please! Have some life inspirations? You know, go read a book! Sing, whatever!" His words had easily ruined your mood. You spat at his shoes, and pushed him aside.

Over the years, you and Aemond had conducted a friendship of understanding that you both weren't exactly going to be the perfect marriage when you become wed. (Except, of course for the fact he fancied you, that part he'd never tell you.)

Aegon put his hand at his heart, when you moved to stand next to Aemond.

"Such a hurtful family! I wish you two a devastating marriage!" He proceeded to grab his foot and dramatically jump away.

You, and Aemond snickered at the sight infront of you, even when you two tried to leave, Aegon pretended to fall on the ground. The sound of him stumbling against the mulch was going to create a memory you'd never forget.

"Ungrateful family.. Pretentious pricks.. Smelly bollocks.." He huffed repeatedly, his voice gradually getting louder when no one answered him.

"Oh, my feet! MY FEET!" He hysterically started yelling, as his hair flew everywhere.

You weren't going to actually check if he had gotten hurt, but those tears sounded strangely real.

"You said you were going to train with Ser Criston?" You grabbed Aemond's arm and put it around yours.

"Well, yes? I never did say anything about you coming."

"C'mon please, let me see the best swordsman in the seven kingdoms!"

"Just the seven kingdoms? Maybe I won't let you go then." He smugly smirked with a shit-eating grin.

"Maybe the free cities too, but we'll never know unless you let me see." You tapped his nose playfully, pretending to not see the growing blush on his face.

-

You watch with the crowd, as Aemond misses Ser Criston's morningstar, the way he manuevers through the attacks, and then holds his sword against the guard's neck.

"By this rate, you'll be winning tourneys."

"I don't give a shit about tourneys."

When his face met yours, you raised your eyebrows questiongly.

You noticed he was watching something, and as you followed his gaze, you found Lucerys.

His shoulder slightly drooped lazily, as he found your form nestling near Aemond. He raised one of his eyebrows cheekily at the sight of your flushed expression. He gave you a tilt of his head to show some notion that he had seen you.

Aemond noticed the interaction, and dared to not betray his passive face. He'd just have to deal with the Strong bastard later. After all, you're his bethrothed, not him. He thought to himself, "Maybe Aegon thought of the wrong bastard."

DINNER

Strangely, you had ended up next to Lucerys, with Rhaena next to you. The thought of Rhaena being kept away from her bethrothed amused you, it was probably Daemon being protective. Little did he know, this worked perfectly in your favor.

You had turned to give Lucerys a good look, he had certainly matured. Now the curls from his father were showing more. You could see most of his features were his mother's though.

"Hello." His voice spooked you, as your eyes widened, as though you were caught at a crime scene. It was also the best voice you've ever heard - You really not to try to blush if his betrothed was just there.

"Hi. Ermm, how are you?" This made him relax a little more against the chair, a cocky grin showing.

"You want to do small talk?"

You were surprised at his new confidence, he didn't really act like this in your letters.

Just as you were about to reply, you could feel Aemond's stare burning in the back of your head.

"So, how's your betrothment?"

"It's.. fine. I'm grateful for the marriage it'll bring."

"You can be honest, just like how you are in your writing."

It was certainly an interesting night, with all of the nonsense it brought. You had constantly rolled your eyes to the point where you felt as though you had to throw up. It was rather annoying though, to see all those couples and know you and Aemond will be in a loveless marriage (atleast for you). You murmured under your breath after multiple intakes of alcohol,

"So fucking stupid."

You were glad only Lucerys was in your ear-range, or the only person who cared to listen. His starting brown eyes looked up at you, with the curls he had inheredited from his true father bouncing up on him, he slowly pulled them away from his eyes. The rings on his hands glittered off the reflection of his glass. His fingers tapping on the glass made you turn your eyes at them.

"What is?" He asked curiously, with a slight hoarse chuckle escaping his mouth. The glint in his eye reminded you of Daemon, of you knew for sure he was Ser Harwin's son, you genuienly would've thought he was Daemon's.

"I mean, look at all of them. They've all found someone. Why not me?" I pouted slightly at the sight of Daemon and Rhaenyra laughing with each other.

"Why not?" He murmured with a quiet voice, thinking about your letters.

"I'm bethrothed." I rolled my eyes at the rememberance of the memory of that night.

"You don't have to be." He stared right at you, refusing to take his eye contact off you. His eyes reflected the pure black of the clothes he wore, as though to show his devotion to you after all those years.

"What do you mean?" You hesistantly laughed. You were glad no one payed attention, because of all of their conversations.

"We can get ri-"

"A final tribute to the health of my nephews," he says. "Jace, Luke and Joffrey. Each of them handsome, wise … strong. Let us drain our cups to these three Strong boys." Aemond's loud voice echoed throughout the room.

His eye looked at you and Lucerys with barely any hidden disgusted contempt.

You didn't have any time to see what was happening, Jacaerys was trying to punch Aemond, and Lucerys and Aegon were trying to slam each other into the table.

You just got out of your seat, and ran away to your chambers. Rhaenyra gave you a small smile, while Daemon just stared at you. Moving through the hallways, you hurriedly ran to your room.

After an hour of just sitting there like you had the night Aemond lost his eye, you held yourself together with your arms, crawled into a ball. This had brought memories you didn't want to think of, each time this damned family was together, they were just hurting each other.

You looked at the door, when you heard a few knocks on it.

"Who is it?" You called out.

"Your prince." Lucerys' voice rang out, as you tried to not roll your eyes again that night.

He opened the door, as he took a few steps inside slowly, his eyes were curious to see what was in it, to see a part of yourself you might've hidden from him.

You suddenly remembered what he said earlier, "What did you mean? Get rid of what?" You murmured quietly.

"That's what I came here to ask you." His words were slow, but it seems as though he's been rehearsing them in his mind for a long time now.

"Well..?" You didn't really expect anything bad.

"I know how to get rid of your bethrothment, and mine in the process."

"This is treason, Lucerys. Just change your mind, and we'll act like you never said anything."

"Yet, I thought you were a dragon. Be a dragon." His body was now a few inches away from you.

"You don't love Aemond, you never have. Just like I'll never love Rhaena. But we love each other. We can make this happen."

"Just to entertain you.. How would we do this?"

"We end them."

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[eu-nicola]

Lord of Driftmark

Lucerys Velaryon x Fem! OC

Summary: it wasn’t secret that prince lucerys had many conquests and his sister was jealous.

warnings: my first language isn’t English and I didn't correct this / smut / incest / I know the labels aren’t 100% correct

It wasn’t a secret to the kingdom that Prince Lucerys "Lord of Driftmark" had many conquests throughout the kingdom, he was refused to marry and belong completely to anyone, his mother Queen Rhaenyra had tried many times to convince him but he simply did not want to, he was fine as sole ruler and with his women around, it was said that he had had some bastards but he had not wanted them, they were had dark hair as any child could have so there was no way to prove that they were his children.

On the other hand there was his younger sister Visenya the young girl who loved him since she had been conscious, she had always felt jealous of all the women who hovered around him and she wanted to murder each and every one of them but she could not, she could not show herself like that to others and she was definitely not going to let her jealousy win her over. Sometimes the princess made some of her brother's suitors disappear, the prettiest ones she sent away and made sure they never came near them again, it wasn't necessary scary them because they had the beautiful woman with a strong character and fierce stories.

Rhaenyra knew what her daughter felt and she also knew that there was no line in the world that Visenya would not cross for him.

sometimes it reminded her of her youth, the fire her children had within her and how they were as attracted to each other as she was to Daemon. Rhaenyra was aware that her son felt the same way since when it was suggested to him that she and Daemon had the idea of marrying Visenya to a noble of one of the houses he flatly refused, he even got angry at the idea. That was the first time.

There was another occasion in which Visenya was talking with a young Stark and while they were laughing and talking from afar Lucerys watched them and especially the man he killed him with his eyes, that time he called the man and took him away from the room after that it was only known that the next day he was returning to his home.

Both did everything to prevent the other from interacting with other people but neither of them did anything to be together.

As a princess she had to marry urgently and that was about to happen, despite Lucerys' attempts to stop it from happening, the Lannister house accepted the queen's offer to marry her youngest daughter to John Lannister, the youngest son of the family. Visenya was not entirely happy but if that was what she had to do she would do it no matter what, her family was the most important thing and above all her name was.

That day all the houses prepared to go to the wedding of their princess, by request of the Lannister house the wedding was going to be like any other because they did not want to follow the Valyrian traditions for not knowing them, Visenya was upset with this because she always wanted to get married under their traditions but there was nothing you could say to make them do it. After that everything happened quickly and the young couple was finally married, the whole event was witnessed by Lucerys from afar because at no time he wanted to approach them more than he should, he didn’t want to talk to them and much less to congratulate them.

While the people danced and drank Visenya's ladies took her to her room to prepare her to be with her husband, they bathed her body and let her hair down, they dressed her with a beautiful white nightgown ready for the night, as soon as they left Visenya heard the sound of the door and she thought it was her husband but it was not, it was prince Lucerys right in front of her.

"What are you doing here Lucerys?". She asked.

"I wanted to see my little sister “. He answered her, getting even closer to her.

"You didn't want to greet me the whole dinner, why would do it now? “. Visenya moved away from him trying to avoid him touching her but he was quicker and he grabbed her by the wrist. "Let go Lucerys, I don't want you to touch me".

"You don't want to eh?, that's not what it looks like when I see you spying on me with other women". Visenya was stunned to be discovered and did not want to say a word. "I know you want to be the one under me “.

"No, I don't and I will never want to". She defended herself.

"Never say never, darling “. Immediately after that he grabbed her by the waist pulled her to him and kissed her.

In the blink of an eye they were both on the bed she was supposed to share with her husband, Visenya straddling his lap, Lucerys' large hands roaming from her hips to the curve of her slightly exposed ass.

"Luke." She moaned as best she could. Her pussy was throbbing as he kissed her neck, slapping his hips against her clit.

"You must go, my husband could arrive." She pleaded him.

" Maybe then he will realize that no one could ever make you feel the way I do ". He whispered against her neck.

He stood up a little and turned around to drop her on the bed. He helped her take off her dress and leave her completely naked, walked over to her and began to distribute kisses all over her body and the occasional mark.

" Please Luke, don't tease me." She begged him.

" Are you going to let me use this pretty pussy?" he asked, running his tip up and down.

She nodded her head and he immediately smiled, his right hand reaching down to grab her thigh while his left hand guided his cock.

She moaned as she slowly felt him, her pussy stretching around his cock as he soothed her.

"It won't last long the pain, trust me." He told her. He leaned into her face spreading kisses across her lips and neck as he began to gently thrust in and out of her.

Visenya was starting to get desperate and wanted more. "Luke, harder." She whispered in his ear. He was surprised but took advantage and wasted no time to start fucking her harder.

"Tomorrow morning you will be carrying my child in your womb and no other man will be able to touch you".

Finger nails running down his muscular back, his words made Visenya thrill.

" Did you understand me?" . He asked taking her by the throat.

" Yes yes, I will take as many children as you ask me to, I promise " . He continued to pound her relentlessly, one hand gripping her thigh and the other grabbing her pretty throat.

"Please, I need...".

"Cum around my cock." He asked her and so she did, she felt free.

Luke finally came and his body felt bigger and bigger on top of her, his cum felt hot as it filled her cervix.

"Shit." he exhaled, pulling his cock out as his cum dripped from Visenya's pussy.

He brought his fingers up and pushed them back into her, making sure nothing escaped.

"Let nothing go to waste." He told her before planting a kiss on her mouth.

"Luke and what about my husband?". She asked him.

"I'll make sure it looks like an accident". At such an answer she smiled at him and kissed him again.

She was tired but she wanted to keep her promise and give him as many children as he asked for and for that to be fulfilled they had to keep going, so without wasting time she climbed on top of her brother and again directed his cock in her aching pussy to feel him deep inside.

" So someone is eager to continue." He told her with a smile. He took by the hips and began to guide her in her work and so they continued their night without stopping until dawn.

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[darklinsblog]

Anomaly | Lucerys Velaryon Imagine

Summary: Years have passed since you created the nexus event, only this time, you and your family must visit King’s Landing, but Lucerys hasn’t forgotten of you.

Pairing: Lucerys Velaryon x Morpheus!Daughter reader

Part I

Author’s note: I promise after this we go back to on-scheduled Morpheus fics BUT I NEEDED TO WRITE THIS PART EVEN THOUGH THE FIRST ONE DID LIKE ABSOLUTE SHEE- okay thx ✨

It had been six years since you saved Lucerys from an imminent death, creating a Nexus event, resulting in your whole family, keeping tabs on the boy as his destiny became uncertain due to your accidental intervention.

The rest of the events went accordingly, but with the death of each loved one of Luke’s life you saw the poor prince being tormented by his immense losses.

He even had to watch, alongside his younger brother Aegon how their mother was viciously eaten by a dragon.

As well as practically being kept locked away as war kept going beyond the walls. When Aegon II died due to poison, and since he had no male heirs to inherit his throne, Lucerys was taken as next in line.

He had taken his place as the next king at the young age of fifteen, and regardless of other’s second-guessing. The king did an outstanding job, taking into consideration the post-war context of his reign.

Shockingly enough, Lucerys did not take Rhaena as his wife, but being a man, his decision to wait to marry wasn’t put onto the question.

Although, your father Morpheus knew better than anyone at the King’s court why he chose not to marry.

It was because his mind was fixated upon you, Y/N the girl who, so mysteriously saved his life. Truth be told, he had spent years searching for you on the low, but of course he had no luck finding you.

You didn’t admit to it even as the years passed but you would think of him too. A lot.

The Endless were going down to the Waking World, they would check upon the young king every once in a while, making sure everything was in perfect balance.

This time, as your father was to departure he stopped by at the gardens, where you spent an awful lot of time now.

Your dear father Dream sat beside you upon the grass, inspecting the view of The Dreaming.

“You may come if you please” your father spoke calmly, while you looked at him with your eyes wide open.

“But Destiny-“ you said nervously and Morpheus’ eyes softened.

“Leave your uncle to me, only be mindful of your distance with the boy” he advised you, while you nodded fervently and excited hugging your father tightly.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” You repeated as you hurried towards the veil at full speed now.

The Waking World felt so different now, more sober. Which was understandable given that this people had survived a war.

You were dressed up as nobles and tonight the kingdom was hosting a ball to reunite the noble houses. Thankfully your aunt had an eye to eye relationship with Mr. Cregan Stark so it was easy to blend in.

Every member of your family went in diverse directions including your father, not before he grabbed your arm softly.

“Please remember” he warned

“Father, I know. Maintain distance” you said annoyed

“Distance is no longer an option as he stands mere feet away from you. Only careful” your heart skipped a beat as he spoke such words, you turned but he was long gone and your eyes finally fell on Lucerys “The Dignified” Targaryen.

If you hadn’t spent all these years watching him from a far, you swore you wouldn’t have recognized him, he had grown taller and more muscular, his eyes seemed darker now.

Perhaps from all the horrors he had witnessed; but nevertheless, it was him. With that perfect golden crown contrasting his raven locks.

But the world stopped when he looked at you. The young king was looking at you, much worse, there was a sense of recognition in his eyes.

Panic flowed through your body as you tried to get lost in this sea of people and you almost managed to get through the door, but a hand caught your wrist.

Your breath hitched, you shut your eyes, maybe thinking if you did it would all go away but it didn’t.

Because truly you had no other choice but to face him.

When you did, Luke was still holding your wrist but it was almost as if he was trying to engrave your features in the back of his mind.

“Is it you? Y/N?” He asked trying to contain his excitement, his need, his hope and your eyes glistened.

“I didn’t think you would remember me…” you whispered softly but he heard you still, so he smiled softly.

“How could I not remember the girl who’s the sole reason of me standing here?” He spoke with such longing now making your knees tremble, he pulled you closer, placing a hand on your upper back, like a fine gentleman.

“Luke…” he smirked at the way his name rolled out of your tongue.

“I see you haven’t forgotten of me either” now he draw closer to your ear till you could feel his hot breath on your ear. “It’s been long since I’ve heard anyone call me that”

You would’ve already fell to the floor if it was for Luke’s strong arm holding you up.

“Please, come with me” he pleaded and you looked down, you were weak under his gaze and you knew it. “Please” he begged once more.

At last, you gave in and Lucerys guided you upon the palace gardens, you were quiet for awfully long, but you could feel the king’s gaze upon you.

“Y/N…” he chanted your name

“Don’t, Luke” you responded rapidly, Luke grabbed your waist and swiftly spoon you around, his hands were holding you firmly, so you could not escape as easy.

“Listen to me, only hear me if your heart calls for me, the way mine roars upon yours” he begged and you could only breathe heavily

“Your memory was the only thing that kept me sane, I even dared to hate you, wonder why you saved me, wonder if you were just a fabrication of my tortured mind to endure the pain” your eyes watered at his words, you wished you could be with him in all those moments he needed someone, anyone.

“Luke, meeting you was the most wonderful thing to me, but even this moment, is stolen, not supposed to exist” you were holding back the tears as you closed your eyes.

“Y/N, Y/N!” He said cupping your face in his hands, and you had no other option but to look at him.

“I do not care if the soil beneath our feet turns to ash. If the world implodes in on itself, I would give away my realm, my crown, if that’s what it took to have you by my side”

“Luke, listen to yourself you sound mad!”

“Do you love me?”

“LUKE!”

“DO. YOU. LOVE. ME?”

“YES!” You exploded “LUDICROUSLY. IRRATIONALLY. I AM… hopeless beyond repair…” you trailed off, surrendering to the want for him, because you couldn’t hold yourself any longer.

You were breathing on each other’s mouths heavily, his eyes diverted to your lips, you were mere millimeters apart and it was driving you both onto utter madness.

“Then I beg you… choose me. Set me free of the torment of this suffocating distance that burns my very soul”

Maybe he was right, maybe the world would implode in on itself, maybe Hell would freeze, maybe the Earth’s crust would separate in two.

But you were tired of running from your desires, you just wanted to fall deeper in love to this king, to the sweet boy you met all those years ago.

Maybe it was a mistake.

But mistakes could not have felt this good. Could they?

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[aemondsbeloved]

From The Tides Masterlist

Summary: You are the daughter of a fisherman in a small village of the Stormlands, uncaring of the impending civil war amongst the Targaryens until one day when a boy floats to to the shore of your village. Except this is not ordinary boy; Riddled with nightmares and loss of memory, Lucerys cannot remember who he is, until he does. From the moment you hear of Aemond Targaryen you are consumed of hatred for him. Aemond Targaryen is a near kinslayer grappling with his position. For him it was simple: align with Rhaenyra after Lucerys was heard to be living or lose his head, let his entire family lose their heads. He does what he must, as he always has; Just as he tolerate his nephews presence he tolerates the lowborn girl turned handmaiden to the Queen who looks at him like he is a monster and does not fail to express her mind no matter the time of day or what decorum allows. His grandfather thinks she is a lowborn upstart who would take any power she is given. His mother looks at her with trepidation and worry. His sister enjoys her company too much and might even consider her a dear friend. Aemond does not know what to do with her.

Pairing: Lucerys Velaryon x reader (platonic), Aemond Targaryen x reader (eventually romantic)

Series Warnings: incest relationships mentioned (daemon/rhaenyra, helaena/aegon), except canon aegon in this series, threats of violence against women, enemies to lovers, canon divergent, Queen Rhaenyra AU

[ao3 link]

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | more to come!

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[lilys-of-the-valley]

Hi could you please do a lucerys x reader story and the reader is alicent and viserys youngest daughter. Thank you❤

Of course!! It is a cute little story in which Lucerys and the youngest daughter of Alicent and Viserys are in a secret relationship! 🩷

Your bare feet padded softly on the cold stone floor as you moved through the deserted halls of the Red Keep, your silk nightgown moved around your body as you skillfully weeved around pillars and candle holders, keeping a keen eye out for any lurking guards or watchmen that would surely send you back to your own bed chambers.

You grinned when the door you were looking for came into view. There was a guard walking at the end of the hall, so you crouched behind a pillar, keeping out of view. He marched off down the hall, and you bolted, quick feet slapping softly against the floor as you reached the large wooden door, your hands fumbled and grabbed at the handle, pulling it and letting yourself slink into the room, the wood groaning and creaking behind you as you shut it softly.

Flickering candle light helped your eyes to adjust to the dark room, but you didn't get enough time to fully map out your surroundings when a force hits your side. The wind is knocked from your lungs as Lucerys pretty much throws himself onto you, his arms wrap around your midsection, his head nuzzles into the crook of your neck, his soft lips leave soft kisses on your shoulder as you giggle.

You raise your hands to pet the boys soft brown curls, the silky hair wrapped around your fingers as they carded through the forest of brown atop his pretty head. His face was still hidden in your neck, his warm breath fanning across your skin and making you shiver slightly. His hands gripped and tugged lightly on your nightgown as his arms held you tightly around the midsection.

You smile and grin, hugging him back. "Luke! I missed you so much, I have not seen you all day"

He nods into your neck, placing one last kiss before raising his head to look into your eyes, he smiles and presses a soft kiss to your lips, his lips were soft and tasted mildly sweet, his scent overwhelmed you as he kissed you gently. When he pulls away, he says sweetly. "I have missed you too. Avy jorrāelan." (I love you)

You grin widely and nod in agreement, a silent gesture to show him that you feel the same, he slowly releases you from his grasp and guides you over to his bed, it was grand and fit for a Prince, covered in thick furs and heavy covers, you didn't need to be convinced to get into it.

He climbs into the bed quickly after you, laying beside you, his arms looping around your waist again as you both cuddle in the bed, your needy prince kissing your cheeks softly as you settle in his arms.

Once you are both settled and cosy, he grabs the book that you have both been reading, it was written in High Valyrian so when he read it aloud to you your heart fluttered at the way his voice sounded when speaking the words so fluently. It always put you to sleep quickly.

And that was how you fell asleep, wrapped in the arms of your beloved as he read your book aloud, his voice lulling you into a peaceful sleep, you would slip out unknown to any others in the Keep, and your mother would never have to know... until you outed it, of course.

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[jacesbeloved]

amidst the waves

summary: born a lowborn, your family a group of fishermen that supply the market; one day, it wasn’t a fish caught but rather, a young man.

pairing: lucerys velaryon x fem!reader

warnings/notes: light mentions of blood, head injury, luke being a sweet boi, wrote this on a whim

part: I, II, III

The sea had been much nicer.

You had finished your daily arrangements, just getting back to your small hut after traveling to the market with your brother to sell the fish you caught just earlier to the vendors. Dropping the pouch with small amount of silver coins on the wooden table.

The smell of fish reeked inside of the small hut, your siblings planting themselves on the floor while your mother scolded you three. Telling you to shower and get rid of the fishy smell.

You chuckled lightly at her furious look when your younger siblings ignored her. You kiss her on the cheek before leaving the hut, and she complains about your odor once more.

The skies were clearer than usual, with no frightening or thundering grey clouds over the shore. It was one of those occurrences where the gods blessed you with pleasant weather for fishing and enjoying the sun at the bay. Because of it, showering was easier since the covers weren't flying and being blown away by the wind.

"Did mother and father just leave?" You inquire as you enter your hut. Alaine, your younger sister, shrugged. Continuing on sharpening a random stick of wood for spearing. "It's been quite some time, I think-" When Arrel, the youngest, speaks to answer, the sounds of horses neighing cut him off.

"Stay here." You pull them away from the open windows and into a room near the small kitchen.

You slowly peered out the window; horses and men in armor were standing outside of the hut. A harsh knock on the door startles you. "Is there someone here?"

The force of the knock somehow scares you that the man might break down your door, so you open it. A tall man covered in silver armor with various illustrations on his chest plate stood outside, a number of knights behind him.

Your eyebrows furrowed. What could have been their business here?

"Is there something wrong?" You ask politely.

The man in front of you cranes his neck to look behind you; your two siblings can be seen peering through the doorway of the room they were hiding in.

"May we come in?" Before you even get to reply, the guards have already welcomed themselves in. Five guards were going inside of your house as you looked at them with confusion. Your family has been an upright family, not disobeying your lords, not being selfish about your daily gains in the market. There couldn't have possibly been a law that your family broke that made the guards raid your house.

They looked around your house, touching things they shouldn't even be touching. Your questions were left unanswered as they ignored you.

"That- That's my siblings. They're children. What is the issue!? You cannot just barge into our home and not tell us why!" You say it loudly when they start pulling your siblings out of the room and to the open area. The guards looked at you with their eyebrows raised. Surprised, you actually got the balls to raise your voice at them.

"Has there been a young man that came from the shore? Perhaps, swam to here?" The head of the guards asks. "Not that tall, brown hair, porcelain skin." He further elaborates.

You swiftly shake your head, telling them that you're more than positive that there hasn't been a man from the shore. Your family didn't even have neighbors. How could a man swim to the shoreline without you knowing?

He nods at you, re-gripping the butt of his sword. "Very well." One jerk of his head and the guards inside of your home leave your hut. You ran after them to ask questions about what exactly was happening and what they wanted.

The guard laughs at your demand, handing you a heavy pouch. "For your troubles."

Your forehead creased even further. You wanted answers, they gave you gold. "Sister, what's in it?" Your siblings asked enthusiastically, running to your hand.

You sighed heavily, handing them the heavy pouch before closing the door, checking to make sure that the guards had already left. They squealed loudly upon pouring the content of the pouch out. Numerous golden coins spilled out of it. Their small hands held as many gold coins as they could while you rubbed your temple.

The coin shone between your fingers, the familiar embossed image of King Jahaerys on the front of the coin.

"Y/N!" You shot up. The voice was familiar. It's your father.

You immediately snapped to your siblings, grabbing the coins and placing them in the pouch before handing them to them. "Stay in the room, will you? Take the coins."

The worst possible situation was in your mind, your father rowing in your injured mother, or even the other way around. Or could it be possible that both of them are injured? All of these thoughts were far from what was incoming.

Both your mother and father were rowing in as fast as they could, a small body seemingly also inside the small wooden boat.

"Gods be good, we saw him swimming in the middle of the sea!" Your mother exclaims, her brow furrowed in concern, as you assist them in removing a man your age from the boat. Your father grunted heavily as he desperately tried to check the man's body, doing what he does whenever one of you almost drowns while swimming. Hands expertly pumping his chest.

As you watch your parents grow worried at the man's blue tone, an image suddenly flashes in your mind.

"Not that tall, brown hair, porcelain skin,"

His body jerks up. You three jumped a bit at him. He coughs, water coming out of his mouth as he couldn't even raise his body. Your father helped him by turning his head to the right to stop him from choking on the water in his mouth.

You turn the man's body to the side, grunting loudly because of the heavy leather he wore. You hit his back firmly to help him cough out the water.

"Boy, can you hear us? Hello?" Your mother's hand waves in front of his face before cupping the stranger's face.

His eyes slowly flutter open, revealing the purest brown orbs you have ever seen. His body jerks suddenly upon seeing you and your parents, desperately trying to get away. All three of you rush to calm the man down.

"Calm down... calm down, okay? Nothing will hurt you.. We're helping you here." Your mother said, nodding softly as she tried to approach him. His bewildered eyes switched from you to your mother, to your father.

"Where am I?" He asks quietly, your father explaining to him that he's in the stormlands. They found him swimming desperately in the middle of the sea before his eyes fell closed and he started descending into the water.

His breathing eventually stabilizes and his skin returns to its normal porcelain color while you approach him cautiously. After your father explained to him what happened, you offered your hand to help him stand up. He looks at you suspiciously before grabbing your hand and pulling himself up. The man's body weight pulls you downwards. You would've fallen on him if it weren't for your mother helping you pull him up.

An awfully familiar red liquid drops onto your fingers when you hold the man by the back of his neck, trying to help him up.

"M-mother..." Your voice was shaking, your eyes widening at what it was. They turned to you in confusion. "His.. his head, it's bleeding." You gulped, showing them your finger before the man reached behind his head. The same liquid coated his fingers.

Your parents had rushed him inside, hurrying to grab a piece of scrap fabric to wrap around his head. None of you knew what to do at the moment, and with the man being awfully familiar with the description of the guards earlier, you knew better than to bring him to the city. At least not immediately.

You roasted some fish outside, giving the man named Luke food and a new set of clothes from your father. His clothes were much thinner than the leather ensemble he wore prior.

"Wait, so you fell from the sky? Like, from the sky, then to the waters, then you tried to swim?" You tried to understand the words of the man eating freshly roasted fish in front of you.

"Yes, but I think it's because I fell from my dragon. Wait, then where's my dragon?"

"Pardon? What do you mean dragon-"

"Only Targaryens have dragons!" Arrel cuts you off, shrieking loudly. He always loved those creatures.

You glared at your sibling before turning back to the man named Luke, as he said his name was, the man smiling at your brother.

His smile drops when he sees your glare, awkwardly looking back at his food. You groan loudly, massaging your face with your hands.

"Look, I honestly do not know where my mother and father found you, but you're left here with me, and I need confirmation that you aren't just a mad man waiting for us to sleep before you kill us." You rant, the words just coming out of your mind without even a second to think about what you want to say.

The man looked at you weirdly. His eyebrow arched as he finished the food in front of him, tidying up his utensils and the plate.

"I do not know how to prove my innocence, my lady, but I assure you, I am not a mad man."

"You just said you fell from a dragon!" You interjected. "Because I did! I don't quite remember its name, but I am sure it was a dragon I fell from." Luke replies.

You stared at him, dumbfounded. "And then what, let me guess, you suddenly fell asleep and then fell down your dragon?"

He shrugs. Actually thinking about what happened next. His memories were mere fragments, not remembering much aside from just falling after someone he cannot quite remember, ordered him to fly to the storm's end. It must be an authoritative figure to order him to fly a dragon. At the thought, his head starts to hurt. He didn't remember much, or anything really. Only the fact that he fell. Even his own family, he couldn't remember anything. As much as he tried, his head only hurt even more. 

"I am actually not quite sure. The only thing I remember was me falling from my dragon." He says quietly, his face turning gloomy like the clouds on a normal day. You felt kind of bad at his reaction, not wanting him to feel like you were making fun of what happened to him. The man almost drowned.

"Wait for me here." You spoke, pursing your lips as you left the kitchen while he nodded.

"Thank you for letting me stay, and for the food. It's really good." You smiled a bit at his comment, happy whenever someone praises the food you cook. "Thank you. I roasted it."

You nod at him, gesturing at Alaine and Arrel to watch him before walking to your parents outside, seeing them going crazy over the pouch. Faces bright as they counted the gold coins.

"What are we going to do with him?" They scramble to hide the coins, placing them in their own pouches before dusting themselves. Your eyes staring blankly at them.

Your parents looked at each other, unsure of what to say. "We'll- uh, we'll set up a separate hut for him. He'll stay with us. Or he could be in a tent. It would be beside ours, so we could keep an eye on him."

You look at your father in confusion, "And who will build Luke a hut?" They look at each other once more.

"We will." Your father says with a smile, grabbing a hold of the gold coins in his pouch and jiggling them to hear the clanking of the metal. Rolling your eyes, you watched as the two of them went back to counting the coins, not even bothering to ask where the coins came from.

"And also, bring our catches to the market! I promised Grahar that we would sell him our next catch. Take Luke with you!" A sigh leaves your lips as you go back into the hut.

All the while, Luke was playing with Arrel and Alaine. They seemed to tell him stories about what your family did for a living, while the three of them sharpened wooden spears. They turn to you expectantly. You lick your lips, scratching your head in irritation, when you spot the freshly caught fish in the net by the kitchen.

You walked past the three of them as they went back to playing, grabbing the net full of fish and other sea creatures.

When you walked past Luke to get to the door, you touched his shoulder. The curly-haired brunette turned to you.

"Come on, we have to bring this to the market."

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☼ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 ☼

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 = [Chapter 1] 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 = 3464

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 = Loneliness quickly becomes suffocating so you might take advantage of an escape when you find one.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 = sex, dry humping, fingering, exhibitionism.

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 = Lucerys Velaryon x Targaryen!Aunt!oc [When I read x oc I change the name or some details, you can do the same !]

𝗦𝗼𝗻𝗴 = i watched « Scandal » while writing and damn it’s a good show and i love the drama !

𝗔/𝗡 = after almost a year I'm finally reposting this fanfic hoping that those who followed me on my other account are happy and that new people discover my work!

The arrival of Rhaenyra and her sons had shaken the entire castle. Particularly Aemond who seemed much more angry than usual but Jaeherys had not sais anything preferring not to attract the wrath of her husband.

So at the beginning of the afternoon, when the arrival of his sister and the young men were announced, Jaeherys could not help but slip into Helaena's room to drag her after her.

—Helaena, I beg you to come with me ! Pleaded the silver haired girl.

She knelt in front of her younger sister, delicately placing her hands on her thighs trying not to frighten her. The youngest was embroidering, as usual, the twins not far from her, playing with wooden carriages that Viserys had carved.

Helaena's eyes avoided her sister's as much as possible before she could stop herself from looking at her and with a slight movement of protest she ended up placing her embroidery next to her before getting up, Jaeherys following her with a satisfied smile.

The eldest took the princess’s hand before hurrying out of the room, pushing past one of the nanny who came to take care of the twins.

—What’s so interesting ? Helaena finally asked.

—Men, jealousy,...competition ! You'll see, it's a lot funnier than it looks.

Helaena frowned, not understanding what her sister found interesting, but she only looked her sister hesitantly and just stayed in Jaeherys' shadow, safe. They finally arrived near the stairs which gave onto the courtyard, where the weapons were stored and which their brothers, mainly Aemond, used as a training ground.

The two young women had leaned slightly against a low wall, observing as best they could what was happening.

—Do you see them ? Jaeherys asked Helaena with a sigh.

Jaeherys turned her head towards her sister and seeing her staring at a certain point she began to look around for what Helaena had spotted. And there she saw them, two young men looking at the weapons placed on a table. They seemed to be having a lively conversation and when they turned around the woman’s gaze fell on the smaller of the two.

Her eyes wandered over his face, his slightly childish features and his brown hair. He seemed gentle, too gentle for such a world and his light smile made the young woman smirk. Sneer that Helaena noticed immediately, her look looked directly disapproving.

—Dragons don’t mix with humans. Whispered the youngest.

Jaeherys finally looked away from the young prince to stare at her sister who now had a calm expression.

—Dragons like to play with their food, don’t they ?

Helaena gave her another disapproving look and Jaeherys rolled her eyes knowing that her little sister wasn't going to let her go.

—What did you see to be so cold and unfunny ? The eldest growled as she walked away.

—...Hand on the loom. Spool of green, spool of black. Dragons of flesh weave dragons of thread...Helaena whispered under her breath.

The morning had passed quickly, and soon it was time for the trial. However, the young princess did not want to be there, all these stories did not interest her, the gossips of her servants were much more interesting than the problems they had created on their own.

So she remained sitting on a chair the whole time, in front of her dressing table, her son in her arms. Her nanny knitted alongside them while the servants were busy tidying up the room and changing the sheets while chatting.

Then it was time to prepare for the evening meal and Jaeherys had to part with her little boy after placing a soft kiss on his silver hair.

A few minutes later while a maid was combing her long hair, Aemond finally decided to show the tip of his nose. He seemed angry and his lilac pupils burned her skin. Resigned, the young woman made the teenager who was braiding her hair leave.

—This dress particularly highlights you. Remarked the prince, approaching her little by little.

She then looked at herself in the mirror, her eyebrows furrowed. He never complimented her, something was wrong.

—Are you feeling well dear husband ? Maybe you have a little fever.

—...I'm warning you wife, don't play any games tonight.

She turned her head furiously towards him to find the man at her side, arms crossed behind his back as his hard eye stared at her.

For a moment she told herself that it was better not to annoy him even more and that he only wanted her good, that she not sully his honor a little more, but the thought titillated her, who was he to called into question her honor or not, well...apart from her husband.

—What do you mean ? She dared to retort in a deep voice.

In a split of seconds Aemond grabbed her jaw between his rough fingers, preventing her from looking away or even turning her head. Jaeherys felt the inside of her cheeks brush against her bottom teeth and a pinch to her cheeks made her wince.

—I let you give birth to a bastard but I won’t let you dishonor me even more by creating a second one, is that clear ?

She didn't answer him, his grip on her far too strong for a sentence to come out of her mouth. Understanding it, he released her before taking a small handkerchief out of his pocket to clean his hands, as if she had a contagious disease.

Once free her fingers had delicately caressed his cheeks, testing the pain, her gaze directed to the ground. It wasn't the first time he had acted this way but each time it took her a few minutes to truly realize what had just happened.

—Our nephews have become very handsome young men, ready to take a wife and consummate their marriages. With them. He explained while turning his attention to an outfit that the servants had placed on the marital bed for him.

—I see, if you're afraid that I'll steal this privilege, don't worry. I won't touch them...The young woman mocked while looking up to admire her reflection.

Ho boy was she wrong. Going down the stairs to the dining room, the young princess did not expect to feel this little tickle in her lower abdomen.

There were only her mother and Otto present in the room, seated at the large table. On the arm of Aemond and behind Aegon they arrived and went to their respective places. Jaeherys next to her grandfather while being close to her husband.

Then everyone finally arrived and sat down to eat. For the first time that evening, while drinking her glass of wine, She allowed herself a furtive glance at her nephews. The drink flowed down her gullet as her pupils dilated while taking a moment to really look at them, from the front this time, starting with the older of the two.

Jacaerys was tall and stood straight, surely trying to establish respect among those present around this table. His child face had been replaced by that of a man. Then her gaze flickered to the other young man who was chatting with the girl next to him, Rhaena.

Jaeherys admired the prince's amused smile, his face was softer and younger than his brother, his hair looked slightly wavy at the ends, he was pretty.

Her fingers tightened around her glass as she put one leg on top of the other while trying to maintain a good posture.

When she was younger, she was never interested in boys or their stupid games. She preferred to stay alongside her sister, playing with little dolls that the lords' wives had given her for one of her birthdays. The only time she had interfered in their affairs had been the night Aemond lost his eye. She had not intervened to protect anyone but rather to avoid losing a limb too.

Result ? She escaped with a nice scar on her chest. Who had inflicted it on her ? No idea, the memory had slipped from her head as her hand had began to cover the wound trying to prevent the blood from escaping. Now that she thought about it, why had she joined in the commotion ?

That evening was the very last time she was able to see her nephews or her older sister.

When the young men's engagement was announced, Jaeherys almost spit out her wine, which attracted the curious look of Aegon and the threatening eye of Aemond.

It was one more reason not to approach them and he had warned her, he had accepted a bastard but would not do the same with a second.

Only by seeing her sister and Jacaerys having fun and dancing, the temptation to have fun too was too great. While all attention was on the two young people she slipped from her chair to move discreetly.

The silver haired girl purposely made a big detour to pass behind Lucerys. Her nails quickly stroked the back of the Velaryon's neck, making him turn his head in incomprehension as she continued on her way to Aegon's chair. She patted his shoulder then put an arm behind her back, offering her other hand dramatically.

—My prince. Would you give me the honor to have this dance ? She proposed to him, her lips curled into a grin.

Unfortunately their dance did not last long. Aemond was unable to hold back his venom which ended in a general fight as Jaeherys rushed to the side of her mother and sister.

Everyone had been dismissed to their rooms, but that hadn't stopped the insults from flying through the corridors, resulting in Helaena covering her ears and the elder princess staying by her side, accepting the refusal of contact that had desired Helaena.

Jaeherys had decided to disobey. Aemond had been so angry that he had decided not to stay and sleep in the marital bedroom, which did not bother the young woman at all.

It had been years since she felt the softness of a man's arms around her waist or an affectionate kiss on the forehead. Her husband was certainly not a man of love or affection, and she had accepted it, Aegon had given her everything she wanted.

So she got up from her bed and then ran her fingers along the stone wall of her room. The secret corridors all led to the bedrooms or secret rooms reserved for the royal family.

Once in these she thanked herself inwardly for having looked into which wing and room the young princes had slipped. Once arriving at a dead end, the princess pressed one of the stones and entered the princely bedroom.

The woman touched the silk sheets of the four-poster bed with her fingertips, numerous candles flickered illuminating the room in addition to the light of the moon.

The room was quite large and simply furnished, nothing too extravagant or too simple. And in the corner of the room was an open door, leading to a bathroom.

Jaeherys approached discreetly to peer into the small opening. A young teenage woman poured a splash of water on the prince's foaming hair. She then moved away from the door to sit on the large bed.

After about ten minutes the door opened slightly to let Lucerys out in his dressing gown, his head bowed while he dried his hair with a cloth. Looking up, he stopped in the middle of the room to stare at her.

—What are you doing here ? he finally asked after a few dozen seconds of silence.

The silver haired girl got up from the bed, smoothing the folds of her cream-colored night gown. Hands behind her back she walked towards the young man, an amused smile covering her lips.

—I just wanted to congratulate my nephew on his engagement !

Once in front of him Jaeherys touched Lucerys' brown locks. Within theses walls, hair of this color were rare without counting her mother and she never allowed herself to touch them.

—You have...no experience with women, do you ? Added the young woman.

Luke looked insulted and embarrassed, with a slight touch of fear. It was clear that he had never experienced a situation like this and that he did not know how to react.

Finally he moved away from her to approach his bed, on a small drawer next to the bed was a dagger. Did he really think she would hurt him?

—What do you want ? He finally asked her in a whisper.

—Teach you a lesson, teach you...how to touch a woman's body ? Offered Jaeherys.

The prince looked at her before starting to chuckle, shaking his head from side to side. But she was in no way discouraged or offended by his action. Honestly, she had expected him to snap her out right away so a little laugh was nothing at all.

She glanced over the young man, and noticed his fists tightening around the sheets of his bed. His eyes reflected lust so she decided to continue in her momentum.

—You can tell me to leave whenever you want, you can even call a guard.

Taking small steps towards him she began to undo the lacing of her dress, attracting Lucerys' attention.

Once again he did nothing, contenting himself with watching her nimble fingers completely undo the outfit and her nails delicately parting the fabric to slightly reveal her white skin and the beginning of her breasts.

—If you want to see more you'll have to do it yourself, but if you want me to get out then I will.

She saw him swallow his saliva in one gulp before finally getting up from the bed to take a long step closer to her. His fingers trembled once in front of her as he hesitated for a moment, a hesitation that she noticed.

Finally his instincts took over his reason and in a few gentle and slow movements he dropped her outfit to the floor leaving her naked in front of his embarrassed eyes.

—Good boy. She smiled tenderly at the younger boy caressing his cheek.

He didn't dare to look lower than her collarbones. So she ended up taking control, her thumb caressed his lips before she kissed him with a certain gentleness and affection.

He let her do what she wanted, placing a slightly trembling hand on his right hip. He let himself be guided by the movement of her lips against his and by the love and lust he felt when she ran her hand through his hair.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the bathroom door open silently and shyly. She saw the teenager's red face, the girl had surely heard everything and didn't know where to go.

The princess smiled into the kiss but didn't stop. With one hand on his chest she led him back to the bed where she made him sit down obediently. It wasn't the first time that maids had surprised her in unusual situations.

The young man still not having noticed the figure standing towards the door just looked at the woman in front of him with passion and desire. He had never felt this kind of thing before and even less admired a female body so closely. However, he didn't mind it at all, on the contrary.

He finally raised his hand to touch her neck and shyly move down to her chest. He had had the opportunity to see breasts from afar but never in this way or so intimately.

—It’s soft...and pretty. He whispered, staring at her breasts.

She smiled amusedly, it was clear that he had never touched a woman and this fact suddenly struck her mind.

—You can do whatever you want, I will guide you if you ask me.

He nodded and brought his face closer to her body. Hands around her waist to get a hold somewhere, he began to place kisses on her stomach then the underside of her breasts.

Jaeherys closed her eyes as she placed her hands on his shoulders, she took the opportunity to scratch them lightly when his tongue began to dance on her nipples. A slight moan escaped her when he began to gently nibble, he seemed to have understood that this part of her body was sensitive, very sensitive.

The young woman tilted her head back slightly, glancing at the servant who had returned to the bathroom, probably a few seconds earlier since she could see red hair slipping behind the door.

She turned her attention to Luke who had gained confidence and started kneading her chest. After a few minutes where he continued his maneuvers on her upper body he seemed to have found another way to please her and passed his right hand under her thigh, near her knee, before making her place her foot on the bed.

He took advantage of this new position to delicately caress the her thighs.

—You can touch me here if you want or do whatever you want.

He then nodded but seemed to hesitate, slightly lost. The silver haired girl smiled slightly as she noticed the younger one's cheeks blush, probably from embarrassment.

—I will help you....

She placed her hand on his, like a second skin and guided him to the inside of her thighs, there, he touched her folds shyly.

She emitted a slight moan which slightly frightened Lucerys who did not expect it and did not know if he had hurt her.

—Keep going...She breathed, stroking his locks.

He then smiled discreetly, understanding that she was taking pleasure in his movements. So he continued to touch her without really daring to penetrate her with his fingers.

With the help of the princess's hand he took note of her clitoris and began to rub circles on it, delicately. During this time she took the liberty of kissing him again, pulling his hair very gently with her free hand, making him slightly groan, she liked that sound....she really liked it.

And with the help of her hand he finally inserted two fingers inside her, slowly and carefully. Jaeherys bit his outer lip, careful not to hurt him.

Gently he began to move back and forth while he lowered his head to watch his fingers come out and then go in again. He looked impressed, and he particularly enjoyed the feeling of her walls tighten around his fingers while her stomach contracted every time he touched a sensitive spots.

She felt herself floating and soon to come so, gently, she made him lie down on the bed.

—Did I hurt you ? he asked, suddenly worried.

The young woman shook her head with a small laugh while stroking his cheek. Then, she got on top of him, making her cunt meet his erection.

Luke grabbed her hips in surprise, it was clear he wasn't expecting this action but he didn't mind it. Instinctively he began to roll his hips with her, following the rhythm she had established.

Jaeherys couldn't describe the pleasure she felt from their movements. The moans they let out were like music to her ears. And her stomach tightened with the sensation of the friction of his sex between her folds.

—How does it feel ? Moaned Luke.

—Good...so good...i won't last much longer....

He nodded, his fingers digging lightly into his lover's hips as he unconsciously increased the speed of their movements.

As she bit her lips she felt a sudden humidity against her intimate parts and her partner's breathing accelerated. She understood that he had just come, however she did not stop her movements, also wanting to reach her climax.

He let her do it, catching his breath and his fingers caressing her stomach as well as her breasts. And after a few dozen of seconds she stopped her movements, releasing a grunt of pleasure.

Slowly she regained her breath just like Lucerys who continued his caresses on her body. Jaeherys turned her head towards the bathroom again.

—Get out. Don't tell anyone what you saw or I'll have your head.

The teenager came out of her hiding place and rushed outside under the incredulous gaze of the young man who had completely forgotten her presence.

—You...you did...you knew ?! He complained, getting up slightly.

—Maybe...She chuckled.

She delicately caressed his face before kissing his forehead and getting up to put on her nightgown again.

—I will come back to teach you other things, you learn quickly, your wedding night will be perfect. Jaeherys smiled amusedly before kissing the prince for the last time.

Realizing that she was going to leave, he grabbed her arm. His fingers caressing her soft, sweaty skin from their activity.

—Stay...

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