Jul 16
it makes so much sense that malora hightower is rhae targaryen’s granddaughter and even more sense that margaery tyrell is rhae’s great granddaughter
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it makes so much sense that malora hightower is rhae targaryen’s granddaughter and even more sense that margaery tyrell is rhae’s great granddaughter
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CASSANDRA HIGHTOWER IN GHOSTS ON THE SHORE ( game of thrones )
The Hightowers have been preparing.
For the past seven years, Lord Leyton has been up in his High Tower, studying ancient passages and spells from the eras before, hoping to stop an endless winter before it starts. But he needs the support of the North, and to do that, he needs a marriage alliance. A strong one not like to break.
Cassandra Hightower, only daughter of Baelor Hightower and Lady Rhonda Rowan, knows she has been bred for a great alliance. A political mind sharpened by her father, a great beauty inherited from her mother, and a wealth of knowledge bequeathed by her aunt Malora, she knows the path she must walk is one not lightly taken.
For wedding her to Robb Stark means not just going against the crown, but going against her family, pitting her against kin in a bloody civil war not seen since the Dance itself.
Terrible things have happened to Hightowers who sought more than what they were given, but Winter is Coming, and like her ancestors before her, Cassandra must Light the Way to spring again.
tagging: @summersaints @sunlitscribe @come-along-pond and @darkwolf76 cause they’re Cassandra’s biggest fans hehehe
Alysara straightened faintly as Aerion turned his horse toward the royal gallery. The destrier climbed the slight rise below the stands with slow steps until he halted directly beneath her and removed his helm. Even flushed already from heat and anticipation, he smiled upward at her with infuriating ease, entirely aware of the attention now fixed upon them.
“My lady wife,” he called.
The crowd nearest the royal pavilion had already begun watching openly. Alysara lowered her eyes briefly, composing herself before rising from her seat and stepping closer to the carved railing.
“You are meant to be preparing,” she said quietly, her concern barely concealed.
“I am.” Aerion rested one gloved hand atop the pommel of his saddle as his gaze traveled over her face more slowly now, softening almost imperceptibly. “I find that I ride better when armed properly.”
Alysara knew immediately what he meant. Behind her, her cousin made a tiny delighted sound. She ignored it.
“You have armor enough already, my love.”
“Steel enough.” His eyes remained fixed upon hers. “But not the favor of my sweet, beautiful wife.
The gallery had grown suspiciously quiet around them now.
Slowly, Alysara reached into her sleeve. The handkerchief lay folded there, pale silk threaded with the dragon and tower she had embroidered herself by candlelight over many nights. Without looking away from him, Alysara descended one step nearer the railing and let the favor fall gently into his waiting hand below and Aerion caught it easily.
A murmur rippled through the surrounding spectators, but Alysara’s eyes never left him às Aerion unfolded the silk carefully atop his saddle, glancing over the crimson dragon curled beside the silver tower crowned with flame. For once in his life, he looked briefly speechless. Then his eyes lifted back to hers before raising the favor slowly to his lips.
The ladies around her sighed audibly.
Her grandmother muttered something that sounded suspiciously like, “Shameless boy.”
Chapter 20 of hold me without hurting me (and be the first who ever did)
Green Skin(I)
pairing:Daemon Targaryen x Targaryen Oc
Content:🔞, Incest, Age-Gap,Angst
Author's Note:it's my first post here!,english is not my first language so don't be rude
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Alicent watched from afar as her eldest daughter played with Rhaenyra's bastard, the princess gathered flowers and gave them to the boy to keep collecting more.
She couldn't understand how someone like her sweet alys could get out of her and viserys.
Oh her darling alys hers, a beautiful flower in a field of withered flowers
As she continued to watch, Sir Criston informed her that Rhaenyra had finished her labors, yet another thoughtful bastard.
Alys listened and took Jacaerys into her arms before running off to Rhaenyra's chambers.
Upon arrival, Alys entered as if it were her own rooms.
"Princess! You can't be here." The young princess ignored the servant and went directly to her sister.
"Tell me she's a girl!" Tell me she's a girl—she put the flowers on Rhaenyra's lap and Jace on her lap.
Rhaenyra laughed at the sight of her half sister.
—sorry, alys, another prince
The redhead's smile fell.
"Why do you only have boys? Uncle Laenor said that she would be a girl this time."
“Are they for me?” Alysanne smiled again when she saw Rhaenyra point to the flowers.
—Yes! Jace and I were gathering them all day, Aegon said that she would accompany us but she never arrived.
— She is very sweet of you, alys
Alicent demonstrated the whole scene, that could have been her and rhaenyra, but now they weren't even friends.
When Alysanne saw her father enter the room she ran away, she hated being around him.
Alysanne once again ran into her half-sister's quarters.
—Tell me she's a girl! Please, nyra!
The redhead ignored that Sir Harwin Strong was the one carrying the new prince of the family.
I'm sorry sweet girl, another prince
Alys saw the brown hair on the boy's head, she looked up from her seeing harwin strong.
"May I carry it, Sir Harwin? Please! I promise not to throw it away like Jace."
Rhaenyra asked her lover to let her hold him for a moment.
Alys showed in fascination the baby in her arms.
—It must be nice for your mother, uncle, to see that all your children look like their mother—the young woman did not notice the looks shared between the three adults—my mother says that I look like hers, she says that I am more tyrell than targaryen or hightower, she thinks that your children are more baratheon than velaryon or targaryen.
She had heard the rumors spread throughout the castle, but she never believed them.
"Maybe when you have a girl she'll be as beautiful as they say Jocelyn Baratheon was."
The princess kissed the child's forehead.
Green gowns
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Dans les livres, Rhaenyra est née en 97 AC. Elle épouse Ser Laenor Velaryon en 114 AC, à 17 ans. Elle donne ensuite naissance à Jacaerys, Lucerys et Joffrey respectivement en 114 AC, 115 AC et 116 AC. Dans Le Dragon Vert Et La Wyverne Noire, Rhaenyra est née en 94 AC, et épouse Ser Laenor Velaryon en 111 AC, toujours à 17 ans. Elle donne naissance aux jumeaux Jaehaena et Haenar en 111 AC, Jacaerys en 112 AC, Lucerys en 113 AC et Joffrey en 114 AC.
Alicent est également née en 94 AC, plutôt qu'en 88 AC. Aussi, Daeron est né en 113 AC, et non pas en 114 AC, comme dans les livres.
For my lovely Liv @barbieaemond 💚
This is what I kind of imagine Alysanne as.
After asking for the favor of Alicent’s niece, when does Daemon try to see her again?
Aegon didn’t notice Daemon’s attention, he was too busy demanding his cousin’s. Aemond however noticed. And since then he’s made efforts to put himself between them. However some part of that ends up having an adverse affect. She’s only more curious about the man after…..
Why do i see Daemon putting some space between them , as if to tease her appetite and curiosity.
Hes never too far though, even if she does not see him. It's either at another public event or a few days after, he finds her in the library once more.