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LORD HUMFREY BRACKEN of STONE HEDGE

1 - Gala attire in earth colors, over a matching coat with pointed shoulder, a brown leather belt, accompanied by a large gold chain with a medallion with the crest of House Bracken, and rings on both hands.

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JERREL BRACKEN son of Lord Humbrey Bracken

1 - Gala attire. Tunic of the yellow of House Bracken, with details in earth color along the chest and sleeves, in addition to the crest of House Bracken on the chest, with pointed shoulder, a leather belt and his dagger hanging from it. Accompanied by a large gold chain and rings on his right hand.

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LORD AMOS BRACKEN of STONE HEDGE

1 - Brown leather doublet with short sleeves, with the crest of House Bracken on the chest. Underneath, yellow base garment. Black leather gloves and pieces of armor on the forearm. A thick dark cloak held with a clasp on his right shoulder, the helmet of his House, a brown leather belt and his sword hanging from it.

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SER RAYLON BRACKEN son of Lord Amos Bracken

1 - Mustard color leather doublet, sleeveless, with metal studs and the crest of House Bracken on the chest. Underneath, a mustard-colored long-sleeved basic garment.

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SER AERON BRACKEN

1 - Brown leather garment, with metal studs. Over, a yellow tunic with the crest of House Bracken on the chest. A thick mustard-colored cloak, held by a brooch over the right shoulder. Brown leather gloves with metal pieces on the forearm. Brown leather belt and his sword hanging from it.

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Other Members

MEN OF HOUSE BRACKEN

1 - Simple clothes in mustard and brown colors, accompanied by leather boots and belts, with small leather bags hanging from them.

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SOLDIERS OF HOUSE BRACKEN

1 - Brown and mustard leather armor. Accompanied by capes and helmets of House Bracken.

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The big Book of Fashion [HotD]

SPOILERS AHEAD!

Rhaenyra: *becomes the 1st bachelorette in The Bachelorette Westeros*

Lord Dondarrion: *talks about his castle*

Rhaenyra: *bored* Hmmkay, you're old. Next!

Lord Baratheon: Princess Rhae-Rhae, that was mean.

Rhaenyra: The dude's older than my dad. How tf was that not weird enough?

Smol Lord Blackwood: *a literal child*

Rhaenyra: Wtf that's a child.

Smol Lord Blackwood: *talks about his house*

Lord Bracken: Ha! He's so smol.

Smol Lord Blackwood: ...you'll be safe under my protection.

Lord Bracken: Protection? Bitch, please. She has a dragon, she doesn't need you.

Smol Lord Blackwood: *about to lose his cool*

Rhaenyra: Aww, you're so cute. Next!

Lord Bracken: Craven!

Smol Lord Blackwood: *losses his cool* Wtf bitch, fight me!

Rhaenyra: Oh shit, I don't need to be here for this.

Rhaenyra, to Criston: Crispy, let's skeddadle.

Smol Lord Blackwood: *stabs Lord Bracken*

Rhaenyra: Omfg that kid actually stabbed him. Wtf is wrong with these people?

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *looking over king’s landing* you think my dad will be mad at me?

Criston: Well…

Daemon: *aboard Caraxes* What’s up bitches! *hits the ship to say hello*

Criston: Wtf was that?

Rhaenyra: *smiles* Uncle’s home.

. . . . .

Daemon: Bet you’ve seen the last of me, eh, bitches?

Viserys: Wtf is he you doing back here?

Rhaenyra: *thoughts* Omfg uncle had a haircut. It suits him. He’s looks hot af.

Daemon: Hey, big bro! Miss me?

Viserys: *still surprised*

Daemon: *pulls out a weapon* Btw, you can add this to the chair.

Viserys: Why tf are you wearing a crown?

Daemon: Once I beat those bitches in the Step Stones, they made me king. But you don’t have to worry, you’re the real king.

Daemon: *bows* The Stepstones are yours.

Viserys: *approaches Daemon with a sword*

Rhaenyra: *can and will do a Pocahontas if you kill him, you’ll have to kill me too if she has to*

Viserys: *smiles* Oh, I can’t stay mad at you. Get over here.

Daemon: *hugs Viserys*

Crowd: *awws and applauds*

Viserys: Welcome home, lil’ bro.

. . . . .

Viserys and Daemon: *catching up*

Rhaenyra: Wtf is going on?

Alicent: Your dad’s drunk af

Rhaenyra: Hi uncle, congrats again!

Daemon: Thank you, Rhae-Rhae.

*awkward silence*

Alicent: So, how about you see the new tapestries?

Viserys: *sarcastically* Sure, my lil’ bro wants to see that.

Rhaenyra: *walks out*

Alicent: *Follows after her* So, how is it being the bachelorette?

Rhaenyra: It’s so boring.

Alicent: Boring? Bitch, you’re so lucky guys are lining up for you.

Rhaenyra: Bitch please, they’re not after me. They’re after the fucking iron throne.

Alicent: I think it’s romantic.

Rhaenyra: Romantic? Girl, it’s so bougie. All they want is to lock me in a castle and carry their babies.

Alicent: *frowny face*

Rhaenyra: Omfg bestie, I’m so sorry.

Rhaenyra: Btw, is my dad mad?

Alicent: Is he mad? I think you should be asking how mad he is.

Alicent: Your dad worked so hard for you to be Westeros’ 1st ever Bachelorette and he’s afraid you’re throwing away your chance.

Alicent: But I’m glad you’re back. The people here are so fake and you’re my one true bestie.

Rhaenyra: Aww, I miss you too.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: So, uncle, you’re back. Why?

Daemon: I miss home.

Rhaenyra: Bitch please, you hate it here.

Daemon: …

Rhaenyra: Seriously, why are you here? Hmm, maybe you have matured. Good for you.

Daemon: You have matured too, Rhae-Rhae.

Rhaenyra: Btw, dad’s like ready to sell me off to some lord who has the biggest castle.

Daemon: Consider yourself lucky. There are worse shit to be sold for.

Daemon: And besides, it’s all for politics. None of that shit is real.

Rhaenyra: For boys, I guess. But for girls, it’s a death trap.

Daemon: If that’s true, then why hasn’t my wife died yet?

Rhaenyra: My mom’s already dead. And I’m not gonna be like her.

Daemon: Stay single? That’s so sad and boring.

Also, Daemon: *thoughts* Imma bout to change her view.

. . . . .

Tyland: The Step Stones was supposed to be for the 7 kingdoms, but honestly, it’s like we traded a Sea Snake to take down a Crabfeeder.

Lyonel: Clearly that bitch is still salty because the king didn’t marry his 12-year-old daughter.

Viserys: *groans* That was ages ago. Why is he still mad about that?

Mellos: The Sea Snake thinks he’s a boss-ass bitch, my king. We all know that. I think he’s still mad because it damaged his rep.

Otto: Oh, btw, my big bro has sent me tea from Oldtown saying the Sea Snake is planning to marry his baby girl to the Sealord of Braavos’ son.

Viserys: So?

Otto: If that happens, they’d be unstoppable. So, we’d have to move first.

Rhaenyra: *thoughts* Oh shit. I feel like it’s gonna fall on me.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: Good night, Crispy.

Criston: Good night, Princess Rhae-Rhae.

Rhaenyra: *finds clothes and a paper on her table* Wtf is this?

Rhaenyra: *figures out the paper’s a map to a secret tunnel* Ooh, interesting.

Rhaenyra: *puts on the disguise and follows the tunnel*

Daemon: Very good, Rhae-Rhae. Now, let’s have some fun. *pulls her hand*

Rhaenyra: So, where are we going?

Daemon: To have some fun. *takes Rhae-Rhae to the streets of King’s Landing*

Rhaenyra: *gets fascinated*

. . . . .

Viserys: *takes a bath with servants attending to him*

Alicent: *takes loofah from a servant* Let me have that.

Alicent: The rest of you gtfo.

Viserys: Wtf are you doing?

Alicent: I’m your wife, I should be taking care of you.

Viserys: Aww, that’s sweet.

. . . . .

Daemon: *takes Rhae-Rhae to a play*

Rhaenyra: *gets offended by how people view of her*

Rhaenyra: They’re peasants and their opinions don’t matter. Let’s go.

Rhaenyra: I thought you’re taking me out for some fun?

Rhaenyra: *grabs food from nearby tray*

Daemon: Out here, you pay for shit.

Rhaenyra: But I don’t have money. *Runs*

Seller: Hey, stop!

Daemon: Don’t worry, I’ll stop him.

Rhaenyra: *runs into a Kingsguard*

Harwin: Who you running from, huh?

Rhaenyra: Omfg, ser Harwin?

Harwin: Princess Rhae-Rhae? Wtf are you doing out here?

Harwin: *sees Daemon behind her* Oh, I see.

Rhaenyra: Please don’t tell anyone.

Harwin: Oh, uh…run along now, boy.

Rhaenyra: Thankies, I owe you.

Harwin, to Daemon: S’up?

Daemon: S’up.

Daemon: Having too much fun?

Rhaenyra: Oh, you have no idea.

. . . . .

Alicent: *about to sleep, but someone knocks on the door*

Alicent: What now?

Servant: The king wants to see you.

Alicent: Wtf it’s late and I’m not in the mood.

Servant: Nothing I can do about that.

. . . . .

Viserys: *drills into Alicent*

Alicent: *pokerface* *not in the mood*

. . . . .

Daemon: *takes Rhae-Rhae into a brothel*

Daemon: *takes off Rhae-Rhae’s disguise*

Rhaenyra: Hey, wtf are you doing?

Rhaenyra: *sees people naked and doing it*

Rhaenyra: Uncle, wtf is this place?

Daemon: Isn’t it obvious?

Rhaenyra: *gets turned on*

Daemon: Doing it is fun. And it’s for everyone *wink-wink*

Rhaenyra: Really?

Daemon: Really.

Rhaenyra: *kisses Daemon*

Daemon: *backs Rhae-Rhae onto a wall and ‘touches’ her*

Daemon: Your dad’s gonna kill me for this, but who tf cares.

Daemon: *suddenly panics and stops*

Rhaenyra: Wtf? Are you fucking kidding me?

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *stomps back to her room*

Criston: Where tf did you come from?

Criston: Wtf just happened?

Criston: Princess, you ok? I’ll get the lord commander, ok?

Rhaenyra: *opens her door* No!

Rhaenyra: *grabs his helmet to lure him inside*

Criston: Wtf are you doing?

Rhaenyra: *closes the door* Here you go.

Criston: Thanks

Rhaenyra: *kisses him*

Criston: Omfg stop it.

Rhaenyra: Come on! Uncle left me hanging, I wanna get some.

Criston: What?

Rhaenyra: What?…nothing!

Criston: *allows Rhae-Rhae to take off her armor*

Criston: I could lose my head for this.

Rhaenyra: No one will know.

Criston: Oh, WTF *sleeps with Rhae-Rhae*

Rhaenyra: *victorious and satisfied smile*

. . . . .

Daemon: Where tf am I?

Mysaria: Good morning.

Daemon: Oh, hey. Long time, no see.

Mysaria: Bitch, you can pay the room on your way out.

Daemon: K bye.

. . . . .

Otto: Omfg the king will be so mad.

Otto: *visits the king* Your Grace.

Viserys: It’s so early. Wtf do you want?

Otto: I have some tea for you, but it’s not exactly very good.

Viserys: Is this about the Sea Snake?

Otto: Uh, no. It’s about princess Rhae-Rhae.

Viserys: Wtf did she do now?

Otto: She was seen last night outside the Red Keep…in a brothel.

Viserys: So?

Otto: With her uncle. And they were…

Viserys: Still not seeing your point. Go on.

Otto: Daemon and Rhae-Rhae were…

Viserys: What?

Otto: I think you know what I mean.

Viserys: No, I don’t. You have to say it.

Otto: They were…👉👌

Viserys: Say it.

Otto: They were…coupling.

Alicent: *gasps* Omfg

Viserys: *in denial* That’s not true.

Otto: I wish.

Viserys: Where did you hear this tea? I’ll have their heads!

Otto: Well, I have spies everywhere and servants have said they saw her in boy’s clothes at night with her uncle.

Viserys: *outraged* So, you’re spying on us? WTF OTTO

Otto: No, that’s not what I’m saying-

Viserys: No, you’re so ambitious that you want Rhae-Rhae out of the picture so your grandkid can be the heir. Bitch, don’t deny it!

Otto: That’s not-

Viserys: GTFO

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *combing her hair, then there’s a knock on her door*

Rhaenyra: It’s open.

Criston: Hi princess.

Rhaenyra: *smirks* Oh, hey. So, you here for round 2?

Criston: Uh, no, Queen Ali wants to see you.

Rhaenyra: Hmm, k.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: Hey, bestie.

Alicent: Wtf happened last night? My dad had some juicy hot tea against you.

Rhaenyra: Whoa, calm tf down.

Alicent: Were you with your uncle?

Rhaenyra: I mean, yeah. I haven’t seen him in years. Just went out and had some fun.

Alicent: Bitch, don’t lie to me.

Rhaenyra: Ok, wtf did your dad said I did? That I drank and sneaked out after curfew?

Alicent: That you fucked Daemon in a brothel!

Rhaenyra: *sweats nervously* What? HOW DARE YOU! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! WHY TF WOULD I DO THAT?

Alicent: You Targs have weird-ass kinks. And knowing Daemon, yeah, that’s not suspicious at all.

Rhaenyra: Ali, bestie, you’d really believe a lie over me? Where did your dad even hear this?

Alicent: Idk, honestly. He told your dad about it and I just overheard.

Rhaenyra: Omfg you’re accusing me of this because you were nosy? Wtf Ali!

Alicent: I just wanted to help you, Rhae-Rhae. So you did not…?

Rhaenyra: Daemon never touched me.

Alicent: …

Rhaenyra: I’m your bestie. I’d never lie to you.

Alicent: …

Rhaenyra: I swear to you on my dead mom’s grave.

Alicent: …ok, I believe you.

Queen Aemma: *spills her tea in heaven* WTF RHAENYRA! I DIDN’T DIE AT CHILDBIRTH FOR YOU TO LIE TO YOUR STEPMOM!

. . . . .

Daemon: *comes back to the Red Keep hungover*

Kingsguard: The King wants to see you.

Daemon: Get off of me!

Daemon: Wait, no, don’t do that. I need you to help me walk.

Kingsguards: *drags Daemon to the throne room*

Daemon: *rolls on the ground*

Viserys: Wtf did you do to Rhae-Rhae?

Daemon: Good morning to you too.

Viserys: Aren’t you even gonna deny it?

Daemon: I’m sorry, what exactly did I do?

Viserys: You defiled her! *kicks him*

Daemon: Why tf does it matter? We used to fuck bitches when we were her age.

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae is my baby girl. And your niece!

Daemon: Rhae-Rhae is a woman. She can sleep with whoever she wants.

Viserys: *grabs Daemon’s collar* You son of a bitch! You took her v-card. Who will want to marry her now?

Daemon: I’ll do it.

Viserys: Are you fucking crazy?

Daemon: No, I’m serious. I’ll marry her.

Viserys: Bitch, you’re already married!

Daemon: Fuck it! Aegon the Conqueror had 2 wives, why can’t I?

Viserys: WTF, DAEMON! JUST GTFO!

. . . . .

Daemon: *enters the dragonpit to get Caraxes*

Caraxes: Lemme guess, you got exiled again.

Daemon: Just stfu and let’s gtfo of here.

. . . . .

Alicent: Have you spoken to Rhae-Rhae?

Viserys: Nah

Alicent: Look, I know Rhae-Rhae, ok? She’s not a liar. But I’m not sure about Daemon though.

Viserys: So why would he lie then?

Alicent: Idk. To spite you? Because let’s be honest, you’ve exiled him way too much.

Viserys: …

Alicent: Rhae-Rhae would never lie to me. And I know it.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *walking towards her father’s chambers*

Rhaenyra: *thoughts* Omfg I’m in so much trouble.

Rhaenyra: *tries to take the dagger*

Viserys: That’s Aegon’s dagger.

Rhaenyra: *jumps* Wtf dad you scared me.

Rhaenyra: *reads inscription in the dagger*

Viserys: It’s larger than everything, even your…desires.

Rhaenyra: …

Viserys: I could write you off my last will for what you did, Rhae-Rhae.

Rhaenyra: But that shit isn’t even true. You aren’t even gonna ask me what really happened?

Viserys: It doesn’t fucking matter! People have seen you, Rhae-Rhae. Now our reputation is destroyed, thanks to you.

Rhaenyra: *sighs* If I was a boy, I doubt you’d even care about it.

Viserys: But you’re not, so stfu!

Rhaenyra: …

Viserys: Btw, I decided to marry you to Laenor Velaryon. And I don’t want to hear to complaining about it. And besides, we need the Sea Snake back. They have the best ships and they also have dragons, so it’s a win-win for us.

Rhaenyra: Fine, but you need to fire your Hand.

Viserys: What? He’s a good man.

Rhaenyra: You know he wants baby Aegon to be heir. That’s why he had me spied, right? So he could report it to you if I did anything stupid.

Viserys: … *doesn’t deny it because she has a point*

. . . .

Viserys: 5 days.

Otto: What?

Viserys: 5 days after my dad died, you replaced him. And now with me as king, you’re still the hand. But I wonder…

Otto: …

Viserys: Aemma’s death still hurts, and so you planted your own daughter as a distraction. I married her and she gave me a son. Now, you then had Rhae-Rhae spied, make sure she does something stupid so I would disinherit her and name baby Aegon the heir.

Otto: Well, sometimes you need to hear the truth. I mean-

Viserys: Bitch, please. I already figured out your plan, Otto.

Otto: But-

Viserys: You’re fired. We thank you for your services. Now, please if you can show yourself out, that’d be great.

Otto: …

Otto: Wtf just happened.

. . . . .

Mellos: *carrying a Plan B tea* Sorry to disturb you this late, princess.

Rhaenyra: No, it’s fine.

Mellos: I prepped this carefully so you should be fine.

Rhaenyra: I’m sorry wtf is this?

Mellos: It’s a tea, princess Rhae-Rhae. Your dad insisted I make you some. Because let’s be honest, nobody likes accidents *wink-wink* K bye.

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When you're chosen as heir to the throne over your half-siblings, you need allies to help you with your claim and be smart.

One of the things you need to be smart about is the choice of consort. The things you need for a useful spouse is…

1.) From a significant house

2.) Has a good Reputation

3.) Tolerable (like doesn't mind Rhaenyra being the heir. For a marriage to work you need a good-working relationship)

4.) Competent

5.) The ability to give Trueborn heirs *in Laenor's case they both can try, but if unsuccessful Rhaenyra needs to find someone that looks similar to Laenor to give her kids so she can pass them off as Laenors

Who Do You Prefer As Rhaenyra's Prince Consort and for what reason?

Laenor Velaryon

Daemon Targaryen

Qoren Martell

Jason Lannister

Tyland Lannister

Ormund Hightower

Gwayne Hightower

Harwin Strong

Elmo Tully

Jerrel Bracken (Appears in the Tv Series only)

Willem Blackwood (Appears in the Tv Series only)

Borros Baratheon

Daemion Velaryon (Vaemond Velaryon's son)

Daeron Velaryon (Vaemond Velaryon's son)

Forrest Frey

Amos Bracken (Appears in the Book only)

Samwell Blackwood (Appears in the Book only)

Son of Lord Oakheart (heard he was an option in the books)

Rickon Stark

Aegon Targaryen

Am i missing anybody?

You can vote for more thrn one person in the poll

This is a fascinating vid about all the implications of the scene at Storm’s End where Willem Blackwood kills Jerrel Bracken in S01E04.

There’s a lot going on in that scene which I didn’t notice the first time I saw it.

The narrator of this vid goes deep into the implications of Rhaenyra’s actions and attitude during this visit to Storm’s End. In a way, she’s the main focus.

When I noticed that this was 27 minutes long, I thought: I’ll just watch the first few minutes to get the gist. However it was informative and very well done and I watched it all.

Too many fan vids are done by blowhards in love with the sound of their voices; they drone on about stuff they don’t really know much about. But this one was well written and well narrated and involves NO SPOILERS.