“So y o u are my aunt’s son…. my cousin?”      It was so strange to have more family, finally, now that she had claimed a throne for herself. Barely had her reign begun, easy to conquer after Westeros had been torn apart over and over again between Lannisters and Baratheons and others playing this game. It was almost too easy and though many were wary of the new queen — a TARGARYEN  afterall — it seemed almost as many longed for stability and peace and welcomed her. Yet soon she had shaken with the fear of another war breaking out, especially if her aunt did have three dragons. Even if her claim was stronger than Daenerys’ own what did it matter in the midst of w a r? It was not fighting that happened but a family reunion of those who were nothing but strangers to oneanother. Dark eyes observed the young man before her now, nothing of his features revealing his Valyrian blood, similar to herself. Slowly lips tugged into a gentle smile for the younger man, a mix of amusement and gratitude to whoever was responsible for them having survived.       "I did not expect anyone of my father's family had survived."

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                         A  city  of   t h o u s a n d s   outside  the  window,  a  WAR  raging  of  gods  and  men  and creatures  lost  to  time  and  refound  in  cruel  Winter,  the  roar  of   D R A G O N S   echoing  in  the  distance,  and  Rhaego  could  only  wonder  how  the  men  and  women  of  King’s Landing  court  would  react  if  he  insisted  that  Dee   n e v e r    wore  her  hair  up  again.

                   ❛  You fought bravely today, Rhaego.  ❜   She spoke in a deep tone of voice, it was rather throaty to begin with but the BATTLE had additionally made it sound a little hoarse. The cold wind in her back, Visenya stood in the entrance of his tent, arms crossed in front of her chest. Her head was slightly tilted, her armor dripping red. There was nothing else she could tell him, nothing he did not know already  -------  Sometimes a retreat was the wiser choice, especially when they were losing men like flies.

she’s a lot more forgiving then i am. like i’ll forgive people forthings but idk frigga is just better at that then i am.

honorless. oooh thank you for all the suggestions~ i hope you don’t mind me publishing this so i can keep it for my record xD i love george blagden honestly?? i keep going back to him so if i can find modern things of him i’ll probably use him xD and i’m laughing because he plays louis xiv in something and it’s kinda funny cuz i can’t see him as louis xD

[ hahahaha omgomgomgomg control fire sounds very nice!! hahaha thank you so much ^.^ I have a love hate relationship with my eyes hahahaha I like how they look when I smile but at the same time they are small and have a weird shape xDD but thank you so much! so nice thank you!! ^.^ <3 ]

i did!! my latest posts will reveal some outbursts because hell i couldn’t contain myself