An alternative universe for The House of the Dragon
How the existence of Rhaenyra's younger sister can change the course of history, the youngest daughter of King Viserys Targaryen and the Queen Aemma Arryn.
To cover the heir to the throne's transgr...
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Summary:Even though you were willing to put all the past behind you and your husband, it proves more difficult than you thought it be
Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader
Warnings: *There might be spoilers in warnings*
Cursing, violence, smut, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, a wedding ceremony, Harwin is older than the reader. 10 years older to be exact.
There is a SMUT scene which I'm calling Dub-con because Harwin is "drunk" (not in his right mind 😂 but is still cute and hot and reader wants him) + 18, MINORS DNI
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"Princess you shouldn't be here!" called the maester, but he was interrupted by a scream for Harwin. Somebody had touched his arm while they moved him to the bed
"He is my husband" you grunted, placing yourself at the other side of Harwin kneeling on the bed by his head. He grabbed onto you with his good arm
"I don't want you to see me like this wife" he cried
"Princess, give them this", the maester gave you a clay cup, filled with what you could only guess was milk of the poppy. You gently gave it to Harwin, who drank it all in two large gulps. That seemed to calm him down, but they had to remove the armor, which make him scream even more
"Princess we need to set his arm right, this is not going to be easy"
. . .
The air in the tourney had turned sour, Rhaenyra seemed nervous and Laenor was too. You looked behind her at his father, and even he seemed worried, the only one smiling was Queen Alicent, in her lap, the crown made of white roses, naming her the Queen of Love and Beauty, gifted by Ser Criston, as you all called him, Crispin
"Ser Harwin is going to be alright" whispered Laenor, and she nodded, she caressed her belly
"That was a very dirty move" grunted the King to Ser Lyonel, who was shaken by the screams of pain of his son.
"I guess he is no longer the strongest knight in the seven Kingdoms" beamed Alicent.
Rhaenyra stood from her seat and was set to leave, and Laenor trailed behind her.
