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...
Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader
Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, minors talks about getting married, jealousy, dark talks about politics. canon level violence, threatening, underage shenanigans +18, MINORS DNI
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Why did he want to marry Aemma? You had asked him.
Well... Because she was his friend, she was there for him, when they mocked him and humiliated him and mainmed him. She was good, she was kind, she was beautiful, and together they could either rule the world... or burn it.
He had read the story about Jaehaerys countless times, he married Alyssane, when she was four and ten, and he was six and ten, and together they ruled the seven Kingdoms
Aemma was his Alyssane
He found her in the Dragonpit, tending to her dragon Vermithor, the Bronze Fury, petting him, speaking to him. the dragon seemed to enjoy her caress, closing his eyes at the touch of the gentle princess.
"You know that is a hundred year old war dragon", he said, catching her attention, amused. When she saw him, she was relieved it was him, and not someone else, she enjoyed his company.
"But he has been alone", she whispered, "locked up, he deserves some loving"
"Perhaps he is missing his mate", he whispered
"Silverwing", you answered, "you might be right"
"Do you want to go for a ride?", he asked
"Your dragon or mine?", she asked, cheekily
"Mine", he said simply
"I would love that, but I believe that would be improper", she said, with a sad smile
"The Septas can't reach us in the air", he said
"You know why", she lowered her head in defeat
"You are not marrying Jacaerys, you are betrothed to me", he said
"It's the King's desire, and that becomes an order", she said, not daring to look at them instead checking for the straps in her saddle, making sure Vermithor was comfortable
"Your mother will find a way", he said, he had come close to her, with a single finger, he fixed a wild hair behind her ear making her jump
"Kēpus", she warned
"Mãntala", he called back
"kostagon nyke epagon iā vaoreznon?", [Can I ask a favor?]
"Mirros", [Anything], "Mirros syt ao", [anything for you]
"Ziry iksos dovodedha, nyke sepār jaelagon naejot...", [It's silly, I just want to...], she blushed scandalously. Doubting her words. But there was something she wanted that only Aemond could help her with. Because he was the only man that was there for her. She couldn't shake this idea since she heard her brother talking about it
