𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

ever the brooding prince, how charming.

i suppose that is all the advice i can offer you. take it or not. is it that you’d like me to ask what’s on your mind? go on, i’ll listen.

well enough, brother.

do the summerhall maesters lack such skill that they can not brew you a tea to aid your sleep? perhaps i’ve been spoiled. or is it those clamoring children keeping you up?

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familiar head of silver hair, long and straight and perfectly set. she smiled slightly, knuckles rapping gently against the open door to alert aemond of her presence.

her nephew, all tall and grown up.

“aemond, i did not know you were here. i had not caught you on the tourney grounds.”

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questions and condolences she received about dorian over the last few hours had been draining enough. she’d heard enough of it. she’d rather people continue on like nothing had happened to her.

she passed an open door in the hall, briefly peering in and catching sight of another (…)

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when the tourney finally did end for the day, she wasted no time in taking off for the chambers she had been provided in the castle ashford. she dodged all small talk with lords and ladies, and felt a weight off her shoulders when she entered the keep.

gods, the endless amount of (…)

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rhaella had never been one for tourneys. she had attended an endless amount of tourneys in her youth in the aftermath of the blackfyre rebellion. she’d tagged along, watched her brothers joust and fight, from town to town.

that had been ages ago, and still…she was tourneyed out. (…)

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⸺ like if interested in a potential ship with rhaella.
muse is straight. preference for maekar but open to others!
18+ slow burn , dead dove allowed , multiship , oc friendly.
mutuals only, selective.

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gently pat aerion’s shoulder twice before she headed for the exit of the tent.

“yes, aerion. i am satisfied, and you will heal. i bid you a goodnight. your company is not sweet enough to bear much longer.”

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more bearable than this. she set her empty chalice down beside his.

“it is not up to me to question the king’s commands,” she said simply, as much as she had cried when she had gotten the news she’d be marrying a hightower.

that had been eight-and-ten years ago now.

her hand (…)

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from her seat then. certainly she would have better company with maekar. she could go and find him, no doubt he’d be in a bad mood from all that aerion had gotten up to tonight.

or she could see baelor. maybe find a tent of lord’s wives and spend the evening chatting.

anything was (…)

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classy as ever, aerion was. like every word out of his mouth was chosen with great purpose intended to irritate anyone and everyone.

again, her best bet was just ignoring some of his more vulgar words. she was raised with four brothers. she knew how to play the game.

she stood (…)

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that would be most appreciated, my lady. do bring them by if you manage to make something. i’d love to see it.

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that sounds lovely, my lady. the gardens are best this time of year. do let me know if you find anything extraordinary.
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or maekar’s. the only difference was the last name they bore. but, what did it matter, when the targaryens held no dragons? it was only a name now.

“and soon you’ll do the same. if your father or grandsire ever find a suitable young lady for you,” she said with a shrug.