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Targlings Week || Elia Martell served as Princess Regent for her son, Aegon VI Targaryen, after the sudden deaths of her husband and good father.
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Elia Martell Appreciation Week - Day Two: Book Moment:
Oberyn telling Tyron about his and Elia’s visist to Casterly Rock
OP, forgive me, but I couldn’t resist ;-;
‘He’s not a monster,’ Her mind supplies. ‘He’s just a babe.’
A deeper, meaner part of her mind yells that he is an ugly little thing, and it makes the Princess feel a pang of guilt in her chest. Ugly, yes, but just a babe.
Tyrion Lannister, the so-called ‘punishment’ for Tywin’s pride.
Elia looks at him, and she cannot possibly imagine how a child just born could be a punishment, a curse. Yet the young Lady Cersei sneers and scowls and pinches the babe until he cries, and the dornish Princess can swear she has never met a girl so cruel before.
She looks at Jaime, ten years younger than her, and the boy her mother wishes for her to marry. Elia is six-and-ten then, and the prospect of being betrothed to a child, waiting for years until she can hold a babe of her own isn’t appealing, but she looks at Tyrion and wishes for Lord Tywin’s acceptance, if only so that the babe in front of her can have some matter of affection in his life.
The Princess coos at the crying boy, slender fingers gently playing with the scarce blond hair.
‘Not a monster,’ She smiles when his wails die down, a chubby hand grabbing at her index finger. ‘Just a babe.’
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King Aegon I "The Conqueror", brother-husband to Visenya and Rhaenys, father to Aenys I and Maegor the Cruel. He had purple eyes and silver-gold hair. His dragon was the black dread, Balerion. He was the first king to unite the kingdoms of Westeros.
Well, boys/men aren't my forte when it comes to drawing. I'll practice more on the beard tho 🤣
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Daenerys Targaryen Appreciation Week: Longing
If I look back, I am lost.
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top 20 pre-asoiaf characters as voted by our followers: → #12: rhaenys targaryen, the queen who never was (103 votes)
Beloved daughter of Lady Jocelyn Baratheon and Prince Aemon Targaryen, faithful wife of Lord Corlys Velaryon, mother and grandmother, the Queen Who Never Was lived fearlessly, and died amidst blood and fire. She was fifty-five years old.
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⚓️ Lady Elissa Farman was a noblewoman of House Farman and the daughter of Lord Marq Farman. She had blue eyes and long flaxen hair, and she was high-spirited. Archmaester Gyldayn describes her as “sharp of wit and sharper of tongue.” Elissa loved horses, dogs, and hawks. She was a fine singer and a skilled archer, but her great love was sailing. Maester Smike reported that Rhaena Targaryen and Elissa Farman were lovers. He wrote in one of his letters to the Citadel: “The queen [Rhaena Targaryen] found her true love on Fair Isle, not with Androw, but with his sister, Lady Elissa.”
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In the end, the brown dragon was brought to heel by the cunning and persistence of a “small brown girl” of six-and-ten, who delivered him a freshly slaughtered sheep every morning, until Sheepstealer learned to accept and expect her. Munkun sets down the name of this unlikely dragonrider as Nettles. Mushroom tells us the girl was a bastard of uncertain birth called Netty, born to a dockside whore. By any name, she was black-haired, brown- eyed, brown-skinned, skinny, foul-mouthed, fearless…and the first and last rider of the dragon Sheepstealer. – Fire and Blood
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@preasoiafsource appreciation week | day 4: couples
Prince Maron Martell built his new bride the Water Gardens, a place of beauty made of colored marble with pools and trees, to free her from the heat and dust of Sunspear. Their children played in the pools along with the children of other highborn lords and ladies. One day, when the sun was hot, she took pity on the children of the servants and guards and allowed them to play in the pools with the highborn children, starting a tradition that is still kept in Dorne to this day.
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The day she wed Robert Baratheon, thousands had turned out to cheer for them. All the women wore their best, and half the men had children on their shoulders. When she had emerged from inside the sept, hand in hand with the young king, the crowd sent up a roar so loud it could be heard in Lannisport. “They like you well, my lady” Robert whispered in her ear. “See, every face is smiling.” For that one short moment she had been happy in her marriage… until she chanced to glance at Jaime. No, she remembered thinking, not every face, my lord.
I don’t know a thing about westerosi weddings, do they have rings? should the bride wear a white gown? Anyway, here is another wedding version
Also, I should stop posting at 2 am 😪
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@preasoiafsource appreciation week | day 3: character (argella durrandon)
You may take my castle, but you will win only bones and blood and ashes.
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preasoiaf appreciation week: day one • historical period
At it’s apex Valyria was the greatest city in the known world, the center of civilization. Within its shining walls, twoscore rival houses vied for power and glory in court and council, rising and falling in an endless, subtle, oft savage struggle for dominance.