Oberyn Martell Daughters Novels & Stories

"Ahem, as you know, the Duke of Amberahire has an illegitimate daughter, so I thought of making good use of her. I once went to the Duke's palace and she seemed to be so attached to her mother, that I was thinking..." "That Arya Ambershire, the illegitimate daughter of the Duke of Ambershire, marries the second Prince of the country, Alexandre Clevera, is that what you're trying to say, James?" Duke Mathias interrupted with a calm smile as he looked at the Lord who smiled in return. The Lord nodded softly at the duke, before returned to address the king," It will be a fine plan, my lord the king, I am sure of that."

Serphina took a deep breath “In the realm of Etherealis, Elysander , our father. was once a revered and powerful figure. As a guardian of ancient knowledge and magic, he was known for his wisdom and abilities. However, Elysander’s thirst for power consumed him, corrupting his once noble intentions. As you know he had three daughters, each possessing their own unique magical gifts.I the eldest daughter possessed the ability to manipulate light and harness its healing properties.My sister the second child of our father , Lyanna, had the power to control the elements, commanding fire, water, earth, and air but only briefly, usually for show, she had the weakest ability but she usually made up f

She didn’t know whether to be relieved or think that spelled trouble. “Rowanne, I want you to meet the girls who service our gladiators. Or will do, when they win.” She tittered behind her hand. “The whore in the middle is my daughter, Eithne, and I despair of her sluttish ways. Remind me, my dear, who is the one with the pockmarks?” “Isabel,” she replied, with dignity, “and this is Ava. We are all princesses in our own right.”

Everyone stared at Rosemary. "That's impossible," Elder Marcus said. "The royal bloodline was destroyed. King Aldric and Queen Lyanna had no surviving children." "They had three children," Francisco corrected. "Everyone knows about Princess Elena, who died in the attack. But what they don't know is that Queen Lyanna was pregnant with twins. Princess Elena, and a second child—a son—who was born after the attack." Margaret was crying now. "Please, stop. You don't understand what you're doing."

“Cassius later married Amarind of the Raven Ridge Pack. They had two sons: Tiberius and Fenris. Tiberius was born malformed, so the crown went to Fenris.” Thorne’s voice wove through the years like creeping ivy. “Fenris had a daughter, Rowena, who fell in love with a stable boy—an Omega. He banished her. She died in exile. He’d forgotten the curse.” Thorne kept reading through the bloodline—just like the Moonveil Encyclopaedia I’d once skimmed. But this time, he marked every daughter touched by the curse. When he reached the fifth generation and read the name Eleanor, something seized in my chest.

Why would Anberine need to have her name changed? Why would her aunt keep things a secret from even her niece? For some reason, it almost felt as if Merlia knew something was missing but could not piece together the very reason. Almost as if it was forced away from her before she could try to stop it, leaving her more frustrated than ever. “Her real name is Athena Pendragon… she is the great-granddaughter of the King's daughter who went missing years ago” Marcus explained leaving everyone stunned by his revelation. “She… she’s King Arthur’s descendant?!” Merlia’s voice shook as her legs buckled, causing her to knees to hit the ground painfully but she paid no heed to the stinging in her legs

Elara Dawn Mourne. If the Oracle found her lacking, even that would be stripped away. Across the floor, the high blood moved like fire given flesh. Kael of House Ryvenhart, the golden heir, stood at the center of a small constellation of power. His coat shimmered with solar thread, his smile brighter than any chandelier. By his side, Maeryn Vex, heir to House of Shadows, dripped in raven feathers and disdain. And just beyond them, Seraphine Veyne, daughter of the Crown Judge, drank from a glass of duskwine like it was poison she had chosen.

"What?" She exclaimed. Nilenia chuckled. "You said you want to know them personally. Father and the elders acted quickly." She rolled her eyes and sighed. She wouldn't be able to escape anymore. Everything was already set. She had to be with each of the candidates and then in a few months choose one of them as her husband whether she liked it or not. They heard a few knocks before Queen Martina entered Nilenia's room. "My love, I've been looking for you. Come. Let's prepare." Her mother said softly.

Elaine paced in frustration, “We don’t have time for this!” “Hey..” Andrew’s hand found her shoulder, “Breathe—we will get out of this.” Elaine shook his hand off, “Just put her on Ruby.” The girl doused the fire, the smoke melting into the night. ”Please.” Dawn would be upon them soon, and with it brought more men who were out to kill her. The thought brought the crumbled knight of midnight to her mind, and she tucked him away in a place reserved for very few, a little corner of her heart right next to Melanie.

Vaughan watched her with a quiet gaze before answering, “Fenryn's future father-in-law. If he goes through with his marriage.” “Oh, I see,” Lynnette said, nodding her understanding. “He does not have any children in the Knights then, does he? Otherwise, I would have heard the name before.” “Perspective of you. His daughter is... well, six years younger than the King. So she is not of an age yet, where she can do much of anything. Though she is... limited in what she can do to start with.” Vaughan said looking back towards the castle. “Though I am not sure I am in a position to tell you much more than this.”