Rhaenyra Targaryen Aunt Novels & Stories

Looking from her to Joffrey, who wasn’t saying a word, I turned back to her and said, “I’m not his woman. We are just friends.” The woman instantly began to laugh, as her attention turned to me, before she said, “Of course you’re not, because Joffrey here doesn’t date, but an aunt can always wish.” “What? You’re his aunt?” I asked her, as I took in her appearance, wondering how on earth she could be his aunt, when she didn’t look a day over twenty-one, but then I took a whiff of her, and realize she was a vamp. Instead of her answering me, Joffrey finally breaks his silence by saying, “Angelica, this is my Aunt Rosa, my mother’s half-sister.”

Commissioner Arya stared me square in the eyes, her shoulders leveled. “Lady Azul Rothwood, sister of Late Luna Zoey and my second daughter is to be your second chance mate. The Assembly has decided.” I stared daggers at my former mother-in-law and she returned them. “Over-my-dead-body,” I declared with gritted teeth. Her eyes flared with rage.

Every box disappeared before breakfast while a twenty-year-old girl ate her eggs in the dining hall without knowing she was already gone. Nora set the document down. "Who removed the original section," she said. Felix looked at Caspian. Caspian looked at the document. "Tell her," Caspian said quietly. "She has the right to know all of it." Felix turned back to Nora. "The Vael bloodline representative on the Student Court four years ago was a woman named Aldara Vael," he said. "Caspian's aunt. She held the head position for three years before Caspian took it at the start of his enrollment."

He demanded. The King taken aback simply and firmly said "I suggest you watch your tone Alpha." Letting his aura slip out just enough to show the Alpha who he was speaking to then continued. "As I was saying she is not a rogue. She is my daughter. You can unmask yourself now, Arya." "I’m sorry My King." Alpha josh said and collected himself a little more before he continued. "What are you talking about? Unmask herself?"

I could instantly see that something about that question made him very uncomfortable at that moment, “The truth about her parents,” I stared at him questioningly, “Her parents are dead,” shaking his head he clenched his jaw as a deep frown spread across his face, “No, they’re not,” and I could only stare at him as confusion set in. He sighed once before continuing, “Alpha Warrick and Luna Blythe weren’t Arya’s real parents,” My eyes instantly widened in disbelief, “What?” “Her real mother is Luna Aster,” clenching my jaw I cocked my head as I stared at him in shock,

From the shadows of the ruined colonnade, a figure stepped forward draped in red silk, her eyes like twin embers in the dim. Rowena. Alive. Whole. Smiling. “Lovely coronation,” she purred. “But, sister, did you really think you were the only queen?” The ground trembled. The fires shifted, turning black once more. Matteo reached for his weapon. Bianca raised her blade. But Rowena only laughed, soft and deadly. “You fought a war for the living. I command the dead. The real war,” she whispered, “starts now.” The sky cracked open lightning raining blood.

Because the game had opened her, she asked, voice small: “Tell me about your family.” Even the floating flames seemed to pause. Vaelrion turned toward the edge of the terrace, where the mountain’s darkness plunged into a sea of glittering stars. My mother was Queen Aelthira, he said softly. The last great female of my kind. Stronger than most kings, kinder than they deserved. Lyra listened, breath hushed. She died bringing my sister into the world. The confession fell heavily between them. “I’m sorry,” Lyra whispered. A faint, painful smile curved his lips. You say that as though you knew them.

I said smiling at her and handed her the cup with my blood. She took it and looked me in the eyes, "I Arya Knox, princess of Zanaerys, daughter of Alpha Maximo Knox and Luna Hannia Knox accept you my King Alpha Lanox North as my mate and life partner and I accept my bond with the North Clan as their Luna Queen, I promise to be fair and protect them." said Arya and I could not help but raise my head with pride, as she took from the cup, drinking my blood, sealing our union with her words.

“K–know what, my lady?” “I know you’ve been aiding Nyra. You've been feeding her when Kael decreed she should starve. You were covering her tracks.” Rheya circled like a predator, her hand brushing along a shelf of folded linens. “You think I wouldn’t notice? That I wouldn’t smell your guilt on you?” The linens slipped from Raina’s arms to the floor. Her lips parted, but no words came. Rheya leaned closer, her whisper venomous. “Listen carefully, girl. If you come between me and her again, if you dare to meddle, your punishment will not end with losing your place in this castle. I will rip apart everything you love. Starting with your little sister.”

“Mom, I’m sorry for everything’ she muttered quietly and her mom smiled pulling her for a hug again without saying anything and rubbed her head. After crying her heart out, Arya did feel light weighted; she relaxed against the bedframe and just stared outside. There were a lot of things she didn’t understand and she wasn’t going to force herself to understand it, she was going to ask them to explain it to her so that she can understand while knowing what she should do or not. Zachariah swallowed his saliva before turning to Alston who had a lost look in his eyes. “Apparently, I think Chief Priestess Silva did lose her life years ago but her daughter survived and somehow her younger sister ha