Rhaenyra Targaryen Outfits Novels & Stories

Kyra looked at herself in the full length mirror as she brushed her hair. She had been given a black loose fitted dress that swept the ground to wear and a cloak, the color a deep maroon that almost looked like blood. The witch who had been sent to lead her out of the room had even offered to help her pin up her hair but she had politely refused, wanting her hair down. "It is time" The witch standing beside her as she looked at herself in the mirror said and Kyra nodded.

I gasped, jumping up from the bed, rushing to my trunk and began rummaging inside for something to wear… ---- Twelve minutes later I had washed up, brushed my teeth and pulled on a black high-neck, long-sleeved tunic dress which had a slit down to my waist, with a red corset around my waist and knee-high boots. I now wrapped my hair up into a bun as we walked down the palace hall. Half walking, half running to keep up with Theon’s pace. Shit… I wonder if the Alpha would realise that we had been together? I'm sure we smelt of one another… Oh well, it was too late to think of that now and I wasn’t a child…

Unfortunately, as a Luna and the soon-to-be Queen, I not only needed to know how to greet my friends but also how to smile at my enemies… *** After another IV drip, I fell asleep and woke up the next morning. Tyrion was already working in his office and had Aziz bring me clothes and take me from the hospital. As soon as I walked into my chamber, I ran to the closet to find something both conservative and elegant to wear for the meeting. Finally, I went for the blue dress with a little sleeve and a shallow neckline. The dress had a thin belt at the waistline, and its skirt was long enough to cover my knees. Once I put on light makeup and embellished my feet with two-inch heels, I was ready to

It was a stark contrast to when the girls came down so excited. The dress Arya had chosen for her was turquoise in color and reached the floor, Id seen it on Arya once before, and thought she looked amazing in it, but the color really did suit Dylan. However, although the color suited her so much the dress itself was poorly fitted, it was supposed to hug her hips before loosely flowing down, however it hung off my friend like a sack, her bony shoulders were highlighted by the thin straps and her collar bones were prominent, she looked like a walking talking skeleton.

His chest ached, and even Ninger became quiet. ..... The next day in Silvershade, Kyra got dressed in a black body con dress. It hugged her frame like a second skin and reached two inches above her knees. It is sleeveless and high neck. Its simple, but would do the job. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail, finishing her ensemble. The fact is, she doesn't want to play dress up when her heart is breaking from inside out. Kaiser will announce his queen tonight, and as the Alpha of Silvershade, she cannot skip. She need to put up appearances.

After an hour and a half of running from one room to another and creating complete chaos, we were finally walking out of our apartment. Anna was a little nervous about seeing Arnold there, but she agreed to come with us to give me company. Arya was jumping with excitement, and we just let her have her moment. I was the least dressed person out of the three of us. I chose to wear a simple black dress and paired it with my denim jacket and white shoes. Anna was wearing her sea-green gown with her blonde hair complementing the look perfectly. Arya was excited about wearing her new dress. She wore a red and black jumpsuit with black heels and made a high pony to complete the look. We finally sat

Navori's gown had a thousand gold crystal shimmers that fit her extravagantly dolled-up golden blonde hair. While Jorah stood in a dark blue top buttoned down to reveal his chest and low-rise pants that showed his waistline, his hands adorned with black rings. This was how he normally dressed, but his beauty was amplified that night, his dirty blonde hair swept back, showing off his hazel eyes in a beautiful light, a true show-stealer between the two celebrants. “Myra! Nice to see you!” Tarrin's voice broke the tension in Navori's gaze as the gamma walked over to take Myra into his arms and swing her around, making her crack a smile.

Rhae put down her brush and summoned fire to her fingers, twirling it around, she looked at herself in the mirror and grinned wildly as the blue fire flickered. The door clicked open and she jumped, fire vanishing from her fingers. She turned to the door, to find Aynyra standing there. Her hair was hanging loose over her shoulders, flowing down her chest. She wore a similar nightgown to Rhae's, except hers was a deep shade of red instead of the midnight blue that Rhaenyx wore. Aynyra whispered, "may I come in?" Rhae stood and waved her into her room, "of course, what's up?"

She also had a beauty mark just below her moist cherry lips. At this time, she wears a pink floral shawl, matched with her plain, white of loosely fitting, full-length dress with a long skirt of the same color. Her pair of shiny, ankle-strapped black heels pumps are immaculate her graceful appearance even more. She is giving you the impression of a noble lady from the past. Thalia Rauniyar is the total opposite of Maisarah. She certainly is not a talkative girl. However, her personality is wild and fierce, hidden deeply behind her timidity.

That guy might be sneaking in a bottle of alcohol and calling it wine, he better have no plan of getting us all drunk on Thanksgiving day. “You know you’re really hot whenever you cook.” Arya finally pads over to my side, staring at the counter with bright gray eyes. I keep in the smile, instead raising a brow. “Oh really?” I turn to stare at her, she’s wearing a deep burgundy dress that falls just below her knee. “You look beautiful.” I say, my breath hitching. So damn beautiful. Arya brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, “Thank you,” a deep blush forms on her cheeks and for some unknown reasons, it makes my pulse quicken. “It’s one of the dresses I designed myself.”