Rhaenyra Targaryen Outfits Novels & Stories

Raya said softly and I smiled as I looked down at Raya's dress. Raya wore a short orange shoulder-less dress that had detailed orange sequins around the bust with a V opening around her stomach, exposing her dark skin. It was lined with unique silver rhinestones. The dress stopped just at her thighs and her long dark legs escaped into a pair of silver high heels that exposed her white colored toenails. Lastly, her black curly hair fell on waves around her face, the edges curled around her forehead and a center parting that she lined with small silver jewelry that matched the one on her ears.

“She needs a gown. A royal gown. Something beautiful.” “We will have it ready by morning, Your Majesty,” the head seamstress promised. “We’ll work through the night.” Aria breathed tremulously. “Thank you.” Sebastian added, “We’ll need accessories prepared as well. Shoes. And her symbol pendant.” The seamstresses bowed and hurried away. Back in the room… Ronan sat on one side of the bed, arms folded, eyes fixed on Lyanna. “She looks so small,” he whispered. Aleron nodded. “She’s strong, though. Stronger than we can imagine.”

ARYA POV After taking a shower and walking into the room Arya went to check on Olivia and saw she was still asleep in the crib that was brought to her room. Turning around she noticed a dress bag and a pair of silver heels on the bed. She unzipped the bag to a royal blue dress. As she slipped it on and looked in the mirror to see the true elegance of the dress. The Royal blue color went very well with her skin tone. It was forming fitting and the spaghetti straps held nicely allowing the low V-neck to stand out. The light sparkles that coated the dress made the dress stand out even more. There was a slight slit going up the length of her dress stopping right above her left knee. She slipped

Well, she doesn't care about it though because there is only one person that she came here for and that is her husband, Damian. Everyone is watching them and even though it's irritating the heroine, he didn't acknowledge the stares and ignored them to only meet a pair of eyes she despises… Raven. She is wearing a tube cocktail dress with a long sleeved leather black blazer. She also partnered it with her knee high leather boots that she really likes to wear. She also wears black fingerless gloves and also on her hair that is fixed sideways is a long white ribbon that few only knows the purpose. Beside her is Lhyrys who is wearing a matching suit with her outfit, Cedric who wears a red one an

The next day dawned crisp and clear, the air humming with anticipation as the castle prepared for the rally in the capital square. The entire kingdom seemed to be stirring with renewed energy, as if the very land itself was preparing for the battle to come. Lyra stood in front of a gilded mirror in her chambers, dressed in a deep sapphire gown that shimmered like the night sky. The fabric clung to her figure in a way that balanced elegance and authority, with silver embroidery tracing delicate patterns along the sleeves and neckline. Around her neck rested the stone, its faint glow a constant reminder of her connection to something far greater than herself.

The dress along with my hair and makeup, I looked Royal. Kieran came in wearing a fancy gown as well and had her hair looking beautiful. “Rayna. You look beautiful. I have something for you.” It was then I noticed a box she was carrying, and she handed it to me with a smile. I opened it up and pulled out a beautiful winter royal hooded cloak. It was gold with silver fur trim. They helped me put it on and put the hood up and over my hair carefully. Then they turned me to the mirror. It was beautiful.

They came together to form a council, one that was more than willing to judge Rya's ability to lead. I came along with Rya---as her mate, and as her advisor. Rya... she was well dressed in a simple, yet overwhelming dress. It was a lengthy peach coloured gown that trailed across the ground as she walked, sewn to perfectly fit her bodice, with special embroideries around the sleeves and the neck region.

" Ryn said so proudly. Elora was wearing a rainbow skirt and romper with a little sun and rainbow, and Ryn was wearing a princess gown that was blue and had glitter all over it. Maybe other people wouldn’t have let their kids dress like this for such an official event, but Leia and I just wanted them to be happy and comfortable. They were kids, and they should be able to dress like kids. I showed Aeryn my new tattoo: "It’s a crown for every one of my princesses and the first letters of your names."

She was watched and she knew that Mr Reyes would find her. The water got cold so she stepped out of the tub. It was time for the clothes she was supposed to wear. Arya unpacked the box. Inside there was a white elegant dress with almost no cleavage, however there was a round split in the breast area showing a bit of her skin. A teaser. The dress was a tight fit but long and the fabric was shimmering, matching the collar. That wasn’t bad. She still looks very elegant. She got dressed and made everything, to look as good as she could. She even pinned up her hair, the way Mr Reyes liked. Was she hoping for a wonder?

I nodded my thanks and took a breath—then stepped forward again. Rhaenan stood at the end of the aisle. He looked regal in a way I hadn't expected. No shirt beneath his soft cream overcloak, only a cross-sash of deep green wrapped over his chest, fastened with silver clasps that glinted like stars. Around his waist, a long band of embroidered fabric hung like a banner, woven with symbols I didn’t know. He wore dark trousers and high boots polished to a near mirror-shine. Gold cuffs wrapped around his wrists and a matching ring adorned his middle finger.