I just started watch Game of Thrones, and what can I say? I'm absolutely hooked, haha. I started reading some fanfics and was inspired to write some of my own. Not all of it will follow the show or books (I haven't read the books yet), so there might be some changes. I'm new to writing too so take it easy on me
This story will explore the possibility of Rhaegar and Elia having another child before Robert's Rebellion, but this child was not with Elia when she was killed by The Mountain in King's Landing. What happens if Elia and Rhaegar's middle child was raised by Prince Doran of Dorne instead?
I will start around the end of season 1, most likely. Their daughter, Elaine Targaryen, who goes by Elaine Martell, resides in Sunspear, where she was raised her whole life. She was raised as one of Prince Doran's daughters, and so she's unaware of who her real parents were.
I haven't really come up with a direction yet, I suppose that this story will just develop as it goes. Hope to hear feedback!
I do not own these characters
"Princess!" Elaine woke up to her handmaiden opening the door to her chambers.
"Yes, Isabelle?" She rubbed at her eyes, still waking up.
"King Joffrey has arrived from King's Landing, your father requests that you get ready now. Come." She reached out a hand to lead Elaine out of bed and sat her down in front of her vanity. The two other young handmaidens, Elna and Anneria walked around her to start braiding her hair.
"Which dress, princess?" Isabelle asked, holding up two gowns. Elaine groaned in response, "I don't care, you can choose." She never was a fan of dressing up in those gowns; she didn't like how they looked or how they felt. Elaine was never a fan of dressing up like someone she wasn't.
She sighed and sat back in her chair, shooing away the young handmaidens doing her hair after they finished, "Why do I have to look nice?"
Isabelle rolled her eyes, "It is the King, princess. Of course you have to look beautiful. Who knows, you may end up marrying him…" she began to joke.
Elaine scoffed, "Marry him? That king can kiss my ar-"
"Elaine!" She turned to her right to see her father entering the room, with his guards behind him. "Have some respect. We have some very important guests visiting-"
"I heard," she grumbled and crossed her arms, "Tell me father, what business do they have here?"
The Prince kept his composure, fully aware of Elaine's temper tantrums, she reminded him more of his brother than himself at times – especially with the shared hatred of the Lannisters.
His silence gave her the answer, "You invited them? The Lannisters?!" She shook her head in disbelief.
He placed his hand gently on her shoulder, and she wanted to shake it off but she didn't, "We need to maintain good relations with the Lannisters. They're a powerful family, they hold the throne, and it is much more important to keep peace."
She scoffed, "Peace?" She turned to her handmaidens, "Out, all of you." Elaine eyed the her fathers' guards as well, "You two, out too." As soon as they left she stood up to straighten her night gown, as she hadn't changed yet. "Peace with the Lannisters, is that what you want? Do I have to remind you of what happened 17 years ago, father?"
The Prince looked down, "No, I remember clearly myself." He paused and looked up at her, "I also remember war. That is not something I want for our people. Not again."
"It does not have to be war, father! These people…these are the same people who had your sister, my cousins, our family murdered. And you invite them to our home?!" She felt her blood beginning to boil. Although she was raised to remain neutral in most affairs, this was a subject that she felt very strongly about.
"What else am I to do? Send them all back to King's Landing?" Prince Doran always had patience, but sometimes it took more than that to get a point across to the Princess.
Her jaw tightened, "What do they want then? Of all the places to visit, why here?"
"Joffrey's sister is to marry Trystane, a marriage pact arranged between myself and Tywin." He held his hand up before she could argue, "In return, Trystane will have a seat on their small council after they are married. It is important that our House remain in the fold."
Elaine took a seat again at her vanity, "I feel like there is something more to this, father."
He leaned forward and cupped her face, "There is, my Princess," he gave her a small kiss on her forehead, "You will be going to King's Landing as well."
She gasped in response, "You're going to marry me off, as well?"
Before he could respond, there was a knock on the door. "Prince Doran!" The handmaiden Isabelle called, "The King will be arriving here shortly! We need to get the Princess ready!"
He looked back at Elaine, "Do you trust me?" She nodded her head slowly, as upset as she was, she always had trust in her father, "Yes, of course."
"Then be patient, you will see what will happen." He motioned for his guards to come back in so that he could greet the King and his family, "Get ready now, we will speak later tonight, Princess."
The Princess nodded her head again, "Of course, father." She gestured for her handmaidens to come back in and continued to get ready for the King's arrival. Elaine leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes as the young girls braided her hair…silently praying that her father would also act in her best interest…
