#give helaena potions!!!!

[aeriondripflame]

otto hightower is just so boring. imagine how cool the dance would be if he just allowed house hightower to go back to its roots in witchcraft and spells. give alicent a spell book. give it to her now.

[moonlightazriel]

Love Sick ///Aemond X F!Reader

Summary: Alys Rivers had a vision about the prince’s arrivals, using her charm to lure him, she haven’t anticipated you, his new wife. So a little something might help him see who he truly belongs.

Warnings: SMUT

Word Count: 1,8K

Notes: I have read a lot of love potions fics and decided to give it a try. So here we are.

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Alys Rivers always had visions, the flames would always tell her their secrets, this made it easier for her to survive. Yet, one vision kept appearing for her, a Targaryen Prince, dressed in his battle gears, long silvery hair tied to his back, a scar across his beautiful face.

She anticipated his arrival at Harrenhal way before it was even decided he should go. So when she heard the roar high in the skies, and saw the huge dragon landing in her home, she knew her time had come.

She had tended to him since he stepped his foot in Harrenhal, preparing his bath, serving his food, and occasionally flirting with him, she noticed how he looked at her, she was a pretty woman, long black hair and emerald green eyes, she was sure that it would just take a couple of days and he would fall for her.

Whoever, what Alys Rivers haven’t seen in her visions, was the Baratheon beauty arriving a week later. Lord Borros' third daughter, known for her breathtaking looks and even more impressive brain.

Lady Baratheon strolled through the front door, guards behind her as she walked through Harrenhal. And Alys watched with horror as the woman entered the dining room, giving a little smile to the Prince before slowly making her way towards him.

“Lord Husband.” She greeted, kissing his cheek and squeezing his shoulders, Aemond gave her a small nod and gestured for her to join him.

“How was your journey, my lady?” He inquired as the servers prepared her a plate, she politely thanked the maid before taking a piece of green bean with her fork.

“Quite exhausting, I am happy to finally settle down.” She bites her food. “Your dear mother was right, it feels good to be away from the Keep.” Aemond chuckled.

“Do not remind me of all that chaos.” She smiled at him, Alys kept in the corner watching the exchange in silent anger.

“Queen Helaena sent her greetings to you, my dear.” He held her hand.

“Did she talk to you?” Y/N nodded.

“Just a few words, but she seems better.” Helaena was still grieving the loss of her children in the hands of Daemon’s assassins.

“More wine, my Prince?” Alys intervened, her voice low and sensual, the prince turned his eyes to her, lifting his goblet. She could be his wife, but Alys knew what desire looked like, perhaps the prince just needed a little help.

⋆˙⟡☾𖤓☽ ⟡˙⋆

Prince Aemond was in his study room, book in hands as he took some time off. Alys knocked, hearing his powerful voice commanding her inside.

“I brought some tea, my prince.” She placed the mug with the hot tea on his desk.

A simple love potion, she knew that he had feelings for her, so this would simply amplify them, make them so unbearable that he wouldn’t have any other choice than to go looking for her. He would claim her as his, as it should’ve been.

Alys excused herself, going straight to her room in the servants wing, she needed to get ready for when Aemond Targaryen knocked on her door and took her in his arms.

She had cleaned her room, and then, took a long shower, rubbing a scented soap on her skin, making herself look flawless. She sat on the bed and waited for him.

⋆˙⟡☾𖤓☽ ⟡˙⋆

Y/N brushed her hair, Harrenhal was quite hot, so she asked the maid to run her a bath, she didn’t plan on leaving her chambers, so a silky nightgown covered her body while she took care of her hair.

The door was abruptly opened, making her jump in her seat. Her husband, without his coat and with four buttons of his linen shirt open, looked at her, a smirk on his lips as he entered the room.

“You know, dear wife?” He closed the door, walking towards her. “It was always you, when I went to Storm's End that day, it was you I had in mind.” His tone was slow, like he had been drinking.

He grabbed her hand, removing the brush and placing it on the desk. His other hand brushed her shoulder, pulling the straps down just a little.

“So beautiful, such a smooth skin. I know I had to have you.” He pulled her up, spinning her around until she was facing him, her hands splayed on his chest while he held her close by the waist. “You smell so good.” The prince said, smelling the skin of her neck.

Y/N felt her cheeks flushed at the attention, heating pooling in between her legs, forcing her to close them for some friction, as Aemond started to kiss her neck.

His touch was delicate, his lips cold against her hot skin. Kissing, licking and biting, making her whimper at the sensation spreading across her body.

“A-Aemond.” She half spoke half moaned, making the prince grow impossibly harder, his cock painfully restrained by his pants.

“You sound divine when you moan my name.” He said, getting away from her and walking towards the bed. He sat down, still looking at her, his shirt was messy and fully opened now. “Come here, my dear wife.” She made a move to walk to him but he stopped her. “Take it off.” He ordered.

She shivered as she saw the lust on his gaze, with shaking fingers, she undone the laces holding her nightgown in place, letting it pool at her feet, standing there completely bare to his hungry eye. His pink tongue darted out, wetting his lips as he eyed her up and down.

“You’re a goddess, I cannot wait to see you choke on my cock.” He grabbed her hand as she got close, pulling her straight to his lap. He kissed her, tongue exploring her mouth, hands cupping her ass.

She reached for the eyepatch, throwing across the room, she hated that damned thing, covering his beauty from her.

“You’re so beautiful, my prince.” She breathed, his lips attached to her breasts. Sucking the nipple in his mouth and moving his tongue in circles, making her squirm in his lap, brushing his hard cock.

He squeezed her flash, kissed her like he was going to die in the next second, and she moved her hips against his clothed cock, making it very hard to keep controlled. He never felt that kind of lust before, but he was ready to give in.

Y/N got up, and slowly kneeled in front of him, she had heard the ladies in court talking about the pleasures the mouth could bring to a husband, and despite the lack of experience, she wanted to try.

She reached for his belt, removing it and opening his pants, he lifted his hips just enough for her to slide all the pieces of clothes he was wearing down, freeing his dripping cock from its cage.

She swallowed hard, hesitantly grabbing it in her hands, earning a hiss from him. She moved her hand up and down, slowly, taking encouragement in his groans, the pleasure growing in him as she gently stroked him.

In a more bold move, she lowered her head, giving it a lick in the tip, Aemond shivering as she did so, she looked at him, giving him a small smile that could be the death of him. Then, she took him in her mouth, bobbing her head and masturbating what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Aemond closed his eyes, buckling his hips and enjoying the sounds of her choking on his cock whenever she went too deep.

She hummed, sending vibrations down his cock, making his balls tight and the orgasm wash over him, his cock twitching, sending hot cum down her throat. She removed her mouth, coughing a little.

“You look so beautiful, kneeling in front of me.” He praised, his thumb caressing her cheek, making her blush as he looked at her. “Allow me.” He said, pulling her up and laying her down.

He got in between her legs, his breath fanning over her hot core, he circled the back of her legs, squeezing her skin and pulling her thighs apart. Smirking at her glistening cunt, he sank there, lapping at her folds, collecting all of her juice as she arched her back, moaning his name like a prayer.

He kissed her clit, rubbing circles with his tongue, making her see stars. Freeing one of his hands, he inserted two fingers inside her cunt, pumping them inside and out, in the same ruthless pace as his tongue. She moaned his name loudly enough to echo around the walls, feeling the knot in her belly grow until it was ready to snap. Driving her over the edge, her walls clenching around his fingers and closing her shaking legs around his head.

Aemond smirked against her, feeling her recover from her orgasm, he looked at her, sweat coating her forehead and panting, her chest moving up and down rapidly.

“Do you want more, my goddess?” She looked at him, smirking at her like the devil and she nodded. In a second, Aemond was on top of her, without any clothes and his cock ready for a second round.

⋆˙⟡☾𖤓☽ ⟡˙⋆

Alys tapped in the bed frame, growing restless as the potion should be working in this exact moment but Aemond was nowhere to be seen. She got up, grabbing a robe and sliding it over her shoulders.

She walked towards the Prince chambers, forcing the door open just a little, she gasped as she peeked inside.

Lady Baratheon was facing the door, her eyes closed and mouth slacked open as she moaned loudly for him. “Do not stop!” She begged, her voice hoarse from all the screaming.

She was on all fours, her ass high in the air as Prince Aemond pounded inside her from behind, moving so fast that her breasts bounced back and forth.

Alys wanted to move but she was rooted in place, the potion had clearly worked but with the wrong person.

“Please, Aemond. I am going to cum.” She whined, and the prince pulled her hair behind, forcing her to look at him.

“And i am going to stuff you full with my heirs, make you swell with my seed and birth my children.” His tone so raw that Alys felt her cheeks hot in embarrassment, Lady Baratheon moaned his name, her body convulsing as her orgasm crashed down on her again, followed by him spilling inside her.

Alys watched as the prince removed himself from inside her, his hands stuffing his cum back inside her cunt. “I love you.” He breathed, pulling her by the hair again and kissing her with all he had.

“I love you too.” She replied, face flush red as she tried to recover from the amazing sex.

Alys walked backwards, running away from the scene, knowing that no matter what she did, she could never break the bond the two shared.

[maxz-b]

listen. rhaenys is slash should have been the true queen but We Are Way Past That Point so like i know rhaenyra is the rightful heir to the throne. i know.

but also

no one does it like team green. Criston Cole is having the worst time as always. his career has never been better and he has never gotten more pussy. he has now been forced to go on a trip with the worst person hes ever met, a guy with no role in the story other than to be vaguely contradictory and exude mean gay. Alicent Hightower cannot catch a single fucking break. She has never left girlfailure mode she is a repressed bisexual she dislikes her entire family and i need her so bad. Do not even get me Started on the terrible horrible no good brothers targaryen i need them to fistfight and bite each other again or so help me God. helaena has never done anything wrong in her life. Otto shows up once every couple episodes having less hair and serving more cunt

honestly the only one who comes anywhere near the level of dumbfuckery that they have is daemon because he really just rolls with all of the threatening vague visions hes having. Witch lady with blood on her fingers gives him a potion and he just chugs it. Iconic.

[cambion-companion]

that drunk fic was beautiful 😂

now I just wish for Y/n who was Aegon's bff, frat boy Aegon and his buddy who always got into the worst of trouble and were a riot to watch at bars, strip clubs/or tavern and whorehouse, they were always around and somehow Aemond grew up and got engaged to them.

he's always in a state of between 'the love of my life, my dear heart' and 'oh gods there's two of them'

Aegon: *face down at breakfast beside his plate of eggs, groaning loudly*

Y/n, still a little drunk and nursing a goblet of dragon-scale coffee while Haelena (who loves them) tells them about her spider: "hell yeah"

Aemond: "I can't not marry them."

haha thank you so much, I am so glad I have wonderful people gracing my inbox with their brilliance. I wrote a lil blurb of the morning after the "worm" incident with hungover Aegon and reader hehe

"Aegon, you have scrambled egg on your face." Aemond's voice, soft and low as it was, grated against every aching part of your brain.

"mmmpfth." Aegon answered, making little effort to clean himself, instead choosing to remain with his cheek pressed to his full breakfast plate.

"Articulate."

"Stop talking, Aemond."

You took a cue from Aegon and laid your throbbing forehead against the cool wood of the table, luckily it was just the three of you at breakfast that morning. You shut your tired eyes against the crisp dawn light.

"I am surrounded by drunkards, it seems."

"Stop talking, Aemond!" You and Aegon spoke together, your groans of pain harmonizing in the dining hall.

"And churls." Aemond huffed, you heard his chair scrape the stone floor as he rose, making no effort to be quieter.

Footsteps approached where you sat with your head against the table. You sighed in relief, feeling long fingers begin caressing your scalp. The clink of a cup being set beside you caused you to sit up, Aemond still massaging your head.

"A special concoction to help with the hangover." Aemond said softly, giving your scalp a few more strokes before moving over to where you could see Aegon still laying in his food.

"Drink this, brother! Helaena made it, she's become quite adept at the crafting of such potions being married to your sorry personage."

Aemond made no effort to be gentle with Aegon, practically slamming the cup of hot dark liquid onto the table next to Aegon's puffy face, bending over to speak loudly into his ear.

"Fuck you." Aegon complained, nevertheless he sat up enough to drain the mug.

"Hmm. Next time, you will stop refilling my wife's wine goblet the first time I ask, or I will do much worse."

[presidenthades]

⚠️HOtD season 2 ep. 4 spoilers⚠️

Your thoughts on this ep🎤?!

Adding my two cents: SUNFYRE AND AEGON WERE SO CUTE, but wtf was that fight🧍🤨 Aemond bbg wtf?? Anyhow, cuties:

TLDR: I’m not even mad anymore, I’m just disappointed (by the writing, per usual; the rest of the show is fine). I’m mostly still on the S2 boat because of the little moments like Sunny and Egg. It makes for great fanfic fuel!

Honestly, this was Criston’s best episode of the entire season so far. Getting him away from Alicent and putting him on the battlefield showcases his better qualities. Also, I love his interactions with Gwayne, it gives me life. Would totally watch a spinoff series where the two of them go on side quests.

I feel like the Harrenhal scenes aren’t super important narratively and the screentime could’ve been devoted to other characters. HOWEVER. The Harrenhal bits are just so fun to watch that I can’t really complain. TBH, it feels like Daemon is getting the best writing (in terms of character arc and narrative coherence) of all the main cast. But uh…one does wonder why he drinks a random-ass potion from a witch lady who just told him he’s gonna die at Harrenhal. (Speaking of whom, I am greatly enjoying Alys Rivers. I’m glad they haven’t made her a femme fatale. She’s just weird. Joff would love her.)

Opinion: they got rid of Kermit Tully and made Oscar the heir because the show wants to minimize Muppet memes. Very sad. 😔

If you’re following my blog, then you know I’m an Aegon fan, so I acknowledge I’m probably biased. But all of the Greens are just shitting on Aegon this episode, holy cow. I totally understand Aemond being snotty and excluding Aegon from schemes; even in the most generous interpretation of their brotherly relationship, they’re often at odds and Aemond looks down on Aegon. But Cole is the Hand of the King, not the Hand of Aemond. Even if Cole is on the front lines, he should be including Aegon.

Alicent has just completely lost the sympathetic traits she possessed in S1. I’ve never thought of her as an especially good mother, but she did love her children—definitely Aemond and Helaena, and there were the “do you love me” and standing between Aegon and the dragon scenes. She also seems to have forgotten that she was one of the people yelling at Aegon to step up and take the crown, and now she wants to hit the reverse button. 🙄 S2 Alicent is not the same character as S1 Alicent, and even S1 Alicent varied from episode to episode. For fic purposes, I’m just completely ignoring what the show writers are doing with her because it makes no sense.

I think TGC would’ve killed a scene where he gets to speak more fluent High Valyrian, but it makes sense that Aegon isn’t good at speaking it. Aegon has never been the scholarly sort, and High Valyrian (if you’ve been trying it on duolingo like me) is not an intuitive language for English-only speakers. I do think Aegon should’ve learned more dragon commands at least, but apparently Sunfyre decided to be the world’s first bilingual dragon and learn common tongue for Aegon’s sake. :3 At this point I’m convinced that Sunfyre is the only living creature who actually unconditionally loves Aegon. No wonder Aegon is messed up.

Back in Driftmark: we finally get confirmation of who the Hull boys are! Not explicitly, but it’s hard to deny that they’re Corlys’s kids like in the book. I kinda wish we got more scenes with Rhaenys talking about/interacting with them though. She seems to have had complicated feelings about the boys.

Visually, the battle was amazing to watch. Some of the best shots I’ve seen during the entire show. But, as I often complain about, the characters’ actions don’t make sense. If you’ve been on social media, then you’re probably aware that Aemond attacking Aegon has been very controversial, and for good reason. I cannot comprehend the Aemond stans (I’m an Aemond fan, but I’m very aware that he’s a flawed character who can act stupidly sometimes) who refuse to acknowledge that this was NOT a good move. Vhagar is a formidable dragon but she can’t win a 1 v 4 against Caraxes, Syrax, Vermax, and Moondancer (and those aren’t even all the dragons the Blacks will eventually have). Vhagar could take out some of the other dragons, but she’s definitely dying in a battle like that. So no, this was not a smart or strategic action on Aemond’s part, at all.

It could be explained as an action taken in the heat of the moment, with Aemond overcome by adrenaline and his anger toward Aegon. But we just saw Aemond two episodes ago being sad about killing Luke, against whom he held a grudge for years because of his eye. Aegon is his brother, and their interactions in S1E8 indicated that even if they’re not besties, they do operate on the same wavelength. Aegon was an idiot for making fun of Aemond in S2E3, but that should not have pushed Aemond over the edge to attempted fratricide/regicide.

At least Cole and Sunfyre care about Aegon, since clearly nobody else does. 🥲 *author shoves a Jacaera toward Aegon*

[metonomyg]

Hotd x hp crossover

The Targaryen and Valaryen family feud is well known in the wizarding world, hence many are excited to see how the children will interact in school. Imagine their surprise, that each kid just ignores one another. Nothing ever done can provoke them to say something bad about each other. Very few notice the tension in Aegons jaw everytime someone mentions Jacerys or how Aemond tends to close his eye when Lucerys comes in the room just to avoid his gaze.

Each one of them has a reputation in their houses, Aemond being a true Slytherin while keeping his Gryffindor brother and Ravenclaw sister under constant supervision. Jace and Luke, a Gryffindor and Hufflepuff respectfully, are simply going with the flow (both are seen to interact with Helaena and protect her from the negative attention when her brothers is not there to protect her).

Imagine everyone's surprise, when one day everything changes. Aemond is not commonly known to sleep in and run late into the lessons. Not today though.

Today Aemond walked in half way through first lesson of Potions with the Gryffindors. The moment he walks in the room, all the eyes are on him. While his death glare turns most of them away, it is the comment from his dear brother that brings an uproar:

"Brother mine, I didn't think you got resorted overnight."

He didn't, but the Hufflepuff colored tie around his neck says otherwise. Giving no comments, the young man sits down and ignores the constant look until the end. The raised eyebrow that Professor Daemon gives him is much more amusing than intimidating.

Lunch comes faster than expected, and almost the whole school is aware of the situation. And if not, it's to their surprise that Aemond boldly walks over to the Hufflepuff table and tugs Lucerys to his feet. Swiftly taking the Slytherin tie off and exchanging it, Aemond gives the smaller boy a light peck on the forehead and calmly walks back to his table.

Nobody dared to speak bad about the Targaryen family and their Valaryen companions, their collective force much greater when united.

"lentor toliot mirre" - family above all

[queenvisenyaandprinceaemond]

I dont know about Alys Rivers but why do u think shes not aemonds real love interest?

Well, where to start. Firstly, fire and blood is written like a history book and narrated by multiple people who disagree with each other on many ocassions regarding several events that took place starting from the first page itself.

Secondly, it was said that she was spared by Aemond but in exchange of being his "bedmate". Nowhere, it says she was his "love". Bedmate is usually for sexual favours.

Thirdly, based on the short gist that was mentioned, it was hinted that she used magic or potions to seduce not just Aemond, but Ser Criston Cole as well.

Fourthly, there is the final section where Aemond allegedly kisses a pregnant Alys before flying off on Vhagar to kill Daemon but who saw this because there was conflict over this as well. He claims she saw visions of where Daemon was but she didnt see his death? . Also who saw this happen?

Later on, when Harrenhal was under the control of a witch queen, it was revealed that it was Alys who was the witch queen. But then again, the narrative says "she claimed to be Prince Aemond's widow" and presented an alleged "trueborn" as his son but there was no mention of the son of having targaryen features nor was the son ever acknowledged.

In all honesty, if Aemond took her everywhere and she was so significant to him, she wouldnt be claiming to his widow. People of Harrenhal would know that she was his partner. But there is no mention of anything like this.

Shes probably someone like Melissandre from GOT and if she ever appears on the show, she might try to seduce Criston and Aemond using magic, only to be rejected by both. GRRM is actively involved so he might present a better picture than Mushroom, Eustace and others. He already changed the fact that Aemond took Lucerys eyes as a gift (this is mentioned in the book and others) and during the dinner scene, it was Aegon who threw a fit over Jace and Helaena but that was also switched up to Aegon not giving a shit.

Many things have changed so lets see. But even non shippers on Youtube, Instagram and blogs have picked up that the screenplay between Aemond and Helaena is a bit dodgy tbh haha.

[aemonds-sapphire]

Hi!!! I'm so sorry if I just kinda jump out of the blue but I couldn't resist join the "discussion in your aks...

You know I think that fan art wise helaena and aemond are quite cute. Some artist are so talented but helaena in my opinion deserve and should definitely be alone. She went trought so much and mainly for the hand of men leave my poor girl alone. Most fans def use her as self insert or are into incest idk 🥴

For the Alys discourse I'm gonna be so honest with you I have absolutely no idea. I Emma I rceentrly reread the books (gift for Xmas so it's very recent) and a lot of person forgot that one book is like a book in their universe and everthing is basically a rumor (I will not trust mushroom with a cup of tea so why would I trust a whole story??) and the other are just paragraphs that talk about some events??

Hotd aemond is so dutiful and golden child and he lust for Revenge of his eye so fans are like "he would never go for a bastard strong!!" saying that she's or this bitch of a witch or a poor victim. The reality is that we don't know!! We have no idea it's up our preference / writer choice.

Sure I tought alys bewitching him was a valid idea because why would he save only her??? But also I mean if she's a witch she can be useful?? And maybe they just fall in love in the process??? At the beginning both of them had reason to help each other so idk. I use to not be a big fan of their relationship because I will admit when deep in hyperfixations I get jealous and I need a few days to remind myself they are fictional 😭 also It doesn't help reading angst fic with the cheating trope and her as the other woman BUT the moment I saw people hating her for non valid reason and just using her as an excuse for being sexists and mysoginist ughhh alys defender for life.

I will wait to see how the writer will do in season 2. Making her bewitching him after him being already victim of abuse would def a bad choice but also for how they written season 1 i really can't see this show aemodn juts fall in love it's so weird I'm so confused 😭🥴

One last thing I swear I'm so sorry but saying that aemond is a rapist/used her as prize....AND USING THE WHOREHOUSE EXAMPLE???

I have no idea whta kinda of show all this antis are watching truly.

So sorry for this long message expecially cuz a lot of things are already been stated I hope I didn't bother you too much.

Your blog is very lovely and you seems a very nice person. and it's a pleasure see when you post! Happy holidays❤️❤️❤️❤️,

Cordelia🤍🪐

Hi, Cordelia 😊 thank you so much for your input! Loved reading through all of it 🤭 happy holidays!

I’ve run into absolutely amazing Helaemond art! There’s no question fan artists are talented. I don’t mind shippers as long as they don’t insert themselves into other ship spaces and try acting holier than thou. At the end of the day, none of this is real and we’re just here to have a good time 😁

If they go with “she bewitched him” but just figuratively speaking then I’m fine with that. But if they pull that love potion bs then… 😅 also, why bother fleshing Aemond out if you’re just going to turn him into a cliché antagonist…… I hope they don’t go this route tbh.

Mushroom is the absolute worst out of all the narrators. He gives accounts of events that happened in King’s Landing when he was in Dragonstone LOL he thinks he’s Gossip Girl or something

Fire & Blood is to be read a history book, meaning we only know about the great battles and major events, but everything in between can be embellished and made up by those writing about it. Some people are taking that what happens in the book is canon and others are taking what happens in the show as canon… both are wrong approaches… they’re just different versions. This is not like ASOIAF…

[multistoty]

Continued

The air tasted like wonder. Like candied butterfly wings caught in sugared spiderwebs, and drunken peaches coated in luck. Helaena was grateful that she had done what was right to win over her sister. Thusnelda had a history of physical and emotional scars that were intriguing though the gold spun blonde knew better than to ask. The ghosts of the past to often jump from surprising places to get their claws into you. The last thing she wanted for that to happen. In fact a pacifist by nature, she wouldn’t hesitate to show her thorns to someone who would treat one of her few friends in such a way. Her family. It was hard not to feel like a second class citizen when your own mother seems to look at smudged ink on her hand were you were concerned and a husband who spent most of his nights away. The curve of her stomach the result of a particularly drunk night. Still, Helaena was grateful to have a babe in her arms soon. “I used to have her ancestor as a child. Aemond found her when I was sulking and gifted me her. She knows a Targaryen. Knows a princess. Warrior or not.” the smile of fondness could be heard with the words that parted her lips. Were her brothers were chaos, the targaryen girl had always played steadfast nurturing. The centipede was precious to her another test of trust. It felt as if kindness was a knife that had cut through her carefully placed shields. The gentle curve of her cheeks and porcelain doll skin with brush stroke perfect features showed further how woman were underestimated and under appreciated for their looks. Both had refused to be a pretty doll on some shelf. Hear the language that isn’t spoken, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind it. You must find the magic that warms your skin in winter, the magic that perceives what cannot be seen, the magic that curls in your gut with fierce power and will not let you give up, no matter how long or cold the days. We must taste the bitter before we can appreciate the sweet. When she loved, she did it as fiercely as she lived. There is magic in everything, only you must watch for it. It does not come from spells or potions or the sky, nor by special delivery of the gods. It is all around you. It doesn't always take an army to save the world. Sometimes it takes just one person who won't let evil win. You can't be happy unless you're unhappy sometimes. Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.He who leaps for the sky may fall, it's true. But he may also fly. A good friend keeps your secrets for you. A best friend helps you keep your own secrets. The smile nearly split her lips as it lengthened. Tears misting her eyes though they were happy and didn’t fall in fat globs. A softness came further to her hand at the ready for her darling centipede though it was more to aid her.“Don’t forget where you from or who you are.I'm not trying to fix you; I don't think you need to be fixed. I'm not trying to turn you into someone else. I only want you to be who you already are.  You are the only one who pays attention to myself or her for that matter. To me that makes you have more manners than anyone I know.So many things become beautiful when you really look. I have only let Aemond hold her and he lasted a few moments. Aegon will show himself true, but you are my only sister and friend beyond your husband. Although- Jace is a kind boy.”

@thusnelda-targaryen​

[aemonds-sapphire]

I have got a theory that Alys is truly a witch and she put a spell on Aemond and poison him with false love and when he died Helaena killed herself so at the end we have tragic end to love between Aemond and Helaena (separated because he marched to Harrenhal and R took KL) and Alys as a famme fatale who will send Aemond to his death because she feels nothing to him (like how could she love a person who killed all of her family?) I simply don't view Alys as a victim and Aemond as someone who raped her and made her his sexual slave. I think she bewitched him from the beginning and when she saw Daemon and also saw Aemond's death she didn't hesitate and did what she had to do. And what do you think? How you think they will present her as character?

Alys Rivers was a Strong bastard. Bastard women are treated as servants and very poorly overall. My guess is that she didn’t care about her ‘family’ at all.

Also, why wouldn’t she just kill Aemond when he was taking over Harrenhall, then? If she’s this powerful witch… what was stopping her? If we’re going with “she hates him because he killed her family” then why wait? Makes no sense to me tbh.

I have no idea how they will present her character. I’m not opposed to her being a witch (I like the concept of magic that GRRM gives us), but bewitching Aemond… using love potions… nah. Seems like a bunch of misogynistic bs from the narrators.