Third's Pov

Everyone waited to see what she would say before she said the word that shocked the royal family and the crowd.

"Yes, Prince Daemon. I will marry you." Shantae states this with a pause. Daemon grinned as Saera made a shock noise as Ryos tried to ensure his wife was okay.

"Oh gods," Alicent says with her hand covering her mouth.

"This will be something," Coryls told Rhaenys, who hummed.

"Maybe she can tame the brazen man," Rhaenys added.

Baela and Rhaena looked at the woman, who would marry their father, with small yet concerned eyes as they hoped she couldn't replace their mother. Rhaenyra looked shocked but was happy that Shantae was now a part of the family. Viserys stared at the two with wide eyes. He watched as Daemon sent her a wink before going back to the opening. Since Daemon had received the winning prize, now was time for them to feast. Oberyn had walked with Shantae to her room. 

"You agreed to marry Prince Daemon." Oberyn started as they walked.

"I did," Shantae tells him.

"We knew he was going to ask you something, but marriage—that's a shock," Oberyn told her.

"It was, but it needed to happen for the house of dragons to reign," Shantae responded. The Blood Raven told her that 13 children needed to be born to protect the realm. She would have to at least hope that the elixir would help her speed it up quickly.

"At the expense of you." Oberyn stopped her as they turned to face one another.

"Not really at the expense, but it's very important that I marry him," Shantae says to him. She didn't want to tell him about where she came from or why she was marrying Daemon. She pulled him into her room. Oberyn let out a yell before the door closed behind him.

"I'm not going to kill you." Shantae stared at the man, who had closed his eyes like he was ready for death.

"Then what?" Oberyn's accented voice asked her.

"I'll have to tell you something, and you cannot tell anyone. If you do, I'll kill you." Shantae replied before she sat on the sofa in her room.

"I would never. I'm loyal to you." Oberyn tells her as he wonders what she is going to tell him.

"Okay, so.." Shantae begins to tell him about her situation. He was shocked, to say the least. So that's how she knew about the future. He even showed him a photo of what she called a phone. The picture she sent was very flattered. She was in a bikini, which looked like water and sand behind her as she relished the beaming sun. He stared at the phone as she was talking about Blood Raven, who was her savior and creator.

"Hey, pay attention," Shantae snapped as she took the phone that still showed her picture on it.

"I was paying attention. Such a wonderful story." Oberyn clapped before she hit him on the head.

"Fuck Shantae. I'm sorry. You can't just show a beautiful picture like that and think I wouldn't look." Oberyn cheese as his blue hair swayed with every rub.

"If you get distracted this easily, maybe I shouldn't show you when I was a part-time lingerie model." Shantae bragged, shaking her head.

"What?" Oberyn questioned.

"Let me see!!" Oberyn bombed her as they started fighting over her phone.

"Let me see it!!!" Oberyn shouted.

"No, you will not see it," Shantae shouted back. The two, not knowing the servants walking past, heard the screams, almost scaring them.

The two were like that until Thaila and Daisy came in.

"They're at it again!" Daisy marveled at the two.

"I wonder what it was about now," Thalia said before clapping her hands and interrupting the two. The two stopped, turning to look at the maids.

"Lady Shantae needs to get ready for the feast; her soon-to-be husband won the tourney. He will want to present his lady with the crown of Queen Love and Beauty." Thalia told the two before Oberyn was about to get up. Shantae stopped him.

"I need you to bring someone to me," Shantae muttered.

"Who? My lady." Oberyn says he is staring at his lady but not his lady. No. She was now Daemon's lady.

"She's an older woman prostitute, from the silk street," Shantae spoke with contentment in her voice.

"What's her name?" Oberyn asked.

"Madame Sylvie. And please be quick about it. Ask Nathan to help you." Shantae stood up as she went to the bath chamber to wash up. Oberyn nodded, watching her leave before going to do his task.

Thalia and Daisy looked at each other as they wondered why their lady needed a whore.

As their lady washed herself, they got her dress out and decided what jewelry she would wear. Shantae would wear red that night, almost like a shining beacon to the Targaryen reign.

Oberyn's Pov/Third's Pov

Oberyn and his faceless knights made their way towards the streets of Silk as the men and whores stared as they asked around for Madame Sylvie. The knights never used force; they just asked. Oberyn, even for his father and mother's love of whores. He didn't like them much. He had one or two bastards in Essos due to his recklessness as a faceless man.

When they finally made it to where they knew Madame Sylvie was, they knocked on the door. A plump yet thin woman answered the door. She had a thin dress that almost showed her figure as she stood in the doorway. She wasn't beautiful or any of the words he'd use for his Lady. She was very average.

"I'm Madame Sylvie; is there anything I can do for you? I've never had a blue-haired Dornish before. I'll show you a good time." Madame Sylvie flirted with Oberyn. He took her arm and pulled her outside to the carriage that waited once they found her.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Madame Sylvie yelled as she was pushed into the carriage. Everyone now looked as the prized Madame of the Silk Street rode away to the red keep. They wondered what she had done. Mysaria, the little spider, went to tell the lady about Madame's predicament. Since Larys was in jail being harshly tortured for information, his fireflies went to her looking for work. They were hers now.

Third's POV/Shantae's POV

By the time Oberyn brought Madame Sylvie, Shantae was already dressed and ready for the feast. He brought her inside through the secret passageway, so no one wouldn't see her.

"Oh, good you brought her." Shantae smiled as the woman looked at her with fearful eyes, but she remained strong.

"Lady Meeks, whatever I did, I didn't do it." Madame Sylvie tells Shantae almost pleadingly.

"Not yet, but you will. A year from now, Prince Aegon will bring his brother to your brothel to 'get it wet'. You will refuse him and turn him away. If the prince has a temper tantrum, no boy prince or not shouldn't be in a brothel at any young age. You sent him to me. Make sure you tell all the other Madames, or some people are going to be missing." Shantae stared at the woman in disgust. How could she respect a woman who went after a child?

"But, Lady Meeks, the prince is a highborn." Madame Sylvie tried to walk close to Shantae. Oberyn grabbed her arm.

"I'm sure you can survive. If Prince Aegon has a problem, send him to me." Shantae stood when she noticed it was almost time for the feast.

Madame Sylvie knew she wasn't going to get anywhere with the woman. Mysaria had told her that their next venture would be after the                                                build banks, schools, greenhouses, and wagons to take them to school. Silk streets were next, and they could only hope they didn't destroy them.

"Good talk, Madame. Tell your fellow Madames the same." Shantae motions for Oberyn to take the woman out of her room. She would see if this would work. If Madame still takes them, she will cause her a world of hurt.

A sudden knock as Nathan opened the door to announce Rhaenyra and her family. They even had a little Joffery with them, with his brown and white hair mix.

"Princess Rhaenyra and Prince Laenor, heirs to the throne and King consort, and Jacerys, Lucerys, and Joffery Velaryon, royal princes," Nathan announced as they came into her room.

"Lady Shantae, are you... ready?" Rhaenyra paused, looking at how beautiful Shantae looked in her tight-fitting dress with a long shawl wrapped around her.

"My Lady Shantae, you look stunning," Laenor tells her.

"Thank you," Shantae stated.

"My uncle is not going to know what to do with you." Rhaenyra looked her up and down. Joffery made grabby hands toward Shantae as he motioned for her to pick him up.

"It looks like Joffery wants to see you," Rhaenyra said as she passed along Joffery in Shantae's arms.

"You look beautiful, Lady Shantae." Jace and Luce tell her, making her rub their hair softly.

"Well, let's go to the feast," Laenor said as they all walked out of her room. Joffery laid his head on her shoulder as they walked to the throne room, where they would feast and be merry.

Like always, the feast began the same way a witness made his announcement. Shantae had cooed at Joffery, whom he wanted to go to. Since she had to sit with Daemon and his family, he wanted to stay with her as she went to walk to Daemon's table. She sat next to Daemon, who tickled little Joffery's stomach, making him giggle.

"You look beautiful, my lady," Daemon whispered in her ear.

"Thank you, my prince," Shantae whispered back.

"I'm glad you accepted my proposal." Daemon sipped his wine as he waited for his brother to finish.

"Well, I'm going to be here longer than expected, so why not?" Shantae says.

"Viserys and Rhaenyra have told me that we can spend our two moons in Dragonstone for our couple away," Daemon told her. Visitors now announce what Daemon's been waiting for.

"And I would also like to congratulate Prince Daemon and Lady Shantae for their betrothal. I would like to bring our winner and his betrothal upfront." Viserys says making the two stand up.

She gave it to Joffery, who let out a small cry before going into his grandmother's arms. Rhaenys nodded for her to head up as she got him.

The lords watched with envy as the dragon planted the flower crown on top of her head, and he pulled her close before they turned to face the nobles at dinner. Viserys announced the winner and his bride-to-be. To their surprise, as Shantae curtsied, Daemon bowed to them. By showing them his utmost respect, they only get to expect his family. The princes watched with envy as their uncle claimed the one they all wanted.

"He better treat Lady Shantae right, or I'll kill him." Aegon looked as the two were starting to dance to celebrate his win and their betrothal to each other.

"I'll help," Aemond added.

"I'll bring the shovel," Daeron tells them as they clink their drinks together.

"The wolf shall marry the dreamer dragon. Creating a force that will create the song of ice and fire that will lead into the centries." Helaena whispered as she watched the dire wolf pendant on Ser Brandon Stark's faceless attire.

Viserys heard her as she spoke those words before it dawned on him that his daughter was a dreamer. He walked towards her, letting Alicent and the boys notice him. Maegelle and Vaegon watched as he kneeled before his daughter.

"My poor daughter, you have the dragon's dreams, don't you?" Viserys has a small, sad smile.

"The dreams keep me awake at night; I can only sew in the dark as they pass," Helaena whispers to her father, who asks for permission to hug his daughter. How could he not see that his daughter was plagued with dreams? The reason she spoke sometimes was riddles. She granted it, finally hugging her father, who now began to see her.

Daemon looked over Shantae's shoulder as they danced. He stared at Viserys, hugging his daughter.

"Is something wrong with Helaena?" Daemon asked Shantae as she spun her around, moving in undefined movements as they danced.

"He likely just found out that Helaena has dragon dreams. She's a dreamer. " Shantae told him.

"A dreamer, huh?" Daemon was in disbelief, and he felt sorry for her.

"How soon do you want our wedding? " Shantae asked him.

"I want to know more about you. I want to know more about this America; will you tell me?" Daemon replied as he rubbed his hand down her back before finding it on her lower back, where he kept it.

"The faster the better." Shantae snorts as he picks her up, spinning around as he does before putting her down.

What can you tell me about it?" Daemon questioned.

"The year was 2024 when I crossed. Everything after a plague went around in 2020 went downhill. The old man president is just getting old. He has moments, but we call him old man Joe behind his back. We started the election courses between an old man and a criminal. And I was about to get ready for the release of my book series." Shantae started before ending with what she was doing at the time.

"So you were a maester?" Daemon asked.

"You can call it that. It did very well when the first book came out. They were also planning on making a series about it. I don't know if it got green-lighted." Shantae looked sad when she said that. She wondered if Abbgail went ahead and did her installation for the fourth book. Daemon moves her face towards him.

"You miss it?" Daemon asked her as they danced.

"I was going to make a fortune with that series," Shanate states as they move. Daemon hummed before he pulled her close even more. 

"You can become something even more by my side. Our family together, our future children, my children. You will pave the way for our future." Daemon sweet-talked her as he made sure she looked into his eyes. The deepest of browns against the Ameythst jewels. She nodded. She could tell why Rhaenyra in the show and in the books loved her uncle. Sometimes he treated her as his equal. Saera and Ryos were on the sidelines, eating while watching. 

"They're match in heaven." Ryos watched them dance.

"Or a match in seven hells." Saera laughed. Ryos then pointed at the movement between Viserys and Helaena.

"The child is a dreamer; the supposed king that had dragon dreams never knew his daughter was a dreamer." Saera retorted with a scoff. 

Viserys knew that tomorrow at first light they were going to speak about a marriage with Cregan Stark. Tonight, he would let his family have fun. And what a good time they had!

Next Scene: First Light

The following day, Viserys had called all the family in the small council room, as he finally wanted to talk about who was going to marry Cregan Stark. The children were all there too. Shantae sat in her seat next to Daemon, who, after last night, wouldn't let her out of his sight.

"We are all here to see if Helaena, the sweet girl, will marry Cregan." Viserys smiled. Alicent stood up.

"No! No. You will not take her away from me." Alicent yelled as she pulled Helaena closer to her, but Helaena ran to Shantae, who put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"If the child dreamed it, it shall come to pass," Saera says, almost smirking at Alicent, who looked heartbroken by her daughter's rejection.

"Why don't we ask Helaena what she wants to do?" Shanate suggested as they looked at Helaena.

"It's my duty." She bluntly tells them.

"She agreed," Laenor states with a soft smile to the girl.

"Then Vaegon will write the Starks a letter. Princess Helaena agreed to marry Cregan Stark." Viserys tells Vaegon.

"So, when is the wedding for our Prince and Lady Shantae?" Maegelle asked the couple as she and Daemon shared some smiles.

"We have decided on a month. To get some affairs in order before she gets married." Shantae explained this to the family. 

"And is it under the seven or 14?" Ryos questioned.

"Under the Valriyan gods, and under the wierwood tree." Daemon tells them. He wanted to rub it in Blood Raven's face that he got Lady Shantae.

"Splendid! The 14 and the old gods. Connecting under one roof." Saera clapped before she gave Daemon a look. She knew what he was doing. Her brat of a nephew. He doesn't like to share his toys. 

"Then let's plan the wedding." Saera carried on.

"Just family as witness, no one else." Shantae interrupted.

"That's easier said than done, Lady Shantae." Viserys smiled.

Time Skip: One Month Later

The day included two weddings, all surrounded by family, The first one would be infront of the old gods while the second would be in front of a fire pit. Thalia and Daisy helped her get ready as they line her lips with chalk and smushed berries to her lips to redden them. They line her eyes with kohl that was shipped in from Pentos and powders from Yi Ti. She didn't have an house so Thalia , who was from Naath and a runaway princess in her own accord, let her wear her house symbol. A black panther. The black and silver coat covered her white dress as she was helped in to her flatted shoes. She wanted Laenor to present her to daemon. 

Thalia nad Daisy walked out after finishing with an curtsey. Shantae took a breather as she calmed herself of any nervousness before Laenor was announce in her room. 

"Prince Laenor Velaryon, king consort to heiress Rhaenyra."

"Ready for your big day!" Laenor shouted with a big smile.

"Nervous but yes." Shantae smiled at him.

"It's not so bad." Laenor sympathized with her.

"Thanks." Shantae knew what he was trying to do as Laenor sent her a small smile.

"Come let's get you married to your Rogue prince." Laenor says as putting out a arm towards her, making her take it.

"Take deep breathes okay. You got this." Laenor squeezed her hand as they walked flanked by Ser Quarl and Ser Oberyn and Ser Nathan.

The walk all the way to the Weirwood tree, where the Targaryen family waited along with the Velaryons. Vaegon stood with Daemon, who watch the two walked as everyone whispered , how pretty she looked. Her and Daemon stared at each other before she finally stood 5 feet away from him.

"Who comes before the this morn?" Vaegon 's voice ring in the center.

"Shantae, House of Meeks, comes here to wed. A woman grwn, trueborn and noble. She comes to beg the blessing of the old Gods . Who comes to claim her?" Laenor tells him.

"Daemon, of House Targaryen, Rogue prince, dedicated to House Targaryen, Who gives her?" Daemon responds as he stared st his lovely bride.

"Laenor Velryon, Friend of Lady Shantae." Laenor says with a smile  looking at Shantae briefly.

"Lady Shantae, do you take this man?" Vaegon asked as Daemon held an hand ou to her.

" I take this man." Shantae said as she put her hand in his as he pulled her up to stand on the roots. Once they finished, They  walked to meet with the maids to take them to get change for their next wedding. A Raven watched with gleeful eyes at the steps of his warrior. The other warriors died to quickly or didn't changed a thing. The gods just let them do their own thing, instead of guiding them, as they go. 

Shantae was an listener. She listen to his advices before doing things her own way. The raven follow them until they was marrying in front of Baleriopn's skull. They follow the Valyrian marriages as they cut each lips and drink from the chalice before they kissed each other with a passion that had everyone's jaw dropping. His fingers wrap arond her neck as they kissed Her arms around him before they pulled back to face the Targaryen family, raising their arms as they clapped for them before they walked down the stone way to go to the dragonpit, where Caraxes was waiting for them. Whistling as he saw his bonded and his mate.

"Raxes!" Shantae greeted as he rubbed his head against her pats. Daemon watched with a loving look before walkingh over to see his old friend. He help her on Caraxes as he lead him out the dragon pit as the family waved. He sent his children to stay with Rhaenys and Corlys as he was away. On the last month his children will come see them the last month. Caraxes flew in to the air with a loud roar as the two went to enjoy their honey moon while a ship with their stuff followed them. 

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A/N: This is the chapter before the year time skip. Next is the timeskip and the birth of the first children between the pair. Larys will be name dropping and Alicent and Rhaenyra will be talking.  Helaena meeting Cregan or I'll probaly make it another chapter. Have the dragons go to them. I hope you like the chapter! Comment, Vote or Share

-Otakiaski98