𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗢𝗳 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆

TRIGER WARNING‼️‼️ ⛔️ ⚠️

Lannisport, 276-283

Arya Stark was a woman of many talents. The she wolf was married to Jaehaerys Velaryon. Arya Stark was beautiful even more beautiful than the Northern and Southern ladies. Rhaegar, was good friends with her husband, his uncle Jaehaerys could attest to that. The first time he saw her was during the tourney of Lannisport in honor of his little brother, prince Viserys.

Arya sat in the Stark seats near her husbands seats as well, she watched her nephews and cousins compete for the crown but lost, they were still young. She watched Oberyn Martell go against Arthur Dayne. The two old friends. Rhaegar went against Ser Barristan but lost. The old King's Guard gave the crown to her. He had known her since she was young as he had known her mother. The younger sister to Lord Rickard Stark.

Rhaegar Targaryen didn't see her until five years later. By then, he was married to princess Elia Martell, and she was still married to his uncle, Jaehaerys Velaryon. Arya Stark gave Jaehaerys many sons and daughters. Corlys her first born son born in the year 274. Jacaerys was born a year after his brother. Lyarra after her good sister was born in the year 278. And Alarra who had been born in 279. Lucerys and Alyssa were born three months prior. Harrenhal was something her husband had been looking forward to but she had a bad feeling about it. Elia Martell had also given birth to a son and that same year. Aegon. A beautiful babe with a white haired babe.

The tourney was like any other but Arya knew the truth about it and about who wanted the tourney to happen. As the end of the tourney became evident, everyone was ready to bid their goodbyes, Lyanna would be returning to Driftmark with her aunt, wanting to explore the beautiful land at least once before being married off. Lyanna was like Arya when she was young, wild and unwilling to marry but the youngest Stark lady learned to compromise which got her to marry for love. Thankfully.

"Aunt Arya, did you love uncle Jaehaerys before you two got married?" Lyanna asked with a giddy smile. Jaehaerys who sat beside them during the feast smiled widely. "Not at first. I hated the idea of marrying him. Or any lord for that matter. But, Jaehaerys didn't want me to be unhappy with him. I asked your father for permission to spend some time in Driftmark so we could get to know each other. I was ten and twelve when it happened. I spent a year with Jaehaerys who was ten and six" Lyanna made a face of disgust which made the couple smiled. "I married him when I was ten and three. A bit young but that is the way of things here" she told her. "You may not want to get marry, Lyanna and that is understandable. But, if you learn to compromise with your lord husband things will work out right. But, trust me, it's not as bad. I know your father found you a good match" Lyanna trusted her aunt. When her mother died, Arya had been there to take care of her.

"Robert Baratheon. That's who father choose" she replied. "He is a good man, little Lya. He will do right by you" Jaehaerys stated. He had known the boy for the longest time. Rhaegar Targaryen had never been introduced to her properly. He had met her briefly the day of her wedding since his whole family had been there. He was older than her by one year. She was now twenty one. He was twenty two. Rhaegar eyed her from afar. "You must keep your eyes on your own wife, my prince" Arthur said from behind him. "I am" he replied but his eyes never left her. "She's happy. She makes him happy as he does her" Arthur felt that Rhaegar was in love with a woman he barely spoke too.

Rhaenys Targaryen was a beautiful Dornish child, with her brown hair and beautiful hazel color eyes. "Princess" Arya says as he encounters Elia and her children. Baby Aegon was only two moons old. "Princess Arya" Elia returned the curtsy. "Please, call me Arya. I am no royal woman" Arya says. Elia smiles. "You must call me Elia then" the two women sat together and drank tea as they watched Arya's children play with the others. Rhaegar was finally gonna meet her, properly this time. "Lady wife" Rhaegar said. "Lady aunt" he said as he kissed her hand. "My prince" she greets with a smile. "I hope I am not interrupted anything?" he asks and she shakes her head no. "Of course, not. Elia and I were talking about our children and possible betrothals to them" she replied. "I hear you have a youngest daughter and son, perhaps Jacaerys and Alyssa could marry Rhaenys and Aegon" she nodded. "I think my husband would agree" she replied. Rhaegar liked her happy smile. She was lovely and genuine. "I'll leave you ladies to it, then" he kissed Elia on the cheek and kissed Arya's hand.

Finally, the day of the last tourney had arrived. Rhaegar was going against Ser Barrsitan, but unlike last time, Rhaegar won this time. Everyone cheered for their beloved prince. Lyanna Stark will forever remember that day. The moment when all the smiles died, when Prince Rhaegar Targaryen urged his horse past his own wife, the Dornish princess Elia Martell, to lay the queen of beauty's laurel in Arya's lap. She could see it still: a crown of winter roses, blue as frost. The crowd had gone completely silent. No one knew what to do or say. "I name you, princess Arya as my queen of love and beauty" Arya's reaction was to take the crown but she did not put it on.

Arya grabbed her children and left. Everyone watched her go. Jaehaerys was held back by Robert Baratheon and his cousin, both trying to stop their cousin from doing something he might regret. Jaehaerys too left the tourney and headed to find his wife. The nursemaids were watching their children but Arya Stark was nowhere to be seen. By the end of the night everyone had heard, Rhaegar Targaryen had abducted Arya Stark. That was the match that started the fire and the turn of events that nearly ended the Targaryen Dynasty.

It had been nearly two years since Harrenhal. Rhaegar Targaryen forced a marriage between Arya Stark and himself. She hated him for it. He loved her and she couldn't find a reason to why. Why would he love a stranger? They had exchanged a few words nothing more. But apparently that had been enough for him. Near 281 Arya gave birth to two sons, Daemon and Daeron. And now, she laid in her death bed. Visenya and Rhaneyra had been welcomed into the world. Both girls healthy.

Jaehaerys Velaryon and Rhaegar Targaryen met in the middle of battle. The Trident. Both had been injured badly but the two survived. As Rickard Stark made it to the tower, his sister laid in bed. Living her last moments. "Rick is that you?" she asked quietly. He nodded as he reached for her and held her hands. "I'm scared, big brother" she whispered. "I'm scared" she repeated. He held her hand. "I know. You're gonna be okay. Okay?" Arya stark knew she wouldn't be okay. She knew the stranger was calling her name.

Arya Stark was young, only twenty and three. And ten children. Her last children were the cause of her death. "Promise me, brother" he waited for her. "Promise me that my children will be safe and that there will be no bloodshed over me" she said in tears. "Arya, this cannot go unpunished. What he did-" she stopped her brother. "I want this to stop, brother please. I want peace for my children, please?" he nodded. "Please, bring them" she told the nurse maids. "Daemon, Daeron, Visenya and Rhaenyra" she said. "They're all him, Rickard. And I don't care. They're my children. Will you- will-" she coughed. "Will you tell them that I love them, very much. And that I'll always watch over them. No matter what?" he nodded.

The room smelt like roses and blood. Death lingered around the room. They all felt it. "Tell Jaehaerys that I love him. So much. And tell my children that their mother loves them very much. I'm always gonna love them. And that I'm proud of them" he nodded. She gasped for air for a few seconds until she stopped. Arya Stark was no more. Rickard wanted to keep the boys and girls to himself but he knew Rhaegar nor his family would ever allow it. As he promised, Rickard sent his children to speak with Jaehaerys about Arya's request. The Targaryen children were a blessing to house Targaryen. Truly, Daemon was named the heir to the Iron Throne, the future king of the Seven kingdoms. Princess Rhaneyra would be his future wife. Jaehaerys was angry but he wanted to honor his wife's wishes of peace. He never set a foot on King's Landing after the whole ordeal.

 Arya Stark children grew up honoring their mother. All of them. It was said, Arya Stark raised her children with kindness and love. The youngest, despite never meeting their mother knew she would want them to be better than their family line, both Stark and Targaryen. The Targaryen children knew about her and how she died. They swore to make their father pay for what he did to her, and only time would tell if they would.

Arya Stark was forever known as "THE QUEEN OF LOVE AND BEAUTY" and "THE QUEEN OF PEACE" if it weren't for her, Jaehaerys' rebellion would've ended thousands of lives. The beautiful memory of Arya Stark's lives in everyone's heart, always known as The Queen Of Love And Beauty.

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