Alayna Tyrell: A Narrative Fiction

Prince Oberyn spoke up from behind him, his voice filled with anger. “A sister for a sister, I guess we are even now my

Dracora shot him a glare. "I can handle it, thank you. Now, who is waiting for me in the throne room?"

“We are, m’dear, but I had cargo to pick up here… this is how I make a living Allie. Besides, I thought you would be happy to see your cousin Eli.”

"So, you're the new guy. I heard your father was a knight too." the knight said, trying to spark up conversation.

It’s long lean body cut through the surface like a knife cut through butter. Twin masts carried sails colored in the reds and oranges of House Martell as the cloth billowed in the wind. A briny spray that stung her eyes and tangled her hair as it fell from her braid. Unlike her companions, Alayna thrived in this environment almost as much as she thrived in the Reach. Just as the Reach was part of her and she was part of the Reach. Her heart sang for the sea and the sea called for her. As she was part Tyrell, she was part Redwyne. Two halves of one soul. Two different people coinciding within the same body. In her youth, she had accompanied her mother to the Arbor countless times. Sailing had become an important part of her childhood and taught her many lessons life on land could

On the other hand, Domeric Snow, bastard of Roose Bolton and Miller's wife, has a tendency of OTL Domeric Bolton. He is terrified of Ramsay, hearing rumors of him, so he never meets him. His sweet nature heals his mother's mental wound, and he becomes a wandering bard, charms many maidens of the North. He is a regular visitor to Winterfell, Eddard often invites him upon Sansa's urging. Jon Snow might be influenced by Domeric, he is a living example that a bastard can do whatever he likes as long as he follows the law.

Dillan and Rory stepped aside as both Una and Faye rushed Audra. It felt like the old days when they were young and more carefree, when they’d spent long hours reading, riding, and frolicking around the castle gardens. Audra found herself missing Travana, for she had been a beloved part of the group of four friends, but Audra still relished this moment of reunification.

His lip stuck out a bit and he looked so adorable, but there was still a hint of rage. Castiel sighed. ‘I feel sorry for the guy. He was going to have a massive hangover tomorrow.’

This man is Eddard “Ned” Stark, the head of the Stark family and Lord of Winterfell. He is one of the main characters in the book Game of Thrones: A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin. Eddard Stark is an interesting character to be compared with Daenerys “Dany” Targaryen. She is the youngest surviving child of King Aerys Targaryen.

“Kenna,” Lydee scorned. “You have got to get your head out The Furies and be present. Bear Nathem and his sons are no easy match for any woman, let alone one that was not raised under the weight of her crown.” This only half-true, but there was no need to elaborate as to why. “You need to thaw, girl,” Lydee declared this as if she was committing treason against her heart.

Lauren gave him a stern look; knowing not to question his Princess, muttered “Yes, Your Highness” before storming away.

t was awkward. Not only was Rosalie's mouth agape, but Edward and Emmett were vampire whispering. I couldn't understand their words, but the movement of their lips was still quite visible.

"Hmm..." Oberyn tilted his head back, looking up to the sky for a moment. "In the hopes that I will have a family here, I will give you the entire truth," he said, hesitation written all over his face. "I was born Oberyn Nymeros Martell of Sunspear, Prince of Dorne. When I was nine years old, the Lannisters invaded and Sunspear was decimated along with the majority of Dorne. I was among the few survivors, only because I took refuge in a pen full of vipers after the deaths of my older brother and sister." He let that

“Lady Alayna looks as lovely as ever.” The dragon prince commented as they resumed their journey.

A month after the treaty between Hale and Argent was signed, she assigned Derek to work with the guard. Her son quickly learned the ropes and became one of Lycon’s finest knights, with her youngest daughter not far behind him. She knew whomever married either would have to be lenient with them and allow them to fight. Talia knew the pain one could experience when either did not practice with the soldiers at least once a day. But she was sure she could find someone for one of them.