Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark
for Answer The Call, a WWI AU RPG
It all makes sense, now. Rhaegar’s first love ended up being his first folly, and the way their lives played out since then had been what hewed away, what chiseled away at him. That was the foundation upon which he - her beautiful, cold, hard, broken marble statue - was shaped.
- Ygritte Lécuyer, on Rhaegar
ooc: I don’t think you guys understand how excited I am to post the Rhaegar and Ygritte stuff we have; it’s the most amazing and unexpected friendship I have ever written in my life (with someone as amazing as Emma, no less). :D
ooc; i need to be home and not at work so i can properly comment on all the amazing things that i’m seeing from my phone.
This may place a damper on your excitement to see me once again, but the young woman that you might remember no longer exists. Circumstances have changed me as I am sure they have changed you. I have yet to meet a man who wishes to marry someone as “heartless and emotionally distant” as I am.
It matters little because none of them live up to expectations that I have
because of you. Thankfully I have found this out before hand because I would hate for you to see the reaction on my face upon finding out that you are married and have children… Whereas our child will mean nothing to you.
I have nothing planned for Monday and Regant’s Park is wonderful this time of year if I remember correctly.
Sadly I fear you may grow bored of me because I still crave your presence to this day.
Truely, I look forward to hearing from and seeing you again.
An old friend,
Accepting the apology was the least that I could do considering all that we have been through.
Though it may surprise you it does not surprise me. I tend to keep to myself these days, but meeting up with an old friend
sounds wonderful delightful would be nice. Since I am sure you are a busy man I will let you arrange the meeting place and time for I would hate to interrupt anything important you have planned while in London.
It is no surprise that I am unmarried. Though I am certain a man such as yourself married long ago and have many children to reflect the happiness you have. If that is the case then belated congratulations on the happy family
that you should have had with me.
An old friend,
Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen
I don’t have a heart, everyone knows that.
How long had she been looking at the unopened envelope before finally reading it? It didn’t matter. Eighteen years had past since she last heard from him and she wanted to toss the letter into a fire, but the part that longed for him won the battle and she finally read it. She read the letter over and over again, her fingers stained with the ink and parts of it smudged from her tears.
Finally setting the letter aside she felt that it was time to reply and hopefully not make a fool of herself by letting her anger and the bitterness in her heart get the best of her.
How dare you contact me after all these years.
Do forgive me for the lateness of this reply, I have been in London when the letter was sent to Winter Hall and just received it upon my family coming to town.
It would be a lie if I said it was not a surprise to hear from you since you are the last person on this earth that I ever expected to hear from again.
I thought you had forgotten about me.
It seems a bit late for an apology, but I will accept it
for the sake of what we once had.
Is this your way of saying that you never wanted a life with me? That it was a lie to will me into taking a lover outside of marriage and having your child? After everything we went through you felt the need to leave without a word and act as though you fell off the face of the earth? Did I not mean more to you?
Had I known life for you in London was intolerable I would have — it matters not since it is in the past, but I am pleased to know that you were able to find solace in Berlin.
There is nothing to forgive. You did what was best for you and I cannot hold a grudge for wanting a better life.
P.S. Hopefully this signature will answer any questions you have about me marrying.
[ AN AU WWI SOIAF ROLEPLAY. ]
She lost track of how many days she stood there barefooted waiting for him to return. Hand caressing the ever growing swell of her stomach.
He promised me a life together, she reminded herself and held onto those words because her life depended on them. It wasn’t long before those days turned into months and those months into years. Lyanna still held onto those words, but her refusal to let them go came with a price.
With each passing year a new layer of ice was added to her heart and it wasn’t long before no man wanted to be with a woman so cold and distant. It didn’t matter to her because no man could ever live up to the expectations that he planted in her cold little heart.
[AN AU WWI SOIAF ROLEPLAY.]
This life’s made you cruel.
You fought it once, desperately clinging to what little innocence you had left.
You know better now.
Part of you wants to run again, to hide from your problems, leaving behind the ever-looming threat of isolation. You’re never alone, Rhaegar, and yet, you’ve never felt so on your own. You want to run… but you can’t. No, you’re too good for that. Honourable men don’t run.
How deep does your honour truly lie?
You’ve lied, you’ve stolen, and, deep down, you know you’ve cheated in life, taken the easy way out at every opportunity.
You weren’t the only one affected by your mother’s death. Viserys needed you. Daenerys needed you.
She loved you—would have seen you through all the bad nights, the drunken outbursts. She’d have held your hand, eased your pain as best she could. You loved her.
You managed to start your life anew. You have Elia now, and the children. They replaced the comforts you lost, and yet, you never truly commit. You love them, truly, you do, but they’re not your family, not really. You’re living someone else’s life, you’ve married his wife, and you’ve sired his children.
You should have stayed.
You’d have a wolf maid for a bride, and sons with her eyes.
You love your wife, your children, but they’re not yours. They never have been. You chose the wrong life.
Things’ll be difficult for you now.
You’re a mess, Rhaegar—and you can’t be fixed.