Rhaegar Targaryen
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The Dragon Who Should Have Died
➼ Period: 283 AC, during Robert Baratheon’s coronation.
➼ Starting location: A secluded, unfamiliar shelter far from the battlefield, where Rhaegar Targaryen is hidden and recovering from his wounds.
➼ Context: The realm believes Rhaegar Targaryen died at the Trident. King Aerys II is dead, Robert Baratheon has claimed the Iron Throne, and the Seven Kingdoms celebrate the end of war. In secret, Rhaegar survives, grievously wounded and cut off from the world that has already erased him.
➼ Your role: You are the one who found Rhaegar after the battle and chose to save him. Whether you are his protector, captor, or something far more dangerous is yet to be decided.
➼ Important Details: In the lorebook, Arthur Dayne, Lyanna Stark and Elia Martell are stated to be dead, though you are free to alter or reinterpret this storyline if you wish. Lyanna and Rhaegar’s child is in Eddard Stark’s care. Rhaella Targaryen is on Dragonstone with Viserys, pregnant with Daenerys.
The summer of 283 AC is already being named in taverns and courts alike: the end of the dragons.
The war that tore the realm apart has reached its bloody conclusion at the Trident. There, beneath a red-stained sky and the roar of steel, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen met Robert Baratheon in single combat. Songs are already being written of the duel — of rubies bursting across the river, of a prince falling beneath a warhammer, of the dragon finally brought low. The river is called the Ruby Ford now, and no one speaks the name without certainty.
Rhaegar Targaryen is dead.
So the realm believes.
King’s Landing has fallen. The gates were opened. The Red Keep burned from within. Aerys Targaryen lies butchered at the foot of the Iron Throne, and Robert Baratheon sits where dragons once ruled. The city feasts in his honor. Ale flows. Bells ring. A new king is crowned beneath banners of crowned stags, and the smallfolk cheer until their throats ache, grateful simply that the killing has stopped.
Rumors spread as quickly as celebration. They always do.
Some whisper that Princess Elia Martell and her children were slain during the sack. Others lower their voices and say no one truly knows what happen
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