Lady Visenya Targaryen

Name: Lady Visenya Targaryen

Status: Lady of Whitesand, widow of Maekar I Targaryen, rightful (and unfortunately deceased) king of Westeros, more recently widow of Prince Quentyn Martell

Age: 33, b. 64 AL

Dragon: Silverwing

Weapon: Dagger

Character Skills:

-Expert: Charm
-Expert: Dragon Handling
-Noteworthy: High Valyrian
-Noteworthy: Medicine
-Apprentice: Persuasion
-Apprentice: Small Blades
-Novice: Court Intrigue
-Beginner: Drinking
-Beginner: Seduction

Appearance: Though the daughter of a Targaryen Prince and a Dornish noblewoman, Visenya always looked more Targaryen than Dornish aside from slightly tilted eyes and a tendency to tan. Living now under the constant Dornish sun, her skin is a lovely golden color, which contrasts beautifully with her fair hair. She dresses her silvery blond hair with all the gems she lacked as a teenager; for everyday at least a simple double strand of pearls and for court events as many diamonds and rubies as she can find. She has also adopted the use of kohl around her eyes, which are the traditional Targaryen violet, though a rather darker shade than most. She is 5'3" and voluptuous, having maintained her figure through the birth of three children while still in her teens, partially through the famous Dornish diet: wine, olives, hummus, and more wine.

Personality: Visenya had experienced great suffering in her life, most of which occurred before she was even twenty years old, but these experiences were like a kiln through which Visenya had to pass to reach her full potential. She began as a naive child who craved love and acceptance and grew into a worldly woman who knew what she wanted and would stop at nothing to take it. Her only regrets are that she did not take charge of her life and her circumstances sooner.

Background: Visenya was raised as the daughter of a Targaryen lordlng should be raised; with pomp and circumstance. The second child and eldest daughter born to Aenar, the disinherited son of Jahaerys, and his exotic Dornish wife Jeyne Yronwood, she was brought up on silks and honeycakes and a healthy dose of stories of the great southern desert. She always knew that her father was a Prince, and that she and her siblings were rightly titled Prince and Princesses. Like her siblings and most of the young Targaryens, Visenya received a dragon egg when she was barely a toddler, a lovely egg that looked like a great violet gem. Perhaps it was a dud, or perhaps Visenya's blood just didn't sing to the creature inside strongly enough, but the egg never hatched. Disappointed and dragonless, Visenya found a hobby in the old epic poems of Ancient Valyria. While her siblings played with pointy iron things, she learned the nuances and subtleties of court life from a very young age.

Finally, at the age of nine, having more knowledge of Old Valyria than common sense, Visenya encountered the great wild Silverwing, who had once been the dragon of her great-aunt Alysanne before her tragic and untimely end. On Dragonstone, she had wandered off to skip stones and been threatened by a young dragon who thought Visenya would make a delightful dessert for the sea lion it had just taken down. Her screams summoned Silverwing, who burned the other to a crisp and folded Visenya inside one of her magnificent wings which had given her the name. Perhaps the dragon was reminded of Alysanne, or perhaps she simply felt her blood singing, but either way, Visenya at last had a dragon, and she was beautiful and fast and of a great size. She was frightened at first, but they quickly grew used to eachother. When the family returned from Dragonstone, Visenya soared proudly back into King's Landing for the first time.

Not four years later, she followed her father to Dorne. Rhaegar was busy squiring for their Uncle Baelor, and Elseyris was not yet twelve, but newly-flowered Visenya was allowed to accompany him as a sort of nameday present to her mother's father's stronghold in the Dornish mountains: Yronwood. Little did she know but the trip was not for her pleasure at all, though she devoured oranges and ices aplenty, but for her father and grandfather to plot. She was not there the feast on delicacies or to suntan or to see the sights but to be shown off to potential allies as a possible wife. The oldest daughter of King Aenar would be a prize, and would secure much-needed allies. But these plans were not to come to pass.

Mere months after that came her father's catastrophic folly that would change the course of the family's history forever. Visenya and her siblings watched their father die, conscious all the time that their deaths could quickly follow by Maegor's slippery henchman Trajan Waters who stood at their backs. She vowed then to get revenge however she could and to maybe one day wear the crown her father could not claim for himself. Still, her great charm and tact kept her afloat and caused many to see her as an object of pity rather than scorn. Visenya was also fortunate to grow up quite lovely, another weapon against her accusers.

She fell in love with her cousin, the Crown Prince Aegon, though even she herself is uncertain if it was truly him or his position as heir that she loved. Unfortunately, the two were not destined to be together, as he was seduced by and fell in love with her younger sister Elseyris while the two were at the Battle of Oldtown. When he returned to King's Landing, she felt horribly betrayed and vowed to get her revenge. Without Aegon on her side, Visenya sought other methods of advancement. She befriended the foreign witch Kesi Mandisa, the Master of Coin Lord Addam Reyne, the gallant Ser Jaime Westerling, and the young bastard protege of Princess Laena, Taena Storm. Not even all her important friends would be able to help her.

Not long after the combatants had returned from the Battle of Oldtown, another man caught Visenya's eye: the black-cloaked Inquisitor Maekar Waters. Although the eldest bastard son of Maegor II had been severely injured, losing both a hand and an eye in the fighting, he managed to seduce the emotionally wounded and insecure Visenya when he escorted her out one evening on dragonback. Confusing lust and love and against her mother's warnings, Visenya fell in love, meeting the bastard often to engage in illicit liaisons. Not long after their affair began, Maegor II decreed that the three traitorspawn would be forced to marry, all to his various bastards; Rhaegar to Vira Dragonseed, Elseyris to Trajan Waters, and Visenya to Maekar Waters. She was beside herself with glee that she would at last be united with a man she loved. Again, this was not to be the case. The two were wed, and became Lord and Lady Dracaryn of Darkheart Keep (formerly belonging to the Toynes, but granted to Maekar by the King for his good conduct in Oldtown). There was a third in the marriage, however: Vira Dragonseed. Visenya uneasily agreed to share her husband and the three began to plot to take the throne.

Meanwhile, a stranger from Braavos offered escape to the traitorspawn and their mother. Jeyne Yronwood accepted readily, as did Rhaegar. The two of them were able to flee to Dorne. Elsey was forced to stay and suffer under her husband Trajan. Visenya chose to stay out of love for Maekar. Shortly after this, everything fell apart. Maegor II was murdered, Trajan attainted, and Elsey fled. In the resulting vaccuum of power, Maekar challenged the widowed Queen Rhaella and defeated her. He claimed the crown that Maegor II had promised him and Visenya ascended to be Queen at his side, as she had always wanted and as was her right. She soon learned that she was pregnant with his child, and with Vira away on the King's business, she felt she could finally enjoy happiness.

Even that was not to be, because, on a mission to treat with her grandfather, Lord Yronwood, with Lord Borros Baratheon leading a ground force to accept Princess Daenya as a hostage, Visenya witnessed the murder of her grandfather at the hands of the cruel Black Stag. Daenya challenged Visenya's captive brother, Rhaegar, to a duel and Visenya quickly stopped it. Baratheon defied her, and later, after Visenya flew back to the city, he allowed the Princess murdered Rhaegar in cold blood. Distraught over the treatment of her grandfather's corpse, Visenya vowed to get her revenge on Lord Baratheon. This would not happen for many years.

Not-so-safely back in King's Landing, word came that very soon Aegon and Rhaena, Maegor II's trueborn children and so-called rightful King and Queen of Westeros had landed at Dragonstone and were making plans to descend upon King's Landing. Maekar left Visenya and their unborn child alone in the city, but only for a day or two, or so he had promised. Four days passed and fear grew and grew in Visenya's heart. On the fourth day, Baratheon came to the city. Visenya accused Daenya of murdering Rhaegar, then had the princess murdered. She next spoke to Prince Quentyn Martell and planned to flee with him to Dorne, where she would attempt to heal the rift between the houses of Targaryen and Martell. Before they could leave, however, Baratheon forced his way into her rooms and brutally raped her. Frightened for her life and that of her unborn child, Visenya hastened out of the city. Luckily, Silverwing accepted the Dornishman and they were able to go safely.

For weeks, Visenya knew nothing as she entered negotiations with Princess Sarella. She was sure that Maekar had died, but hoped against hope that he had not. Then, news began to come to her. Everyone she had known was dead. Her beloved Maekar, the prince Aegon, her sister Elseyris, the Kingsguard Snow, her aunt Arenya, the ever loyal Jon Gaunt, even the malevolent Trajan... Visenya wept bitter tears as more and more came to her concerning the cruel beginnings of the reign of Queen Rhaena.

With her position in jeopardy, Visenya threw herself on the mercy of the Martells. It was decided that as soon as she gave birth, she would marry Quentyn. She gave birth to (babygirl) in the middle of the year, giving her the title Maekarion in honor of her poor murdered husband. She and Quentyn were quickly wed, as promised. Though she felt no love for him, they quickly developed a strong partnership and began work on a castle a few days north of Sunspear along the coast. This castle, with high white walls and surrounded by the smell of the sea, was called Whitesand and was Sarella's wedding gift to the couple (though she was never fond of Visenya or Silverwing and mostly wanted the dragon outside of the city). It was in that castle that Visenya spent many happy days and gave Quentyn two sons, Morys and Aenar.

When the Stormlanders began their attacks in the mountain passes of Dorne, Visenya was infuriated but not wholly surprised. She and Silverwing took to the air, scoring decisive victories but ultimately failing to save Wyl and Yronwood. She was inconsolable for days when she learned that Borros Baratheon had made good on his threats to rape her mother. She knew that the innocent and unlucky Jeyne Yronwood had not died an easy death. Not a full year later, Baratheon perished in Silverwing's flames. Visenya's only regret was that she had not burned him on the day he murdered her grandfather.

Though Wyl and Yronwood were lost to the Dornish, Visenya was finally able to settle down again with her husband and her children in their white castle by the sea. Of course that was when plague swept through the countryside. Quentyn fell ill, and Aenar. In Sunspear, the plague hit just as hard. Many were lost, among them the Princess Myriah, the two young granddaughters of Princess Sarella, and Visenya's six-year-old son, Aenar. Though Quentyn survived, he never was the same. When he finally passed less than a year later, it was somewhat of a relief. With so much sadness concentrated in Whitesand, Visenya took (babygirl) and Morys to Sunspear, where they began to live at court. In their grief, Visenya and Trystane grew close, comforting eachother in their losses. It was not too long before they became lovers, much to Sarella's consternation. She gave him a child, Elia Sand. The only obstacle to their marriage (and Visenya reaching the highest position in the region) is Sarella herself.

The Sigil of the Martells of Whitesand: