"𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞"
What if Daenerys Targaryen had a twin, and this twin was taken to Winterfell. The wildest of the Targaryens was raised in the north in secret. A dragon raised among wolves, trying to survive the game of th...
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Rhaella Targaryen was in the steps that led to Stone Drum, she watched as the snow fell over the rocks and melted away when they touched the sea. The girl heard steps behind her but she did not bother to turn around, whoever it was she was sure she would not come to any harm. Soon she felt a large hand around her waist and the musky and salty smell told the girl this was no other than Theon Greyjoy.
Theon wrapped his arms around Rhaella's waist, hugging her from behind, and giving her a kiss on her cheek. "Winter is really here, isn't it?" Theon asked, watching the snow with the Targaryen girl.
"When do you leave?" Rhaella asked, still looking at the sea.
"How do you...," the Greyjoy boy started asking, but he stopped when Rhaella turned her head around and gave him a knowing look. "Never mind. I'm going to talk to the crew right now, and if they agree we should leave right away," with that Rhaella turned around to face Theon, who still had his arms wrapped around her waist.
"You will come back to me," Rhaella looked into Theon's dark eyes.
Theon raised his gloved hands, one on each side of the princess face, touching her cheeks. "I will always come back to you," he brought his face down so their noses were touching, and he was looking straight into the girl's violet eyes. Theon was always too manly to even think he had a favorite color, but in this moment he admitted to himself, and he could shout to the whole world, that this shade of violet was the only color he ever loved. "Besides I still have to build you that garden," he said, making Rhaella laugh.
"Yes, I still want my garden," the princess whispered, and Theon pulled her into a kiss. This was not the first time the two shared a kiss, but it was as if the world had stopped around the princess, all she could focus on was Theon's warm lips on hers and his gloved hands on her cheek. The kiss was slow but long, as if the two lovers did not want to let go of each other, but after several minutes the two pulled away, both were out of breath, and Theon smiled at how red and plump Rhaella's lips looked. "You have to go," Rhaella whispered once again, making Theon nod and give her one last kiss.
"And you have a city to take," he said and Rhaella looked at him confused, "it's been three days already and Cersei's armies are not moving," he said as if it was obvious. Theon Greyjoy pulled away and gave her a smile, and then started walking down the steps that led him to the beach, but just before Rhaella herself started walking towards Stone Drum, the man turned around to face her. "I love you," he blurted out and he watched as Rhaella's face softened and a smile appeared in her face.
"I love you Theon Greyjoy," she smiled at him, before turning around and walking to the castle. Rhaella had a larger smile on her face, not even the dark walls and corridors of Dragonstone could bring her mood down. Rhaella walked towards her sister's chambers, they needed to discuss what would happen if Cersei did not keep her word, but as soon as she turned into the hallway that led to her sister's chambers she saw Jon Snow walking out of the chambers, making her smile bigger than it already was.
