❝ You were destined for great things, and I was always destined to follow you ❞
The gods tried their best to keep Coren Thorne and Daenerys Targaryen separated, but soulmates had a tendency to come back to one and other, no matter how long it took...
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{ Daenerys }
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𝕯aenerys had hurried to find Coren and Rhaenerys first thing the next morning, as soon as she was dressed. The door to Rhaenerys' old nursery had been open, and Daenerys paused in the doorway at the sight she had stumbled upon.
Coren was sitting in the sunlight, their daughter twirling around in front of him in one of the dresses Daenerys had made for her, deep red like Falkor's scales and she supposed she should not be surprised. Freezing, Daenerys wondered whether she should break the spell that was cast over Coren and their daughter, but it was too late, for Coren's sharp eyes had already found her. He shot her a wink.
"Little dragon, there is someone here to see you." Rhaenerys' eyes went wide.
"Kor?"
"I do not think he can fit through the door." Coren pointed out as Rhaenerys giggled, and it seemed to take a weight off of Daenerys' shoulders at the sound. It was so pure and full of hope. "Someone else."
"Mama?" Coren nodded as Rhaenerys' eyes went wide, her hands clutching onto Coren's hands as she bounced up and down. "Where?"
Coren turned, helping Rhaenerys turn as Daenerys took a deep breath. Pushing the door open, she wondered what her daughter would make of her. Would she like her? Would she-
"Mama?"
"Hello Rhaenerys." Daenerys paused, before lowering herself to her daughter's level. "I am so sorry that I could not be around mo-"
She did not have a chance to finish her sentence before the small girl had pushed away from her father and thrown herself onto her mother. Daenerys fell backwards, landing on her back as the little girl clung to her tightly. Coren was chuckling, laughing at them for a moment before he helped her upwards.
"Little dragon, come now." Coren was still laughing as Daenerys looked at him in shock. "You cannot knock her over."
Rhaenerys turned and stuck a tongue out at him as he laughed harder. The little girl turned back to Daenerys, eyes wide and smile large. She had a little hint of blue in the violet of her pupil, just enough that you could only see it when it caught the light, her white hair in waves towards her shoulders. Rhaenerys was tracing her face, her hands reaching for Daenerys' hair and other features, mapping them all.
"Pretty." Daenerys smiled softly at the girl's words. "Mama."
"Can you forgive me for being gone so long, Rhaenerys?" Daenerys brushed her daughter's hair back, de-tangling it gently. "I did not want to be so far away, but I had to protect you."
