𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺,
𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍
" Wed her to me. "
" What? "
" When I offered up my crown, you said I could have anything. I want Daenera. I want to love her the way she loves me - the way we've alw...
FOR I AM HERS, AND SHE IS MINE, WITH THE LAVENDER IN HER EYES SHE IS ALL MINE.
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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON.
THE KING VISERYS TARGARYEN only prayed for a male heir. In the year 97 AC, the daughter's of the king himself were born — together in unison. Throughout the two twins years, Viserys did nothing but love the girl's as they should be — but nonetheless, envy them for being women. Rhaenyra was the youngest twin — being born only a few passed minutes after her sister. Rhaenyra was a gentle soul, with a ridged mind. She was able to get out of slippery situations, thankfully. Her temperament was only fierce when needs be. With her best of friend by her side, Alicent Hightower — Rhaenyra was the perfect princess of Westeros.
THE YOUNG PRINCESS was nothing like her twin — Daenera Targaryen, the Realm's Dragon, many would call her. Daenera was alike the creatures in many ways. An unpredictable one, she was. But loved by many. Though she had not joined in on a battlefield fight, her combat was pristine. Daenera was anything but a proper princess. Her attitude was snarky — her manners being just as poor as a yearling dragon. A true Targaryen — her uncle would call her.
DAENERA HERSELF was only the age of a child, when she had participated in her first kill. Though being a princess — her secrets were kept well. Daenera was a smart girl. She knew her ways around the whispers and rumours — even though some of those words were true. She'd only fib — denying any possible thing that could put a dent in her reputation.
DAENERA'S PRIDE IN LIFE was her family. She wanted nothing more than to keep them all safe, including risking her life for the bunch of them. Daenera vowed her life to them, she did. She cared more for her sister and mother than any walking person. Whoever disturbed them — would be dealing with the unruly fate of her blade.
IT WAS THE YEAR 105 AC when Daenera's uncle; Daemon Targaryen, made an appearance back to the Red Keep. For not seeing him in such a leap of time — surprise was her only emotion. Daemon and Daenera were similar, which is why they were such a close duo. Daenera was fond of her uncle — as he was too. The two found comfort in one another. For as long as Daenera had known Daemon, he was nothing but a spark in her heart. She cared dearly for the man, as he did for her.
AEMMA TARGARYEN was pregnant with a babe. A boy — King Viserys promised. Out of a spiteful, drunken idea; Daenera made the goal to leave the Red's Keep for good. She wanted no part in a royal name. But only if it was that simple — the day of her departure took a toll for, as death was the only simple thing in a Targaryen's life.
