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⋯𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴⋯There are some things never to be forgotten. Even more which can never be forgiven.
The crown has never been a friend to Fane Ophir. The King, the Queen, the Hand...they are all responsible for every single thing that haunts her. The loss of her innocence, the loss of her hope, the loss of her brother. The loss of her mercy.
With help from a friend who teaches her to hone her grief into a knife, she vows to pry out the corruption residing in the Red Keep. For her brother, for her friends, for her people, for herself — Fane is going to rip it all to shreds or die trying.
Even knowing this, Aemond Targaryen cannot help but shamelessly desire her. Her demonic beauty, her twisted soul, and her dark heart have all bewitched him. Fane sees the prince for what he is and shows him things that eradicate every ideal instilled within him.
But he quickly learns that devotion corrupts. And while Aemond comes to believe Fane has always been a part of his blood in the way the gods are a part of this earth, he finds himself grasping for lucidity.
At what point do they end the bloodshed? At what point do they extinguish the fires? At what point do they lay their fury to rest and seek out peace?
Sometimes, he discovers, it is harder to step out of an open cage than it is to create a window within one.
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tw: will contain graphic depictions of violence/torture, and mature themes. sensitive topics such as child abuse and rape will be mentioned.
I do not own House of the Dragon or any of its plots, I do however own any original plots/characters!! I'll be flipping between book and show canon, and the ending will likely not end in the same way as either book or show. fix it fic? kinda?
anyway, I hope you enjoy it!
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𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 | aemond targaryen
Fanfic❝𝘼 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧? 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙚.❞ While the dragons dance high in the skies, a rebellion is igniting below them. Fane Ophir is putting the realm to the torch, n...