He was fire, she was ice. A flame may love a snowflake, but they can never be together without each harming the other. A forbidden love between two Targaryens, with fire and blood.
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#1 alyna 30/12/2022
#7 alicent 09/04/2023
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She quietly sobbed as she turned on her right and left side of the bed. "The fall of dragon and rider, lighting up the sky. The dragons fell, their spirits scattered, their legacy engraved," She whispered, as she sobbed.
He could not understand the full meaning of his wife's words. Dragon and rider, lighting up the sky? What could she mean by that?
The words sent a chill down his spine. It sounded ominous, it seemed terrible and foretelling. He continued to caress her hair, wondering what to do. "My love..." he whispered. "Wake up? Do you want me to wake you?"
She gasped as she woke up. "Gods.." She panted, as she looked at Aemond and his empty eye socket. "Aemond. Was I mumbling in my sleep?" She sighed, as she looked at the sky above.
"Yes my dear," He said, sitting up and hugging her to his chest. "You were mumbling in your sleep. I did not understand your words though. Something about a dragon and a rider?" He glanced out the window, seeing the sky above them. What a night it had been.
The moon was high, her pale light illuminating the night. A cool breeze floated in through the window, making the curtains dance gently in the wind. "Are you okay? Your dream, it was not as terrible, I hope?"
She shook her head. "I was thinking of Aemma.. She could have had her nameday.." She sobbed. The mother's loss was a real hard duty she had to endure, especially during times like these. She mourned the loss of her dearly beloved child, it was her daughter, her pride and joy.
