Dragonborn ༒Daemon Targaryen༒

༒𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓷𝓮༒

𝓗𝓲𝓰𝓱 𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭

The ladies-in-waiting enter the princess's room in order. Sora goes to wake up the princess, Nina goes to prepare the bath, and Renna goes to prepare the dresses and jewelry.

༒𝓥𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓷𝔂𝓪 𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓟𝓸𝓿:༒

"Princess, princess, wake up," Sora says, shaking me softly.
Opening my eyes, I instantly close them. The sun is kissing my skin and hurting my eyes.
I open my eyes again and get up from my bed.

"The bath is ready for you, princess," Nina tells me. "Thank you, Nina," I thank her.
"Princess, the bath is scorching hot and I'm afraid you might burn," Renna warns me. "| am fire, Renna. I'm a dragon; dragons don't burn," I inform her.

Following my bath and the application of oils to my skin by Maya and Kali, Renna arrives with three dresses and jewelry for me to select from.

"I'll go with the pink dress, along with my lip jewelry and headpiece," I inform Renna.

I leave my room after im prepared, then head to have a meal before visiting my dragons.

Walking in the giant cave and entering."

"Hello, my sweetlings," | greet my dragons.
The dragons roared, and I started to pet the snout of Balerion.

"My sweetlings, we can't go flying today, but tomorrow we will," I tell my beauties.

Exiting the cave I have a bad feeling about today. I can sense death looming, I hope my feeling is wrong. As I step out into the sunlight, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. The air feels heavy and oppressive, sending shivers down my spine.

Just as I'm going inside, I hear roars and a screech almost like a cry. I immediately start running towards the sound, the screeching getting louder and louder. Suddenly I come to a halt, I come face to face with Drogon, but what I see in front of him makes my heart drop and a scream so powerful erupts from me. Shadows creeping  from me feeling my pain.

"NO NO NO NO THIS CANT HAPPEN," | sob.
The sight before me is too much to bear.
There, lying lifeless on the ground, is my beloved mother

I take the body in my arms and cradle it, feeling the weight of loss pressing down on me. "No she's fine she's alive NO NO my mother is alive DAMN YOU DEATH," ' continue to sob and scream while holding my mother's lifeless body. The reality of her passing hits me like a ton of bricks, and the pain is unbearable. I cling to her, wishing for just one more moment with her, one more chance to tell her how much I love her. But the cruel truth remains - she is gone, and I am left alone with my grief. The tears flow freely as I hold her close, trying to etch every detail of her face into my memory.

Examining her physical form, I notice the knife still lodged in my mother. With tears flowing uncontrollably from my eyes, I gently extract it, my hands trembling with emotion.
She was the only person I had, the only one who truly loved me. She was my mother, the one who shared tales of old Valaria with me, the kind and beautiful woman who comforted me by braiding my hair when I was sad. Now she is gone, leaving me alone and abandoned. As I gaze at the dagger, I see the words engraved on it that ignite a fiery rage within me.

The white wolf that craved dagger reads Jon Snow killed my mother. Jon Snow took the only person I have in this world. I shall avenge you, mother. I will kill Jon Snow for killing my mother, and I will take the Iron Throne that is rightfully mine. With fire and blood, I will take it; mark my words.