"What good are prayers and shrines to a person mad with love? The flame keeps gnawing into her tender marrow hour by hour, and deep in her heart the silent wound lives on."
― Virgil, The Aeneid.
Running the year 109 After the Conquest, the Targaryen dynasty welcomed a new child fathered by King Viserys I and mothered by Queen Alicent Hightower amidst the ephemeral end of a political conflict. During the eleventh moon, a girl with mismatched eyes and raven hair was born on the coasts of Westeros in the arms of the noble and ancient House Arryn. A birth that lasted several hours, with prayers towards the Mother and the Maiden, welcomed the loud cry of the woman who changed the fate of the House Targaryen when it was about to destroy itself.
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BRAZEN | AEMOND TARGARYEN
FanfictionBorn on the nightfall of a tragedy, raised with the weight of power and expectations over her shoulders, Elaenora Arryn knew her fate could not be written by the Seven, but only by herself. Carrying the blood of both the murderer and the murdered i...