Younger Valyria Velaryon
Older Valyria Velaryon
In the year 113 AC, Valyria Velaryon was born to the Princess Rhaenys while her husband Corlys Velaryon was away fighting in the Stepstones. Princess Rhaenys never told anyone, apart from her husband, but she never took another to her bed. She had a dream that she would never forget and that would result in Valyria's birth.
Rhaenys was in a dark cell, not a shred of light surrounded her. She felt fear, her own impending doom. One by one a flame lit around her, until there were fourteen. Fourteen flames surrounded
Rhaenys, they began to move closer to her. She could not escape them. Hands out stretched from the flames, they reached for her womb, burning her. She could not scream, she could not cry. All she could do is stand there and feel the fire licking her body, feel the hands upon her womb. "You will bare a child. A child born of the fourteen flame." The voice was loud, booming, calm, and authoritative. There was no body attached to the voice. The voice was in her mind, in her head. There was no escaping.Nine moons later on the twelfth day of the twelfth moon, a daughter was born with the looks of House Targaryen. The same day, she was born, a dragon appeared on Driftmark. A large dragon. An old dragon. He came from Valyria. It was his home. His birthplace. He was a large golden and black beast, as large as the Black Dread himself. His eyes, his belly, the strips of his wings nearly glowed, burning hot with flame, when enraged. We know him by legend and lore only. He was Karnax. The first dragon to ever accept a rider. He was ancient. Many believed the dragon to be dead and so he was. That was until the Gods of the fourteen flame had called him. He rose from the fires and answered the call. He was the guardian of the Goddess, the girl forged in fourteen fires. The girl who was forged from the Goddess's of Old Valyria's own blood, Meleys, Meraxes, Shrykos, Tessarion, and Tyraxes.
Valyria of House Velaryon became her name. She was forbidden to leave Driftmark. Corlys and Rhaenys did not allow it. She was special. She must be protected at all cost. She became a dragon rider when she was eight years of age. Karnax was her mount. Valyria was much more than a girl, she was born to be a Goddess, she would be known as Valyria, their own Goddess of war.
(Also I LOVE LOVE LOVE Helaena, but she is not in this fic only because it doesn't fit the story line. In my fic she dies as a babe. I'm sorryyyy.)
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The Prophecy
Fanfiction"The Gods chose you, My King. The Goddesses choose you. I choose you. The pretender will fall and we shall prevail in the end." - Valyria Velaryon Forged in fourteen fires, placed in the womb of Rhaenys Targaryen, that is the nature of Valyria's bir...