ETHEREAL | ❝How horrible to be born to such a self-destructive world, always underestimating the power of a Targaryen woman.❞
⤷ In which Daenys Targaryen was born to suffer the curse of the House Targaryen, a curse that her very own name sake had to...
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✧✦ PART ONE ✦✧
⤷ ONE; the old and the young ⤶
AGING WAS INEVITABLE FOR ALL but the way the princesses bloomed was beautiful. As their moon days passed blissfully, the realm could not wait for their sixth moon day for a magnificent feast meant the court could lounge in the luxuries and the poor could salvage off of the scraps thrown to them by the royals.
Without a doubt, a certain little princess had wandered her way into the old kings heart. Nothing could have stopped it. Where the eldest princess Daenys found friendship and comfort in her grandsire, her younger sister rhaenyra found friendship in the hands only daughter.
The lovely Alicent Hightower was just three name days older then the two princesses but that did not stop them from finding close comfort in one another, though it was rather hard for them to find Daenys without the king or at least near his presence.
Often, Daenys was seen in council meeting onto of her grandsires lap, in the training yard with her loyal friend with her grandsire, watching over her or with her divine beast KarnaxThe dragon is self horse sized already. The king was rather joyful when her beast hatched from the cradle. As well as a year later, when Rhaenyra's egg hatched, both dragons match their soon to be riders energies.
Grateful for their daughters and their bonds, though Prince Viserys and Princess Aemma could not help but notice the alarming differences between the pair. Most nights where their youngest slept peacefully, their eldest, sweet Daenys would wake in cold sweats and tears mumbling the same sentence. Her dreams made her see things that no one else could.
to choose between two loved ones, brother or sister.
━━━ A LARGE FEAST WAS HELD IN THEIR HONOR, all nobles from around the kingdom, making sure to attend, and all could see the easily tell the difference between the two princess's Where the beautiful Rhaenyra was laughing happily with her friend, Daenys was on her Grandsires lap, holding his hand whispering in fluent high Valyrian with a small grin on her porcelain face.
Barely out of babyhood, and they were already offered over dozens of hands proposing betrothals from all the greedy lords, as well as their sons who would eventually grow into greed men. Anger had been sprouted from Jaehaerys when a man just ten years his junior offered himself up to his little princesses.
In order to calm the king Various assortments of gifts were presented to them, to which they both accepted gracefully yet Daenys did not leave her grandsires side once even if it deemed her disrespectful in the eyes of the lords.
