Where normally the protagonist is transported to another universe or dimension , the roles have now been reversed. The Targaryen uncle-niece find themselves in the home of the 17-year-old Allaria Black. How will she react to the arrival of the Targa...
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THE FIRST LIGHT OF DAWN filtered through the curtains of the room , Allaria opens her eyes and looks straight into Daemon's eyes. She had forgotten that she had invited the hot Targaryen duo into her bed last night only to cuddle. I insist only cuddle. She quickly shuffles her body back.
"Goodmorning, Gevie." Rhaeyra's sultry voice came from behind her.
She froze as she felt her arm curl even tighter around her torso.Both chuckled at her shocked reaction.
Allaria felt the familiar flush creep across her cheeks. She squirms lightly in Rhaenyra's hold, trying to create distance between them, but in vain, Rhaenyra's hold was adamant.
"You might want to stop that, sīmontan." Daemon muttered in a husky voice that sent shock waves along her spine, already nosing and nipping at her neck.
Daemon's words caused her cheeks to burn even more. Allaria finally realizes the situation she was in. This was bad, very bad. She was in bed with two sexy Targaryens, back pressed against one, being stared at by the other, with no escape route. ................................................................................. Rhaenyra found herself lying comfortably across Allaria's lap on the couch. Allaria, gently running her fingers through her hair, had begun to soothe him into a peaceful nap. Daemon, nestled beside them, had dozed off with his head resting on Allaria's shoulder as they all watched a movie playing on the screen. The room was filled with soft, ambient light from the TV, casting a warm glow over their forms.
In Rhaenyra's dream, she found herself standing on a cliff overlooking a turbulent sea, it looked like Dragonstone castle. The sky above was a swirl of crimson and gold. As he took in his surroundings, a figure cloaked in crimson robes emerged. She recognized her as the Red priestess, is the choker with the red ruby was any indication.
Rhaenyra felt a chill run down her spine as she watched the Red Priestess approach, her eyes ablaze with something she couldn't decipher.
Red Priestess spoke in eerily calm voice with a seductive undertone, "You shall return to your world on the next full moon. Beware the dance for it shall rain blood."
As she spoke, the scene around Rhaenyra shifted and blurred, the dream dissolved into darkness, leaving Rhaenyra awaking with a start.
As Rhaenyra slowly awakened from the vivid dream, her mind still swirling with the words of the Red Priestess, she suddenly sat up with a start. Her movement was so abrupt that she inadvertently knocked her forehead against Allaria's, who had been leaning over her with concern, trying to wake her gently.
Rhaenyra rubbed her forehead "Ouch! Sorry, Allaria. I didn't mean to scare you"
Allaria rubbed her forehead with a playful grimace "It's alright, Rhaenyra. Just glad you're awake now. You were talking in your sleep, and it sounded distressed".
Rhaenyra sheepishly combed a hand through her hair "Ah, that dream... The Red Priestess appeared again, with more cryptic messages about full moons and blood."
Allaria teased "Dreaming about other girls huh, Rhaenyra. Should I be worried about competition?"
Rhaenyra just tickled her sides and the room was soon filled with Allaria's laughter, while Daemon who awoke from his slumber stood in the sidelines looking like a disgruntled kitten.
Daemon sips his wine, his expression grave "Our priority now is finding a way back to our world. But even if we do, what awaits us? Will our return change anything?"
Allaria mutters dramatically"If what the red priestess spoke is true, then we will return to your world on the next full moon, which is in a week. Oh my God! I only have days to live in this world.".
Daemon softens "Don't worry sīmontan. We will protect you. Anyone who touches you, will face Fire and Blood" he replies in a dark tone.
Rhaenyra "Yes, we will rain fire and blood on anyone who thinks of taking you from us." she tells with a smile full of teeth with a dangerous edge.
Allaria, sensing their intensity from across the room, shivered involuntarily, a chill running down her spine and a tingling sensation on her mark. Their possessive stance was both comforting and unnerving, a reminder of the bond they shared and the possessiveness that came with it. ................................................................................... A week has passed and today is the full moon. Allaria sips her coffee," We must stop the dance from happening, it will only bring tragedy to our family, we certainly can't stop Alicent's childen birth , because you both are from 114 AC and Aemond was born in 110 AC and they are toodlers now, so not much of our concern, But we must be powerful against Otto, Alicent and the Greens and must secure Rhaenyra's succession and heirs".
Daemon and Rhaenyra smile softly when she says 'our family'.
Daemon replies," Maybe you can claim a dragon, we must have the favor of the common people, we must make them love us. As I said none will pay heed to a dead king's words".
Rhaenyra "Yes Uncle, You are right. I have foolishly spent time mourning Alicent's friendship while she was planning my downfall. We must act swiftly. I most definitely am not going to marry Laenor, even with his tastes. I cant afford to have bastards. I will mourn those sweet boys but we must save the realm from the long night."
Allaria winds her arms around Rhaenyra in a hug and says," We are with you love. We will face this together. Daemon begged your father to marry you but he didn't allow him. If only your father would listen to your family other than that Snake Otto, none of this would have happened".
Rhaenyra was surpised as she didn't know Daemon begged her father to marry her. "Kepa, is that true?"
Daemon muttered darkly," Yes little dragon, I begged him that I would make a good husband and protect you but as usual with Otto's whispers he thinks I am 'Maegor come again' and refused to wed us". Rhaenyra hugs Daemon and mutters against his chest," I didn't know this, I thought you simply abandoned me at the brothel".
Allaria looked at them warmly and hugged them," Now is not the time to think about what ifs, we must move ahead and we will make plans once we understand the situation in your world".
