A/N: Italics - High Valyrian)
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The small council and the Targaryen brother's stood on the cliff above the entrance of the dragon pits as [Y/N] stood awaiting her death by dragon fire unknowing if she these was her last breaths she was going to take, but either way, she was greatful for everything she's been through her shirt 14 years of life as she remembered her fond memories of her and her mother as they laughed and embraced their poor money existence.
Alas, her time has come to show the world that she is a true Targaryen, a true dragon of fire and blood. The chosen dragon, which was going to bring her supposed demise, was her father's, Caraxes.
The red and black mighty dragon was led by the dragon keepers from the depths of the cave where the dragons reside in by chains, Viserys's lilac purple eyes never left [Y/N] as he commanded for the dragon keepers let Caraxes free to do as he pleased but even then, you stood unmoving without any signs of fear nor did she flinch once the beast started to circle her young form sniffing as he thought of if he should eat her or burn her to ashes.
"My, you are a handsome fello, aren't you Caraxes?"
You spoke in High Valyrian as you unwaveringly placed your hand on the side of Caraxes snout which earned her a low grumble as he slightly showed off his deadly set of teeth, you were unaware of the shock which had struck all that was watched as they watched you speak in the tounge of old and fearlessly interact with a dragon as if you were petting a dog, both Targaryen brothers glanced at each other before their gaze went back to you below as you softly spoke to Daemon's dragon in Valyrian while stroking the beasts head.
Soon enough you had calmed and soothed Caraxes into a peaceful slumber with his head layed on your lap as you softly stroked down from the top of his head down the middle of his snout to the bottom, everyone was in complete and utter shock at what you have done or was possibly capable of if you had this affect with all dragons, then you would be an unstoppable force if angered.
Softly shifting to your feet, you tried to not wake the now sleeping dragon before you and turned to look to the people watching only to see their shocked faces, before you could speak Daemon let a laugh slip his lips impressed by his daughters' actions and how she calmed his dragon when most of the time Caraxes do not take kindly to others touching him.
Viserys)"It is decided! [Y/N] shall be legitimized as a true Targaryen in a fortnights time. Let's celebrate tonight with a feast in her honour!"
An excited grin slipped across her face as she finally acted her age for the first time within the past hour within the presence of her father and king uncle which was endearing to see and made Viserys smile as he saw a bit of his own beloved eldest daughter, Rhaenyra, in [Y/N]'s actions.
Soon everyone was back at the castle and [Y/N] was led to one of the many guest chambers so she could relax and get familiar with her new surroundings, taking her new situation in her favor she asked for a bath to be drawn as she had not bathed in a day or two and if she was going to be thrown a feast in her honor she wanted to look her best, this was going to be her first appearance in front of her new family and she only hopes that they asept her with open arms as her uncle Viserys did.
Relaxing in her bath she had told her maids that she would wash herself, so they left at her word leaving her to full take in what she did only a mere few minutes ago not believing that she had survived a dragon by simply soothing it to sleep somehow, during her bath she was startled when she heard the voice one of the guard's that stood watch outside her bedroom door as he announced that she had a visitor which was her father.
With a sign she told the guard that Daemon could enter not afraid that she was in the bath completely naked and vanueble although she did have a visor which protected her from being seen by anyone if they walked in unexpected it still set her nerves alight with nerves, Daemon walked into the room letting his eyes scan the rooms for you but never found you but once you spoke up his gaze went to the bathroom where a visor separated his view from looking in.
"Please excuse my current appearance, my prince, I'm merely taking advantage of what I have before I am thrown back onto the streets because of sown doubts I am sure will arise soon."
Daemon)"There is no need for you to worry [Y/N], as my brother has said, in a fortnight you will be legitimized in front of the court as my daughter and as a true Targaryen. Anyone who wishes to argue that will meet a cold end by Dark Sister."
A laugh echoed off the walls from you at your fathers' words although he as only known of your existence for all of an hour and has shown you he would murder for you which was surprisingly unexpected, you've heard the stories that surrounded the Rouge Prince and what hes capable of, you were not a fool nor naive.
The stories of how he slaughtered his own barstard children or when he sent his city's watch out to butcher any criminal they could find, you knew fully of exactually who you were taking too and was related too as your mother never kept anything from you; if you asked, she would answer truthfully.
"Daemon.... may I call you father?"
A beat of silent left the father and daughter in awkward silence before he responded with a "yes" which made a small smile slip onto [Y/N]'s face knowing that he let her call him father, the sound of swishing water was heard as she stepped out of her bath then wrapped herself with a robe before she stepped out from behind the visor tying a not in the strings of her robe so it didn't fall open.
There they stood two Targaryen's, one a barstered daughter still drench from stepping out of her bath, the other; Daemon Targaryen as he looked his newly found daughter in her heterochromia eyes.
Two dragons; forever fated to be on opposite sides of a war over the throne in the future.
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Fanfiction[Y/N] is a bastard daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen, aka the rouge prince of the seven kingdoms. She survived purely because her mother ran away to a place the deadly prince couldn't reach them both. Across the sea in a different kingdom. Now it...