𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝙵? [𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓉𝓌𝑜]

𝒥𝒶𝒸𝒶𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓈 𝒱𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓋

ℛ𝑒𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒯𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓋
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇

In the time of Targaryens many of them have been dragon riders. Only four have been dreamers. Daenys Targaryen, Aegon Targaryen, Helaena Targaryen and Reina Targaryen. Reina had not been honest with Rhaenyra. Her mother had sent her to help, but it was after she told her what she saw.

Saera Targaryen had always been wild and untamable. She wanted to free and do as she pleased  when she pleased. Her father never saw what she saw. He never understood her, no one did. She didn't care about the laws and or the ways of the Southern or Northern people. She didn't follow the Gods, not even the Gods her family had once followed.

She cared very little for the crown, despite her and her family being the Crown. But, deep down, she loved her mother, she loved her brothers and her sisters. She cared for them. And them, in their own way cared for her and loved her. Yet, she left anyway and made her life. The life she always dreamed of having.

Saera had many lovers, she had who she wanted when she wanted. Even now, as a married woman she brought many men into her bed, even women. Sometimes, her husband joins them. He is very much opened minded. As she had many lovers, she fell pregnant a couple of times. Four of those had been sons. And the one she had when she married was a girl. A daughter was born.

Reina Targaryen had been her name. Her name alone meant queen. A name fit for a descendant of Aegon and Visenya, and Maegor and Rhaena. A true pure blooded Targaryen queen. When Reina was little she showed promised of being a great warrior. She was far better than most of the men her father had trained in his life. She was a survivor. In her younger years, Reina would wake in the middle of the night, covered in sweat and tears. Before knowing about her family across the Sea, she knew their fates. How it would end.

Reina wasn't much of sentimental but she cared for her blood. Even the one across the Narrows Sea. She had heard that her uncle, had named his daughter his heir. Well, her mother had told her but she knew. She was young when she saw her first dream. She had seen Queen Aemma's death, long after she had died. She saw Viserys marry Alicent Hightower. Then she saw him, Jacaerys Velaryon. She saw how him and his brothers would come to die at the hands of the usurper and his kin.

The crown was always meant to Rhaenyra and her line. From her and her blood would come the prince that was promise, and hers would be the song of ice and fire. She knew their fates Hightowers must die in order to keep her house alive and thriving. In this particular night she saw Helaena.

Helaena watched her, she was a beauty. A true Targaryen. She saw her armor covered in blood. Her brothers blood. "The Red Queen!" she would hear around her as she walked through the pile of dead bodies. Helaena looked scared and lost. She had never seen such gore. "You get used to it after a while" someone said from behind her making her jump. "Hello Helaena" she greeted nicely. "Who are you?" the girl asked. "I would say a distant relative" she replied.

Helaena recognized her as the girl she had been dreaming about. "You are not supposed to be here" she said to her and she smiled. "I know" she replied. "Many in our line have been dragon riders. But only a four have been dreamers. What is the power of a dragon against the power of prophecy?" she asked. "Dragons are beautiful beings that we connect with because our Valyrian magic. Without our dragons we are like everyone else. They make us who we are" Helaena could not keep her eyes from hers.

Reina made her way towards the queen. "Your family is the reason our house goes down in flames. You do know that, right?" she nodded. Of course she knew. Much like Reina, Helaena's dreams and mind had been plagued by the terrors of the future. "Must have been hard, as a mother to know your son was going to die" Helaena's features faltered. Reina hummed. She was not so different than Rhaenyra. They were sisters after all. "It wouldn't have changed anything" Helaena told her.

Reina looked at Helaena. She seemed so innocent, so unaware of the world yet she knew of the malice of it. "Oh but you could had. I did" she told her. "I was not supposed to be here to see the war end. I should have been across the Narrows Sea with my mother yet here I am" she walked around Helaena. "I know you know that even your own family betrays each other. At least the kinslayer" Reina never called Helaena's brothers by their name. She called Aegon the usurper and Aemond the kinslayer, proper names given by their actions. "The slightest gust of wind can change the direction of a big ship not matter how powerful it seemed to be" Helaena was captivated by her. She knew she would change everything. "Your line will end" was all she said before she disappeared.

Reina made her way to the weirwood tree. She knew Daemon would be there soon. "Is about time you made it here" she said from the shadow. "You've been here the entire time?" he asked and she said no. "I have been waiting for a while but not too long. You need to see something. The question is, are you ready to see what will change your perspective in everything you have ever known?" he nodded. Daemon put his hand on the tree while Reina saw everything he saw. "Now you see?" he nodded. "How do you know this?" he asked and he smiled. "Dreams, my king. Dreams. I have been blessed to be a dragon rider and a dragon dreamer. I will not see my blood and House end because of some... people who believe everything should be the way they see fit" Daemon laughed.

The two looked at each other. "You are brave. A true Targaryen I see" she looked back at him. "Descendant of the conquerors, and Maegor and Rhaena, and to top it off Jaehaerys and Alyssane. What a true and pure bloodline I have" she said. "Tomorrow Jacaerys and I will return to Dragonstone, i must inform the queen of our progress and then, well, the war will truly start then. Dragons will dance and only one side will prevail" she left the king consort there. Daemon knew then, that he could not get rid of her. If she wanted to she'd take Baela's place and there was nothing he could do about it.

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there is one more chapter left, maybe two depending on what I write in the next chapter.