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'My mother used to say that when a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin, deciding if we'll be great or mad. 'We are fire made flesh,' she said, 'fire runs in our veins, we are born of flame and destined to rule.'
But what if the fire within us becomes something we can't control? What if it leads us to places we're not supposed to go?
They say a Targaryen alone in the world is a terrible thing, but what of a Targaryen bound by desire, by duty, by secrets too dangerous to share?
They tell us who we should love, who we must marry, to keep the bloodline strong. Is it wrong to want something that feels as if it's written in our blood? Or is it simply our fate as Targaryens, to walk the line between passion and ruin?
I believe some fires are meant to be kept secret, hidden in the shadows, where only we can feel their heat.
In the end, we are dragons. But even dragons can be consumed by their own fire.'
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INTRODUCTION
PRINCE AEMOND TARGARYEN
(ONE-EYED PRINCE)"You see things in me that aren't there. There is no goodness inside me. Only an endless hunger for power, for revenge, for victory"
PRINCESS AELINA VELARYON-TARGARYEN
(THE FLAME-BORN)"You think I fear the flames? I was born of them. I will not be cowed by their heat."
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Fanfiction~~~ Aemond pressed his lips together and tilted his head. He raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair away from my face. I shuddered. His touch made all the muscles in my face tense up. I felt a strange sort of emotions. Disgust, of course, but...