As SHAERA TARGARYEN got out of bed early in the morning, getting ready for the day and then sat on her dragon Canagan’s back to fly her morning lap, the cool morning air came to her.
Unlike the other Targaryen Dragon riders, Shaera always sat without a saddle on the back of the Wild Dragon.
She didn’t mind keeping the enemies of the throne on her dragon’s back under control, if she couldn’t even keep her dragon under control without a saddle. Her uncle Viserys was desperate and worried about his niece, as well as her own mother Rhaela.
The Black Scales of the Great Dragon felt rough under Shaera. Her black robe was blowing behind her as the wind blew through her hair. Her thin hands wrapped in black leather gloves were lying around holding one of the spikes of Canagan. Her silver hair just fine whipped in her face and stuck to her ear and her robe. A wide smile stretched over her tender pink lips as she had to pinch her eyes together to avoid the wind that was whipping around her ears in the eyes.
Canagan leaned aside in the sky and revealed his loud roar, while Shaera let her green eyes wander down. The morning sun shone on her cheek and tickled her, while the soft orange faded on the warm scales of Canagan and tickled him. King’s Landing looked much smaller from above. Although it was the early morning hours, Shaera could have sworn to see her mother shaking her head standing on the balcony of her room.
Again and again her mother had told her how much she hated to see her daughter without safety on this huge dragon, which could devour her with just a bite of his big mouth if he wanted it. As Shaera could have sworn, Rhaela Targaryen stood on the balcony of her house and had a thin cape wrapped around her body. MHer gaze was always directed to the sky, and she saw the great black dragon and the little figure on it. Rhaela laid a hand on her fast beating heart and began to shake her head very easily. The blonde typical Targaryen hair was blowing behind her, revealing a glimpse of her long pale neck, which is only adorned with a golden chain.
Her daughter was just like herself when she was young. To prove yourself and extremely courageous and confident. Shaera possessed the stubborn and reasonable behavior of her mother, but one thing that could cost her life she had from her father. Something that Rhaela worried. Because their arrogance brought them into extremely difficult situations.
All of Westeros knew Shaera Targaryen, the bastard daughter of Rhaela Targaryen. It was no longer a secret that Rhaela herself knew what was coming and blamed herself for the way her daughter was treated, because she suffered for mistakes for which she could not anything.
Since Rhaela Targaryen wanted a different fate for her daughter, she knew that Shaera would soon have to marry someone. Ever since her brother Viserys Targaryen was made king and Queen Aemma Arryn is pregnant , Rhaela has been longing to marry off her daughter.
She had already had an intensive conversation with suggestions, also like a call.
After a long wait, some men had presented themselves and asked for their daughter’s hand, but Shaera had dismissed each of them with a friendly smile and a kiss on the cheek. So Rhaela knew that it could not go on like this, no matter how much her daughter doesn’t like it. Rhaela didn’t know the reason why her daughter didn’t want anyone, but she thought that Shaera was just afraid of committing herself to a bond. Since she started running, everyone has seen her only with Rhaenyra or Alicent. Shaera spent most of her life on the back of Canagan.
But what nobody knew and something that Shaera could always hide was that she just rose up to marry one day her uncle and the brother of the king and her mother. Daemon Targaryen.
Not even Rhaenyra or Alicent knew about it.Rhaela’s dry throat escaped a sigh and her eyes suddenly filled with tears. Shaera was her only child. Even though Rhaela was chosen to marry her brother Daemon, this became broken when it was known when she became pregnant. Rhaela had tried to get married to make up for her mistake, but it didn’t work and so she became increasingly unpopular and her chance was gone.
But as the king’s sister she still had plenty of rights at court.
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FIRE AND BRAVE||Laenor velaryon
FanfictionShaera Targaryen known as protector of the iron throne was the bastard daughter of princess Rhaela Targaryen. At marriageable age she was chosen to marry Laenor Velaryon. But she couldn't imagine anything worse than that. Daemon Targaryen, on the ot...