Long, long ago in the roughest parts of the deserts of Vēsōs inherited a powerful family. A family born from fire and blood. The Targaryen's, a family to be honoured of their blood and beauty, and for what they're known for, their dragons. As well as their unique features, white of hair and amethyst eyes. The dragons of house Targaryen stood dominate for centuries, centuries long before the dragon gods were known, long before the arrival of the crimson king. But near 270BH, the dragons fell, a doom wiping away the formidable symbol of house Targaryen...
2BH
In the old home of the Targaryen's, DragonStone, stood the last Targaryen. A young fifteen years old girl named Sērēnity, last born child of the Mad King, Daemion Targaryen. She was blessed with appealing silver white hair that went past her shoulders, the same violet eyes with a tint of blue.
As clever and as rough like the deserts the young girl was, like any teenage girl, she was strangely quiet and reserved. Some would assume the death of her last family might have cause her to isolate herself.
But she was not completely isolated, she had her father's kinguard, Ser Akko. A young man in his early 30s, he had served the fallen king for a decade and promised to keep the young girl safe.
Although the once bratty spoiled princess had grown mature with Ser Akko, learning to behave like a lady and future queen when she comes of age... Life in Vēsōs seemed peaceful for the young girl..
End of chapter one (I know it's not long)
YOU ARE READING
Golden Flower Of The South
ParanormalThis is a Yona Of The Dawn fanfic that surrounds my oc, Serenity/Sērēnity. From her background to the events of the 1st dragon warriors and continuing. (She replaces Zeno in this, sorry guys😪)
