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y/n targaryen
a/n: shorter than my usual chapters </3
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warning: targaryencest, me bashing alicent because i hate her so much
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03:25 PM. THE DRAGON'S NEST
y/n sits her legs to her chest, her chin on her knees.
she has been through so much today. and the day is not even over. she sighs, dragging her hands down her face. one, she got captured. two, she thought her lover, and her dragons died. three, she saw a hightower which she thought were all dead. and now, her mother's...her crown is sitting infront of her on the ground.
she looks at it, sighing through her nose. it is as pretty as she remembers. she picks it up, putting it on her head. a perfect fit. no a surprise there.
she looks around for something, seeing a pond a few steps over. she walks over to pond, looking at her reflecting. and she sees her mother staring back at her. she throws the crown off her head, tears slipping from her eyes. her nose starts to itch, tears spilling from her eyes. she puts her head in her hands as she starts to cry. when was the last time she cried?
y/n targaryen. daughter of the deceased m/n targaryen and the deceased d/n targaryen, who used to be a velaryon. he married m/n and took her name. extremely uncommon of their times. but he loved her like the moon and never wanted to take her birth right from her.
the war between alicent hightower and m/n targaryen grew when alicent started to see m/n's father, y/n's grandfather, behind m/n's back. romantically. and it was caused by alicent's father, otto hightower. viserys and alicent got married but not before viserys claimed m/n as the heir to the throne. it that was uncanny. a woman on the throne? not a chance. but he did anyway. even after he had male children from alicent, m/n was still the heir. but alicent got greedy. she caused so much, just because she wanted her children on the iron throne. she became a tyrant. she caused a war.
"nyke jorrāelagon ao," y/n whispers. she needs her parents. she misses them she can barely remember her father's face. but she remembers how he acts. devoted. calm. but he could act like a storm if he was angered. her mother. kind, not as calm as d/n as she was a child at heart. she loved sweet treats and flying on her dragon who was midnight's father. his name was solarflare. he was coloured like gold and had gems on his wings. d/n rode on nightwing who was midnight's mother; a black dragon who was mostly active during the night.
she looks out to the pond and sighs, tears still freefalling.
a twig snaps behind her, making her quickly wipe her tears and rub her eyes. someone sits down next to her and she can tell it's hiccup as the male puts an arm around her waist. she rests her head on his shoulder as they sit in silence.
"tell me about your mom," hiccup says, y/n getting up from his shoulder. what? wait, she is being so selfish.
"no, you need not do that," y/n stammers, twisting her rings. "i-i am being selfish. you have just seen your mother who you have not seen in twenty years and i am here taking your attention when you should be focusing on-" hiccup kisses y/n's forehead, the girl closing her eyes in bliss. "her," she whispers.
"tell me about your mom," he smiles, looking at her. they face each other, hiccup crossed legged as y/n does the same. "about your parents. i want to hear everything,"
"have i told you that i love you?" y/n asks him with a smile. she puts her smaller hands in his, her pupils dilating.
"once or twice," hiccup says, making a so-so movement with his head. y/n laughs, playing with hiccup's fingers.
"they complimented each other so well. my parents," y/n states. "my mother loved gold, different hues of red, honey, the sun. she loved riding on dragonback. and she loved taking me too. my father loved silvers, blues and the moon. he also loved riding on dragonback but he would always get worried when i would come as i was only age two. i recall him always flying when me and my mother rode. i recall her throwing me up in the air and her as she catches me," she remembers midnight when she was younger. small like her. y/n sighs. "i do not even know how i remember all of these things,"
"could be a targaryen perk?"
"i do not think so," y/n laughs. they go silent before y/n decides to speak again, hiccup allowing her to set the tone of conversation. "i was scared when i saw the crown. even more fearful when i saw the hightower. i have not had any dreams but i feel something is going to happen,"
"if anything is going to happen, i'll protect you," hiccup states. "va moriot,"
"va moriot," y/n nods, the two of them, putting their foreheads together. silence passes through them before y/n has a question in mind. "how exactly did you find me?"
