Naella Targaryen.
The name given to me when I was taken away from my family. You see I am not necessarily a true blood Targaryen, well not at all really. I was conceived by two ordinary people, they were peasants, but you see I was born with silver hair like a Targaryen. When the King found out about my existence he sent guards to take me, he didn't want the Targaryen name to be 'dirtied'. He ordered the guards to steal me and slaughter my true parents, I was then going to be raised as a true Targaryen.
I was only a baby when this all happened, I don't remember what my parents look like or what they named me. However there was one thing the rumours forgot to mention. My eyes, as white as my hair instead of violet. When the king took me into his arms was when he notice my eyes causing him to hiss as if I had burned him. I was taken away and raised by nurses. The king never wanted to see me, he thinks me a disgrace, as a curse on the Targaryen house. But he let me live, I wasn't treated as royalty, to him I was a soldier. I was trained to fight since I started walking, and I learned fast. By the age of 15 no one could defeat me in combat, which angered the king. He started to think about me as a threat. I was then ordered to train Rhaegar Targaryen, the king couldn't let a disgraced 'dirty' blood Targaryen be better than the true bloods.
I didn't care as I was still left to live and ended up growing a good friendship with Rhaegar. He learnt fast but I was still better. He was 18 when I started to train him and completely useless with a sword.
Today I turned 20 and was still training with Rhaegar but he has already come up to my level.
"NAELLA FOCUS!" He charging towards me, sword ready.
I snapped out of my memories and dodged his attack by centimetres but was then nocked onto my back.He placed his sword down onto my neck lightly with a cocky smirk on his face.
"I win." I laughed and he helped me up. "So looks like the student has become the master."
"Oh shut up Rhaegar, I was distracted."
"I noticed, care to tell?" I shook my head and waved him off. "Alright... Wait I nearly forgot!"
I tilted my head to the side to show my confusion and watched him dart off to his cap that he has placed under the tree in the courtyard. He took 2 round things out of his pockets and ran back towards me.
"Here!"
He placed the 2 objects in my hands. It took me a few seconds for me to realise what they where. Once I did i looked up in complete shock. "Dragon eggs... but why?"
"Its your name day! and i wanted to give you a gift for it. It is also a thank you for training me!"
I looked up at him and back down to the beautiful Black eggs in my hand. One had gold tipped on each scale and the other had silver. I placed the eggs down gently onto the grass and turned towards Rhaegar. He looked slightly startled as I had tears in my eyes, which caused me to feel slightly embarrassed but i pushed it aside as i hugged Rhaegar.
"Thank you.." I whispered so quietly that i wasn't sure if he heard me.
"You are welcome my dear friend." He hugged me tightly.
We stood like that for a few seconds before breaking our embrace. We laughed at each other, well more at our embarrassment. He then excused himself and ran off saying he had a meeting with his father. I waved him off, picked up my eggs and walked off to my chambers.
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