"You are the blood of the dragon. Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words.
Fire and blood."
"With a coat of gold or a Coat of red,
A lion still has claws.
And mine are long and shar...
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Daereon's POV
Soon after the birth of my own daughter and son, the gods had blessed my young brother Rhaegar with a beautiful daughter of his own she was born at Dragonstone. Elia Martell my brothers' wife was bedridden for a while after giving birth to their daughter who they named Rhaenys Targaryen. A beautiful little girl she looked more Martell than Targaryen.
Rhaenys Martell Targaryen
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When Rhaenys was presented at court by my brother Prince Rhaegar Targaryen.....whilst our mother, Queen Rhaella Targaryen, embraced her warmly, our father, King Aerys II Targaryen, refused to touch or hold her, claiming she smelled "Dornish".
Father did not say anything of that sort about my daughter or son, I don't know how I would have reacted like, had my father said something like they smelled "Lannister".
Well we'll never know.
I loved the new member of our family I even tried to send Cerelle along with Amara and Vheagar to Dragonstone to take care of Elia, but father refused to let Amara out of his sight.
So that is why I had to stay in Kings landing with my daughter and mother, Rhaegar had stayed back as well. My younger brother Viserys accompanied my wife and son to Dragonstone.
All of this was almost a year ago Amara and Vheagar were now a year older, nearly a whole year had passed since that wretched storm.
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