In 188 AC, Prince Baelor Targaryen is ordered to marry the wrong Dondarrion twin. Jeyne was never meant to be the bride, her sister was, and neither of them is willing to pretend otherwise. What begins as a political match quickly turns into a quiet war of cold courtesy, sharp words, and shared silences in a marriage neither of them wanted. In the Red Keep, under the eyes of the court and the weight of the crown, dislike hardens into something sharper, and both will learn that the hardest person to ignore is the one sleeping on the other side of the bed.

El padre de Louis tiene una deuda con la red de la mafia rusa más importante de Europa. El líder de la red tiene un hijo soltero. La Bratva no perdona. - No acepto traducciones ni adaptaciones -

Draco Malfoy and Luna Lovegood ship

House Targaryen was forged in fire and remembered in blood. From that legacy, a prince was born who carried both like a birthright-Aerion Targaryen, a dragon in human skin. Exile did not tame him. It sharpened him. When Aerion returned, he came crowned in shadows, his smile colder, his wrath refined. The realm whispered his name like a prayer and a curse alike. To seal his power, he took a bride from his own blood-a cousin raised in light, obedience, and fragile hope. She was everything he was not. Soft-spoken. Unburnt. Untouched by darkness. He did not break her with chains. He bent her with fire. This was not a love story. It was a reign. Aerion Targaryen X Female OC