It wasn't only Jacaerys who was born on that bitterly cold dawn. Just minutes later, the little she-dragon let out a roar, and all of the Red Keep knew that Visenya Velaryon had come into the world. FemaleMC x Aemond Targaryen Hello everyone, how are you? I'd like to let you all know that, first, English is not my first language. I'm translating the chapters of my fanfic, which is originally written in Portuguese, so grammatical and agreement errors may occur. If that happens, please feel free to let me know in the comments.

In a world of war and political intrigue, Aesira Targaryen finds herself at the center of it all. Born into a powerful family, she's always known her duty to her people, but when a childhood friendship with her cousin Aemond turns into something more, Aesira is faced with a difficult decision. As their families and kingdoms become embroiled in a brutal war, Aesira and Aemond find themselves on opposing sides, torn between their love for each other and their loyalty to their respective families. As the war escalates, Aesira is thrown into a web of lies and schemes, with those around her constantly vying for power and control. With the fate of her kingdom and the man she loves hanging in the balance, Aesira must navigate the treacherous political landscape and make a choice: sacrifice everything for love, or put duty first and risk losing the one thing that truly matters. Can love truly be enough in a world where power and politics rule all? Join Aesira on her journey as she fights to save herself and the man she loves, in a tale of love, sacrifice, and the true meaning of loyalty.

Aelora Targaryen is the youngest of Queen Alicent and King Viscerys' children. Born sickly and fragile, with an Angel's face, she lived a difficult life from her first breath.She couldn't ever be like a normal child because she was, "The Sickly Princess". Life becomes more difficult when her brothers start to feel drawn by her, the sweet affection of theirs, once innocent was now turning into something much darker. It was like the Gods had cursed her once again and this time the measters could not save her.