remiirenn
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FIRE IN HER VEINS...
BLOOD ON HER HANDS...
DRAGONS OF FLESH, DRAGONS OF BLOOD...
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She was the whisper in the dark, the hand tightening threads that no one dared see. Maela Targaryen, moved the pieces across the board, letting the Dance ignite while the realm watched in ignorance. Every feud, every betrayal, every secret passed along like poison-her doing. And yet she was not entirely hers; the voice guided her, promised her power, and demanded obedience.
The kingdom burned, but she smiled. For Maela was the spark, the serpent in the court, the reason dragons turned on one another-and the reason history would try to forget her.
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(Dark OC! x Aemond Targaryen)
(Dark OC! x Jacaerys Velaryon)
(Dark OC! x Otto Hightower)
(Dark OC! x OC)
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{STARTED: October 29, 2025 - ENDED: ?}
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT and I repeat do NOT own any part of House of the Dragon. I do however, OWN MY character's so please DO NOT STEAL them or my stuff. Thank you very much.
WARNING: This story contains medium swearing, blood, death, brief mentions of PTSD, trauma, mental illness (C-PTSD, BPD, possible psychosis), alcohol use, slight parental neglect/abandonment, loneliness, sassiness, stupidity, brief smut, dark and obsessive/yandere themes, explicit violence, sexual content, grooming, psychological manipulation, and morally complex relationships, including incestuous dynamics. Typical Game of Thrones / ASOIAF content-reader discretion is strongly advised.
P.S. THIS STORY IS DARK. IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE THE CONTENTS LISTED IN THE WARNING, DO NOT PROCEED.