what if Meraxes had survived the dornish conquest and was alive during the dance? this is a hotd fanfic, though i will probably follow the book more than the show i have multiple oc in this and there are multiple ships😁😁 the face claims so you can picture the characters: Naerys Targaryen : Skade from "the last kingdom" Ser Trystan Blackwood : Francesco Pazzi from "medici"

Daenys Targaryen was sent to ward in Oldtown, before she could utter her mother's name, let alone know the cruel touch of love. Two years she spent alone, surrounded with nursemaids and septa's, until her brother-Daeron-followed. Those two were the soul light of the Hightower. Screaming and babbling to each other until they'd plopped against one another, tiresome. It seamed, the sun rose and fell in their favour, for the two royal babes woke just as the blazing sun cracked over the horizon, and fell asleep in the oddest of places. Daenys, two years her brothers senior, grew fond of chatting to the birds that settled on trees, more specifically the ones that came every morning to the sill of her window.