The youngest daughter of the crown, Alyrie Targaryen, was raised in the pious shadow of the Hightower of Oldtown. But beneath the sacred light of the Seven, she discovered a temptation that would become her Original Sin. Now, summoned home to a court teetering on the brink of war, the Greens await their pious pawn. But Alyrie returns to King's Landing as the architect of her own Eden lost, ready to spread her corruption from the heart of the court itself. Gwayne Hightower x OC Aemond Targaryen x OC Aegon Targaryen x OC

Sherah is captured in Pentos, found stranded and naked ashore. Sent to King's Landing under King Daeron II's command, she is said to carry the blood of Old Valyria. Sherah becomes a whisper of hope in a time where dragons are but ash and legends. However, Prince Aerion Targaryen, dragons obsessed, bright as a flame and twice as mad, seems to distract Sherah from her purpose. fem oc x aerion targaryen

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."

𝑽𝑰 𝑬𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑶 | 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 ___ For centuries the dance of dragons was told as a bedtime story to children or a passing joke between friends. Or even a warning forboding the gruesome conflicts within the once mighty Targaryen family. But that wasn't the only story that was told. King Aegon II Targaryen was not just the usurper, but a man who loved his wife. A father who loved his children. And a boy who fell in love with the girl who broke his nose.

"That lord is quite wrong, you know," Aegon whispered, his lips dangerously close to hers- they hadn't kissed since the wedding ceremony, and even then it was a quick peck - his mouth quirked into a smug grin. "You aren't a sunflower. You're a sweet little rabbit. I quite like rabbit, you know. They're delicious, succulent," he paused, leaning forward and speaking against her lips, "Tender." -- a 'what if aegon didn't get poisoned and the greens technically won the dance but at what cost' au. borros baratheon has a fifth daughter who isn't quite as desirable as his others. she is to be wed to aegon, who is less than enthused. they can't mend each other's scars, but make everything more bearable.