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Aemyna Targaryen has always been the quiet one.
The one of few words, the soft spoken shadow trailing behind her twin brother aemond Targaryen.
Living by the rules of the red keep she stayed small,silent and harmless
But nothing stays harmless in a family built on fire.
Aegon Targaryen,her oldest brother.Chaos itself.
Notices the girl, nobody else watches, he is torn between self loathing and arrogance, between violence and vulnerability, between sarcasm and witty words
He should protect her.
He should cherish her
He should be the one person she never fears
Instead,he becomes the first.
His cruelty hooks into her softness, her trembling quiet bruises his ego, he hates how she flinches slightly but most of all he hates how much he cares she does.
And somewhere between fear and fury, something tangles the web, a bond neither can name,want or outrun.
It starts as their duty and becomes their choice.