ೃ⁀➷ 𝙋𝙊𝙄𝙎𝙊𝙉𝙀𝘿 𝘿𝙀𝙑𝙊𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 They say Prince Aerion Brightflame always revealed his anger through violence and raised voices, while Aelena Targaryen hid her cruelty behind grace and beauty. She wore innocence like a mask, a serpent beneath silk. Aerion saw the danger and loved her anyway. He let the snake bite, and once the venom spread, there was no escaping what had been written. He never would have believed that a clever woman with soft eyes would be his doom.

Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

𝐿𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓇𝒶 𝐻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇, 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹, 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃. 𝒴𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓊𝓂 𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝒯𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇-𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒽, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝑔𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓈, 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜 𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈-𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒜𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓃'𝓈 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒

Alsyanne Stark is sent south to marry Aerion "The Monstrous" Targaryen, a prince feared for his fire and cruelty. Their union begins with hatred, each glance and word a battle of wills, but sparks burn in the darkness between them. As desire and defiance collide, love becomes as dangerous as the flames he cannot control. *Original Female Character/Aerion Targaryen *if you have any ideas/advice feel free to send me a message !

"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."

Princess Daenora Targaryen was promised from a young age to her cousin Aerion Targaryen, a man feared by many. What began as an arranged marriage turned into a dark, passionate, and destructive romance. a song of ice and fire fandom ©The characters and universe in this story do not belong to me.