_ 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.

Born in the heart of fire and blood, Saera Velaryon, the eldest daughter and heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, was a child beloved beyond measure-a princess draped in adoration, raised to believe the Iron Throne was her birthright. The realm called her *Saera the Spoiled*, for she had never known a world where she was not treasured. But war does not spare even the most cherished. When the Dance of the Dragons erupts, the realm fractures between Black and Green. Prince Aemond Targaryen, the one-eyed rider of Vhagar, stands at the forefront of the war, a blade in the name of his mother, Queen Alicent Hightower, and his brother, King Aegon II. A warrior forged in anger, ruthless and unyielding, but was his sword ever truly theirs to start? Aemond harbors a secret-a devotion that undermines the very cause he supposedly fights for. For all his wrath and violence, his heart has been lost to Saera since childhood, bound to her by longing, by fate, by a love neither of them dared to name. When duty and desperation forced them into an marriage before the war broke, their union was meant to be a bridge between Green and Black, a political bond to quell animosity and resentment. But beneath the weight of war and betrayal, behind closed doors and whispered confessions, *love*-unyielding, undeniable-has already taken root. Their love is a treasonous thing, a flame burning between two sides sworn to destroy each other. And in the end, when the blood of kin stains the realm and dragons fall from the sky, Aemond must make a choice-his family or his wife, his crown or his heart. For what is duty when weighed against devotion? And what is a throne when set against love? _ "And then the storm broke, and the dragons danced."

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

❝ 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰. ❞ (House of the Dragon Fanfiction) (Aegon II Targaryen x Dragonseed fem!oc) 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬: - Best Aegon fic in the ARMAGEDDON '24 fanfic awards (Thank you to @leafninjaShay for nominating me 🫶🏽)

Following the death of Queen Rhaenyra's sons, sired by Laenor Velaryon, and the presumed death of Prince Daemon, Rhaenyra made the choice to keep her youngest children, Aegon, Visenya and Viserys, from suffering the same fate as their Velaryon brothers. Having sold her crown, the fallen Queen secured passage on a ship to Pentos in 131 AC but was intercepted by a group of Myrish pirates. While Rhaenyra's remaining Queensguard managed to hold them off, Aegon the Younger was taken captive and handed over to Aegon II. Throughout the years that followed, Rhaenyra failed on multiple occasions to retrieve her son, and any form of negotiation was struck down by Aegon and Alicent. All but one remained on the table; Aegon would spare his nephew's life in exchange for Princess Visenya's hand in marriage.