What if Daemon and Lady Rhea had a child a girl name Vhaella and when Rhea was killed and Vhaella is forced to be with her father he sends her to Kingslanding to marry the eldest son of king Viserys. Their marriage wasn't loveless but it wasn't love either they both had problems and they both helped each other through it they had children several in that fact Aegon and Vhaella loved their children with their whole heart and were nothing like their parents which made their children better men and women.

She comes like rain, soft and gentle, upon his cheeks. The taste of summer snow and enduring love, like a declaration of war upon fate. ⸻ ( daemon targaryen ) ( house of the dragon ) • 2022 ( rewrite in progress )

rhea royce held the squalling baby close. her child. not daemon's. never daemon's. she would be no dragon, that was her promise. and as long as she lived, she kept that promise. ━━━━━━━━━ ⤹ in which the daughter of rhea royce and daemon targaryen finds herself at the crossroads of destiny. hotd season one

Daenyra, a sweet faced child, eyes a glossed over violet, who, even at the age of nine knew what she wanted, or so the texts say, rider of Gaelithox, named for the Valyrian god of fire, stars, moon, sun, and the dawn, twin to Daeron Targaryen, However opposing the texts of the Maesters, Daenyra was said to be a sad child, large violet eyes glossed over with tears rather than glee, always strutting after her older sister Helaena, all of her brothers and the court doted on the beautiful child, but no one could turn the ugly from her soul, they said she never smiled, that was untill she rode on Gaelithox at the age of seven, a fortnight before her eight birthday, Though when her father compared her to his eldest daughter Rhaenyra, her smile once again faded.

Daenys Targaryen, Born as a babe from the crimes of Daemon Targaryen to her mother, Lady Rhea. Raised quietly, as a princess in the capital by the young Queen Alicent Hightower. Whose eager hands nursed and raised the babe as her own. As any Targaryen, the gods flipped a coin, and with Daenys, it may yet be a mystery as to why, and who she is. That is, aside from the Courts grand plans of her. A Princess from the vale, set to inherit Runestone after she is wed, which means, a powerfull piece on the board, laid out to secure the seven Houses for either Green, or Black. Warning As you all well know I like to write my stories with a raw heart and this story is by far not meant for those who are faint of heart, I also apologize for my lack of editing chapters in my other books, I will do so with this one untill further notice. This books contains content that some readers may view as unsettling

🐉🔥 ── RHAELYS TARGARYEN foi o tipo de mulher que a corte toda admirava, generosa e de elegância natural, que podia fazer até mesmo o mais severo senhor das terras esquecer suas preocupações. Irmã da Rainha que Nunca Foi, Rhaenys Targaryen, também era conhecida por um título que ela mesma não escolheria: "Targaryen sem Escamas", pois, em seu nascimento o seu ovo de dragão havia petrificado, e nunca pôde reivindicar um por ordens de seu avô ao seu primo, Viserys. Mas em sua linhagem Valíriana, ela era um dragão, feita de sangue e fogo. E os dragões, eles conheciam os seus iguais, lembravam das pessoas que eram gentis com eles, e das pessoas que os maltratavam, e eles não esqueciam. Rhaelys podia senti-los com suas chamas devorando tudo e todos, em uma dança de dragões, que colocaria irmãos a lutar contra irmãos e dragões contra dragões. Dragões eram conhecidos por suas chamas e por dominarem os céus, mas quando o reino aceitou a união de Rhaelys e Daemon, não perceberam que estavam concedendo-lhes um poder além daquele que até mesmo a outrora grandiosa Valíria conhecera: o domínio sobre os dragões. Era dito por todos que, em tempos de guerra, a habilidade de dominar dragões ditaria o destino dos reinos. Então, durante a dança, os olhos do reino se voltaram para Rhaelys e Daemon, pois nas velhas crônicas de Valíria, as guerras conduzidas por Dragões irrompiam em chamas e findavam-se em sangue. asoiaf, daemon targaryen 2024. ╱ © fleetsixblack

Though he avoided it for as long as he could, the time has come for Prince Regent Aemond Targaryen to fly to war, forcing him to leave his beloved sister-wife, the Princess Aella Targaryen, behind in the Red Keep, where he thinks she'll be safe. Little does he know that his uncle, Prince Daemon Targaryen, has already learned of his plans and is prepared to take King's Landing for his faction. When he does, Daemon takes a keen interest in Aella. He's always had a soft spot for his nieces, after all. Meanwhile, Aemond meets a witch in the castle of Harrenhal, and finds himself entangled in her schemes... Warnings: Violence, infidelity, smut, Aemond being the dumbest motherfucker around, and so, so, SO much angst. More detailed warnings will be in each chapter.

"I will take a crowbar and pry out the broken pieces of god in me." HOTD Aemond Targaryen x OC 18+

She was born of a marriage built on resentment- and became the one thing neither side expected. Rhaella Ysaera Targaryen is twelve years old when the world first teaches her the cost of loving a dragon. The only legitimate child of Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce, she is raised far from King's Landing, among the cold stone halls of Runestone, where honor is earned and weakness is not forgiven. With brown hair marking her as a daughter of the First Men and dragonfire singing in her blood, Rhaella has never truly belonged to either house. To her, Daemon is not the rogue prince whispered about in courts-he is her father. Her hero. Until she learns the truth. As the lies of the past surface and her mother's death leaves an unfillable void, Rhaella is forced to confront the man behind the legend. Love turns to resentment. Loyalty becomes restraint. And the bond between father and daughter fractures beneath the weight of ambition, cruelty, and regret. Yet when war looms and Daemon Targaryen finally stands on the brink of losing everything, it is Rhaella-dragonrider of the golden Aestra-who must decide whether blood is a chain... or a choice. Caught between the Vale and the Iron Throne, mercy and vengeance, fire and stone, Rhaella Ysaera must carve her own legacy in a world that would rather use her than understand her. Because sometimes the most dangerous dragon is the one who learns when not to burn.

Visenya Targaryen, the eldest surviving child of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, was always expected to rule by everyone-until her father began calling her "his fiery curse." Born with a temperament more dragon than human, she's too fierce, too honest, and too ready for blood in the eyes of a king who prefers peace. When Aemma dies giving birth to Rhaenyra's stillborn brother, and the King names Rhaenyra his heir instead, the realm sees it for what it is: a deliberate rejection of the daughter most fit to rule. But Visenya does not kneel quietly. She turns and does things her way. And when Marriage is on the horizon she wants to marry a man who can match her and so they look North where men are warriors. It's as if it was written by the Gods, Visneya the Unchosen was the Chosen one all along.