Vaera Targaryen was in a tizzy over her little brothers disappearance, but could the mystery man that acquired him be the man to steal her ever willing heart? 🐉 "Im going to need an anchor. Someone to call me home." ⚔️ Most characters belong to grrm

Everyone thought all hope was lost for the young exiled prince, vain, cruel and arrogant. All until he meets a certain young muse, named Haelea, in the free city named Lys. Her eyes outstandingly purple, her hair as pale as his, her voice like a melody when she spoke, when she sang, and her as a whole- unmatched, unique from any other. But he was self-absorbed- and she was everything that he was not. How could a girl, so outstanding, fall for such a fierce dragon-like man like him? Will she change him, and his mischievous self- or will it all be the start of a restless fire. A fire causing only the deepest of tragedy. A fire never going to end.

What happens when the snake eats the dragon? 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 AERION TARGARYEN X FEM!OC X VALARR TARGARYEN. ©MONZIEE 2025.

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ " my moon, my man " Princess Gevinessa Targaryen, once known for her wild spirit and sharp tongue, has spent her life despising Prince Valarr Targaryen, the solemn, insufferable heir she could never outwit as a child. When an arranged betrothal binds them together, she is forced to confront not only her resentment, but the unsettling realization that the line between love and hate is far thinner than she ever imagined. As ancient Valyrian rites, family expectations, and her own stubborn pride collide, Nessa must decide whether the boy she once tormented is truly her cage... or something far more dangerous to her heart.

"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."