Naeressa Targaryen was born of dragon's blood. Pale hair. Soft violet eyes. A child who listens more than she speaks. The world around her shifts like embers in a dying hearth: kings, cousins, promises, and grief. All things burn in time. Yet Naeressa hears what others do not. The whisper of harp strings. The hush before a storm. The soft language of flame. Sometimes she looks into the fire. Sometimes the fire looks back. DAERON TARGARYEN X FEMALE!TARGARYEN!OC #16 in targaryen 4/19/26