"Because of you, I know heaven without death." When Prince Jacaerys fell from his dragon, everybody believed him to be dead. The news hit the realm like a blow. With two days passing since the announcement, a body washed upon the shore of Stonedance, a territory that swore their swords to Queen Rhaenyra. A merchant, Atticus of Stone, had dragged the boy back to his stone home so he may heal. Nobody knew that Prince Jacaerys was in their place of living. Though being restricted from seeing the man, Novalie had began to read for him while her father was away for the day. An innocent act that led to a love story of their own.

"I don't care how complicated this gets, I still want you." Maera Targaryen, in truth, had never understood the word peace. It was something a Targaryen woman couldn't afford. With her husband, Aerion Targaryen, fighting in the Tourney at Ashford, Maera and her daughter had escaped with her two brothers in order to leave behind the abuse Aerion inflicted on them daily. During her travels, Maera meets a rather tall knight that allows her youngest brother, Aegon, to squire for him during the tourney. The love blooms between the two most gentlest souls in Westeros. However, with love, comes sacrifice.

"Then the storm broke, and the dragons danced." There was said to be many reasons why the Dance of Dragons began, but there was only one explanation. Greed had ruled over the hearts of many Targaryens. Their glory, power, and strength had blinded their focus on uniting the realm. Instead, they tore it apart for their own ambitions. Rhaella Targaryen, the daughter whom was left to be overshadowed, brought her name to life when she began to fight for what she truly believed in.