𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 - 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍. ©𝖾𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗉𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗌

┃Vaelyssa Targaryen nunca conheceu o amor paterno, apenas o peso de sua origem e as feridas de um passado esfacelado. Filha de Daemon Targaryen com Rhea Royce, sua existência sempre foi uma incógnita para Westeros, um fantasma que carrega o sangue dos dragões e o ódio de um pai que jamais a reconheceu. Criada na corte dos Verdes sob os olhos calculistas de Alicent Hightower e Otto, ela cresceu ouvindo histórias sobre Daemon não como herói, mas como vilão, um traidor impiedoso, um assassino que matou sua mãe e nunca olhou para trás. ┃Logo tornou-se um prodígio da política, navegando entre intrigas e manipulações com precisão cirúrgica. No conselho dos Verdes, sua influência era essencial, fortalecida por seu conhecimento sobre bruxaria e seu talento estratégico. Em Aemond, encontrou um aliado poderoso, movido por ambição e desejo. Juntos, formavam uma força imbatível, mas o amor em Westeros sempre carrega um preço especialmente quando Daemon retorna, reivindicando sua filha não por afeto, mas por dever e legado. ┃Confrontada com seu passado, Vaelyssa precisa escolher entre resistir à sombra de Daemon ou aceitar verdades que tentou ignorar. A guerra entre dragões no céu reflete o caos dentro dela, e quando o destino exige que escolha entre sangue e poder, entre Daemon e Aemond, ela percebe que, na Dança dos Dragões, não há vencedores apenas sobreviventes. 🥇Casatargaryen - 22/05/2025 ' ✦ " a fanfiction by K-AHWRITER !¡ ' ✦ " aemond x oc fem !¡ ' ✦ " started in May 18, 2025 !¡ ' ✦ " cover by LIZWGGUIK !¡

Shiera Targaryen was sweet from the very moment when she ripped from her mother's womb to come into the cold and cruel world. Kind and gentle, the youngest of the king's children held the bloody game of thrones to no regard, content to spend her days on dragonback. With the ascension of her older brother, her very world shatters and as she is unwillingly dragged into the inferno, all she can do is play. 𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖔 © daeneryxxs 2024

𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩, 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘬. asoiaf oneshots.

Join Prince Aelor on his journey as a prince of the realm and son of King Viserys the Peaceful and Queen Aemma. A Hotd fanfiction Disclaimer - I don't own the House of the Dragon or Game of Thrones all rights are held by George R. R. Martin and HBO.

A Princess who never had to wear a crown to prove her reign. Rhaella Targaryen, daughter of the Conciliator and the Good Queen. Wife of the Brave Prince. Mother of Westeros. "I am the Last Princess of the Golden age of House Targaryen. Do not make me show you why."

"I remember, and remembering is like an open wound." - Clarice Lispector ( house of the dragon ) ( season one - ) ( fem!oc x male!oc )

in which he loved her more than anything no matter how wrong it was and he would continue to love her until the end of his days " Valaeria Targaryen" " not all tales are happily ever after" {265-continue}

[ REWRITTEN VERSION ] - original is still up and published. ____________________________ In 261 AC, Westeros shook with a thunderous roar as the moon turned blood red; the stars fell from the sky; and Princess Rhaella Targaryen brought forth her daughter. Accounts do differ, but if minstrels and mummers are to be believed, it is said the dead dragons of Old Valyria roared as one that great and dark night, and the gods, Old and New alike, held their breath as the coin was tossed... That night princess Naerys of house Targaryen came into the world. _____________ I do not own A Game of Thrones (if I did, a lot would be different) and all characters (except my own) belong to the wonderful George R R Martin, the real life Mad King for creating such a massive fantasy world, David Benioff and D B Weiss and HBO.

Aella Targaryen wed on the anniversary of her father's death. To her cousin, nonetheless, continuing the long-standing tradition of her family to marry their relatives. It was a day that was meant to bring joy and overshadow the sorrow that had pursued that very date for years, but Aella could not feel any of that joy, rather a bitterness that she had not been allowed to mourn as she had for nigh on six years. Bitterness, because she had not been allowed to wed the one she truly loved. HOTD S1-?