Prince's Angel

Prince's Angel

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Gabrielle Delacour thought that travelling going on a trip with her sister's family to Egypt might be fun. Instead she ends up in a cursed tomb, gets killed by nasty-looking monsters, and wakes up... In Essos, in another world. A world where her eyes are purple, where dragonlords once ruled, where the poor and the enslaved lead lives of brutality and those born lucky live opulent lives of luxury... And a mad king on an Iron Throne across the Narrow Sea. Her solution: simple, stay out of trouble, move out of Lys, find a way to free her slaves, keep safe and increase her business. But her looks, wealth and ancestry lead her straight into a nest of trouble when the Mad King's Cousin comes asking for her hand for the Dragon Prince.
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Born in the heart of fire and blood, Saera Velaryon, the eldest daughter and heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, was a child beloved beyond measure-a princess draped in adoration, raised to believe the Iron Throne was her birthright. The realm called her *Saera the Spoiled*, for she had never known a world where she was not treasured. But war does not spare even the most cherished. When the Dance of the Dragons erupts, the realm fractures between Black and Green. Prince Aemond Targaryen, the one-eyed rider of Vhagar, stands at the forefront of the war, a blade in the name of his mother, Queen Alicent Hightower, and his brother, King Aegon II. A warrior forged in anger, ruthless and unyielding, but was his sword ever truly theirs to start? Aemond harbors a secret-a devotion that undermines the very cause he supposedly fights for. For all his wrath and violence, his heart has been lost to Saera since childhood, bound to her by longing, by fate, by a love neither of them dared to name. When duty and desperation forced them into an marriage before the war broke, their union was meant to be a bridge between Green and Black, a political bond to quell animosity and resentment. But beneath the weight of war and betrayal, behind closed doors and whispered confessions, *love*-unyielding, undeniable-has already taken root. Their love is a treasonous thing, a flame burning between two sides sworn to destroy each other. And in the end, when the blood of kin stains the realm and dragons fall from the sky, Aemond must make a choice-his family or his wife, his crown or his heart. For what is duty when weighed against devotion? And what is a throne when set against love? _ "And then the storm broke, and the dragons danced."

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