My name is Luciana Baratheon, first of my name, Princess of Kingslanding, the original air of the Iron Throne. I have currently had seventeen name days... Brunette in hair, green in eyes, and broad in stature. I call myself the black sheep of my family, the thorn in the rose bush. I am different in appearance, perhaps different in existence. Who knows where my life should lead, what I will become, who I will meet... All I know is that I refuse to play the game of the throne.
Aelinor Baratheon stands out in her family. She doesn't have the golden hair and green eyes of her mother and younger siblings. Nor does she have black hair and blue eyes of her Baratheon father.
Much to her father's disdain, she inherited her great grandmother Rhaelle's Targaryen features; silver hair and purple eyes.
Had she not been born well after her father had slain his cousin, many would be inclined to believe her to be the bastard daughter of Rhaegar Targaryen.
Follow her as she navigates life as the eldest child of the king, through war, love, betrayal and much more.