Revenge and Fire

Revenge and Fire

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jan 26, 2021
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This story takes place after the battle of winter fell when Daenerys is sailing to dragon stone but in this version Rhaego is alive and is about 9-11. After the attack Rhaego is kid napped and it leads to the burning of kL and Daenerys death, but when Daenerys body is took to a red priestess and resurrected she seeks revenge . (Please do not read of you love the starks or you get offended easily .) hello i just want to say this story is just for me to enjoy. I actually wanted a actual writer to do this idea just give me credit. So if you do decide to write a story about this just give me credit. I'm not very good at the times lines in got. I'm trying to do as much research as I can
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{More Book accurate than Show accurate Cuz Fuck Ryan Condal & Sara Hess} 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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