The Fourth

The Fourth

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Y/n's village is getting attacked, she is running away from the scene hoping to survive. While she is running through the field by her village she thinks that she is safe. When she stops to catch her breath she turns around and notices someone or something flying through the sky reaching towards her. She falls to the grass in shock when a figure with white hair and two giant swords stopping the monsters advances and cutting it down, then everything fades to black.
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Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

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