BLOOD OF THE DRAGONLORDS

As she closes her eyes and darkness surrounds her whole being, Daenerys gasp and sits up straight her hand flying below her chest at the memory.

But her misery ended as someone touches her.

"Aerea are you okay?"

Daenerys eyes widen not because someone asked her if she was fine, but at the person who is facing her.

Long White Blonde Hair. Check.
Lilac eyes. Check.

"Who are you? And Where Am I?"

She asked earning a bewildered look at the man, he shook his head and chuckle staring at her.

"Whatever this game is, I'm Daemon Targaryen and you are at Dragonstone."

Daemon said and stare at the bright eyes of Aerea trying to read her, and he can say that she isn't fooling around as her whole body is tense and her eyes dilated like she just witnesses something horrible.

"Daemon Targaryen?"

Daemon nodded as Daenerys tried to process everything at the moment.

Last time she is burning Kings Landing,
The second is her Bastard Nephew killed her, Then she just wakes up facing Daemon Targaryen the Rouge Prince.

"What did you call me?"

She asked and stare at the bright eyes of her Ancestor.

"you don't remember? Your Name is Aerea Targaryen and we just escape before Our Grandfather betrothed me to some cunts, and I assure you Father is proud of us for escaping before I fall to my demise, while you little Princess just appear hiding at Caraxes baggage, and I am screwed to King Jaeherys and Queen Alyssane, and let's not forget Father for taking you, their Favorite GreatGrand-Daughter, not like they can say anything but you are my blood."