The eldest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma was an intriguing woman the minute she was born. She had many accomplishments from her age yet she felt so different. She felt as if her life was meant for something greater. Throughout the years that feeling only saddened when the only thing her father prayed for was a son. As she grew older, Valyria Targaryen began to see the truth of the Realm beginning to protect her younger sister Rhaenyra. Until one day her father, the King Viserys, gave her knowledge she never thought possible. How will she know what to do? The word "Dracarys" means "Dragonfire" in High Valyrian and it is used by Dragonriders to command for fire strike. When dragons flew to war, everything burned. **Fair Warning** In this fanfiction I did write the Targaryens with purple eyes like in the actual books. I did change some backstory with the Queen Visenya Targaryen. Some throuples may arise but if you do read then you will see who truly loves who. Disclaimer : I do not own House of the Dragon or ASOIAF. All credits for those go to George R. R. Martin and whats now called Max. I only own Valyria and her storyline.