𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃. (daemon targaryen)
their love wasn't something her father particularly approved of and he made that abundantly clear. she wasn't to see him or speak to him ever again after that night. but he can't seem to stay away, and neither can she. they're drawn to each other like a moth to flames. their hearts burn for one another.
daemon loved his niece and damn his brother for trying to keep her away from him. visenya was his and he was hers. who was viserys for denying them the joy of each other? she was fiery and hot, all things a dragon should be and it would be over his dead body that she be married off to some fat country lord who'd only bore her and keep her away from her true purpose.
what happens when the kings health starts to decline and alicent sends visenya off to be married to lord cregan stark all the way up north? to what lengths will daemon go to get his one true love back? what happens when the fire they hold for one another gets too hot for even the realm to handle?
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a daemon targaryen x oc fanfic
