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In The Shadows Hides The Dragon

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Time 14h 47m

Tungdil-Goldhand

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"Has he called the dragon Balerion?!" she asked to herself aloud, unable to understand why her nephew was calling the one who was clearly his dragon the same way as the Conqueror had done.

An amused tongue click and a giggle to her right reminded her that she was no longer alone and that now there were people paying attention to her. Trying to keep vertical while the dragon took a couple of clumsy strides, to propel itself towards the sky with a powerful beating of wings with the third stride, Dany grabbed onto Ser Jaime as best she could, while this one looked at her with some amusement.

"Oh! That! You see, my royal sister, here our nephew Aegon is not the Sixth of His Name, since he has already been, is being and will be the First of his Name. Hence, The Dragon Reborn, my princess. That dragon is the fucking Black Dread and that one there that is going to deprive the Khal of his head, the fucking Conqueror, Your Excellence."All Rights Reserved

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A Tale of Blood, Betrayal, and the Rise of a Forgotten Heir The whispers of the past are not so easily silenced. Daenys Pyre was born in the shadows-a Targaryen bastard, raised in the back alleys of Pentos, unaware of the blood that burned in her veins. She lived as the daughter of a courtesan, far from the power and glory of the Seven Kingdoms, until a single truth shattered her world: she is the daughter of King Rhaegar Targaryen, the lost heir to a stolen birthright. Hunted by those who would see her erased, Daenys flees across the Narrow Sea, seeking refuge in the land her father once ruled. But Westeros is not the homecoming she imagined. The Iron Throne is not hers to claim. It belongs to her half-brother, Prince Daeron II, the firstborn son, the king who should have been her greatest ally-but now stands as her greatest rival. The court of King's Landing is a nest of vipers, ruled by the cunning and ruthless Queen Mother, Alicent Hightower. And in the shadows, her enemies plot her downfall-Prince Aerion Targaryen, her uncle, a man with a hunger for power, and the lords who would see her blood spilled before she could ever rise. But Daenys is not alone. The Velaryons, the Baratheons, the Tyrells, and the forgotten loyalists of her father's reign begin to whisper her name. And as she steps onto the path of war, a secret buried in her past threatens to reshape the very fate of the realm. A dragon does not beg. A dragon does not kneel. And when fire and blood call her name, Daenys will answer.

Shadow of the Dragon Queen by voidlaufeyson

"While I was within that crypt, words were spoken by Tyrion; he revealed Daenerys's plans to Lady Sansa in hopes it would reach you, she found only Tormund before she could make her way to you." Varys tells me, my brows furrow as he continues to speak. "They have begun to plan for what may happen after Daenerys's rule begins, and it does not start until your life is taken." Shock passes over my body, Odanno's hand rests on my forearm to steady me. I shake my head as realization floods in. "I know why. I know why she plans to kill me." I say, Varys looks at me with intensity in his eyes. "She must wipe away all other claims to her throne, Jon will only be next in line for the slaughter." "But you are a bastard, you have no claim." Sansa says, taking a step toward me. "No, it's all been a lie. Every story I've heard about my parentage, all of it. Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark were married in secret. My father never raped my mother, they were in love with another. Robert's Rebellion was built on a lie, and Jon is my brother. Jon is Aegon Targaryen, born only minutes after I came from my mother's womb." They stare at me in shock, eyes not moving from my own. "Sam and Bran pieced it together, working with Bran's visions and Sam's knowledge be learned at the citadel. Jon and I swore one another to secrecy in fear of Daenerys, just as your all must be now. No one can know of this, not even those you trust the most." "You are the true Heir to the Iron Throne." Varys breathes, silence passes over all of us. Tormund moves first, falling to one knee as he takes my hand in his own. He holds my eyes for a moment before he bows his head to me. Odanno follows, sinking to one knee as his head bows. Varys takes a knee beside him, snow coating his black coat. I watch in shock as Sansa sinks into a low curtsy, bowing her head to me.

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A Shadow of Fire

A Tale of Blood, Betrayal, and the Rise of a Forgotten Heir The whispers of the past are not so easily silenced. Daenys Pyre was born in the shadows-a Targaryen bastard, raised in the back alleys of Pentos, unaware of the blood that burned in her veins. She lived as the daughter of a courtesan, far from the power and glory of the Seven Kingdoms, until a single truth shattered her world: she is the daughter of King Rhaegar Targaryen, the lost heir to a stolen birthright. Hunted by those who would see her erased, Daenys flees across the Narrow Sea, seeking refuge in the land her father once ruled. But Westeros is not the homecoming she imagined. The Iron Throne is not hers to claim. It belongs to her half-brother, Prince Daeron II, the firstborn son, the king who should have been her greatest ally-but now stands as her greatest rival. The court of King's Landing is a nest of vipers, ruled by the cunning and ruthless Queen Mother, Alicent Hightower. And in the shadows, her enemies plot her downfall-Prince Aerion Targaryen, her uncle, a man with a hunger for power, and the lords who would see her blood spilled before she could ever rise. But Daenys is not alone. The Velaryons, the Baratheons, the Tyrells, and the forgotten loyalists of her father's reign begin to whisper her name. And as she steps onto the path of war, a secret buried in her past threatens to reshape the very fate of the realm. A dragon does not beg. A dragon does not kneel. And when fire and blood call her name, Daenys will answer.