Rhaenyra and Daemon's union is sealed in betrothal, celebrating their joyous wedding a few moons later, as befitting the heirs to the throne. Soon after, Rhaenyra is confirmed to be carrying their first child, a pivotal figure destined to navigate the unprecedented challenges facing the realm. Recognizing a divine blessing from the Old Gods of Valyria, Aenaera's parents fervently pray for a soulmate capable of guiding their child through the extraordinary path that lies ahead. As Aenaera matures, an enigmatic bond unfolds between her and her Uncle Aemond, unveiling a connection that transcends the ordinary ties of family.
This story does not follow canon events from house of the dragon tv show and the books timeline. This is a piece of fanfiction and not an actual book. I will be creating this story as I go, so please be patient with me. The only other platform this should be found on is Ao3 under @Protego_A_Writer, should anyone else be using the material I have written, please notify me.
In the bloody realm of Westeros, a dark and dramatic tale unfolds. The young daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen, burdened with a legacy of power and betrayal, returns to the ominous streets of King's Landing after her mother's tragic death. Determined to reclaim her rightful place as a Targaryen and master a formidable dragon of her own, she embarks on a perilous journey of freeing the people of tyrants heavy fist.
Among the shadows of the Red Keep, she crosses paths with Aegon Targaryen, a brooding figure bearing the weight of his ambitions. Their meeting is charged with tension, as secrets and hidden desires simmer beneath the surface. The Iron Throne beckons and their fates become inexorably entwined, setting the stage for a cataclysmic clash that will shatter the realm.
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