What if Aegon was a twin? His twin Visenya Targaryen.  Promised to Jacerys Velyaron in order to unit everyone. From the moment she was born she was different. Hated the color green and never understood her mothers hatred. Will she be able to stop the war?
"Mother I love him."
"Hmm. I always thought you were odd. You traded green for red."
Viserra Targaryen always knew she didn't belong. Didn't belong among her siblings, among her family, in the world in which she lived. She knew that her name would not be written in the history books. After all, even with the name Targaryen she was no one. Rumour and whisper rendering her insignificant and truth burried.
So she accustomed to a life in the shadows, hidden away and always silent. Doing her best to keep attention, and with it the questions, away from herself and her family.
But while one plans, the gods look from up above and they laugh...
For in truth, fate has bigger plans for the forgotten princess. Ones which would make her step out of the shadows as her world is thrown into chaos. Ones which would make her choose between blood and family. Ones that may cost her everything...