Fatebringer | Viserys Targaryen
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  • Reads 13,436
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  • Parts 34
  • Time 12h 3m
Complete, First published Aug 02, 2024
As the tangled strings bearing the fate of House Targaryen neared their breaking point, a lone figure rose with the aim of untangling and strengthening the cords that bound them together, believing that given the right tug, one string could become the weapon that returned them the Iron Throne. (GoT S1 - onward)
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with Bruna Marquezine as Princess Ysira Martell
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GoT S1 - onward
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All credit for original characters and original plot goes to George R.R. Martin for the A Song of Ice and Fire book series and the Game of Thrones television series. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the show. Thank you George, for creating the world of ASOIAF. Thank you all, for reading.
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I do not at any point in time give permission for my fanfiction content or original characters to be used for any purposes outside of my writing. I own all original characters appearing in this fic and do not consent to the usage of my story by anyone other than myself. Readers are welcome, plagiarizers are not.

Written from August 2, 2024 - September 7, 2024
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