Silver Curse || Jacaerys Velaryon

She came from ash, from dirt, from flame,
A bastard girl with no true name.
No claim to crown, no noble line-
Just scars and rage and blood not mine.

They called her nothing. Let her rot.
But fate remembers what the world forgot.
The court is cold, the dragons cruel,
The prince looks on-but plays the fool.

He tries to look away, to stand above,
But his eyes betray a quiet love.
He wears his crown, she wears her scars,
But they are tethered-heart to stars.

She does not beg. She will not bend.
She's not the start, but she may be the end.
The sky will split. The fire will stir.
And every eye will turn to her.

Jacaerys Velaryon x OC