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Ongoing, First published Jul 22
Mature
3 new parts
She was a young lady that was loved by everyone 

He was a drunk king that was hated by everyone 

But apparently they were match made in haven 
 


Their marriage was nothing more than a political arrangement, a union sealed by the demands of the crown, not the desires of the heart. To Aegon II, Alessandra was meant to be nothing more than a silent, dutiful young wife, a figure to stand at his side and little else. But from the moment she entered his life, she defied every expectation.

With quiet strength and unwavering grace, she challenged him in ways no one dared. She became his greatest passion, the steady flame that tempered his recklessness and silenced the whispers that called him unfit to rule. Under her influence, the king the realm once scorned became a sovereign worth following, not because of his crown, but because of the woman who stood beside it.

Yet the gods weave strange and dangerous threads. Alessandra's kindness, her beauty, and the warmth she offered so freely would ripple far beyond the man she vowed to love. And in the shadowed halls of the Red Keep, even a queen's light can cast shadows long enough to lead other hearts into darkness...


Aegon II Targaryen X Alessandra (OC)

*all the credits except for my oc's go to George R.
R. Martin and Ryan Condal
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