Our Dreams (Daeron Targaryen Fanfic)

Our Dreams (Daeron Targaryen Fanfic)

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Daeron sighs softly, his gaze drifting somewhere distant. "I've seen you in my dreams." "Fair enough," Elllia replies, allowing a small smile. "You've always been one of mine." Daeron Targaryen has always been Ellia Stark's dream ever since she met him. - This written in 1st POV of the main female character, Ellia Stark. Disclaimer: I do not own A Song of Ice and Fire, Tales of Dunk and Egg, or any of the canon characters. All rights belong to George R.R. Martin. I only own the original characters and the twists in this specific plot. No profit is being made from this work.
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