Devotion || Aerion "Brightflame" Targaryen
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They whisper of Prince Aerion Brightflame-the man who thinks himself a dragon. They say he cannot be tamed...except, perhaps, Vaelyra Velaryon. A girl of Old Valyria.
And if that is true-then devotion is not a gift.
It is a weapon.
|| Aerion Targaryen X OC ||
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