The First Flame
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Last published Sun, Jul 12, 2026
One lie. One child. One kingdom forever changed.
On the night Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen swore before gods and men that nothing had happened between her and Prince Daemon, she carried a secret no one-not even she-knew existed.
Born into whispers and raised as the daughter of Laenor Velaryon, the firstborn princess grows to become the heart of House Targaryen. As old rivalries threaten to divide the realm, she refuses to let ambition destroy the family she loves.
In a world where history expected fire and blood, perhaps all it ever needed was one dragon willing to choose peace.
An alternate universe where the Dance of the Dragons never comes to pass, old Valyria's traditions endure, and House Targaryen remains united.
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