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DRAGON'S DAWN , house of the dragon
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DRAGON'S DAWN . . . written by roxy

𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔'𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔, 302 𝑎𝑐.

Sunlight streamed through stained glass windows, casting kaleidoscopic patterns on the floor. The air smelled of polished wood, incense, and the weight of history. Daenerys stepped forward, her footsteps echoing as she approached the imposing throne. Its jagged blades, forged from the swords of fallen warriors, seemed to reach for the heavens. The Iron Throne was both a symbol of dominion and a curse - a coveted prize that had consumed kings and queens alike. Her silver-white hair cascaded down her back, the braids interwoven with tiny golden beads. She wore a turquoise dress, embroidered with golden thread. Daenerys reached out, her fingers grazing the cold metal. She imagined the countless rulers who had sat here - some just, others cruel. But she would be different. Finally, she stepped onto the throne. She settled onto the twisted seat, her spine straightening. The metal seemed to mold to her contours, as if acknowledging her rightful place.

"Your Grace." A soft voice called out from the other side of the Throne room. Allyria Dayne, now Lady of Starfall, stepped closer to the Queen, she slightly bowed her head. Black of hair with a single streak of silver on the right side of her face, a mark to forever remind herself where her true loyalties laid. Her eyes a dark shade of purple, moving fast as she admired the way Daenerys looked sat upon the throne.

"I hope I am not dusturbing your quiet."

Daenerys smiled and shook her head.

"Tell me, Allyria, since you know surely more than I do. Do you believe my family and our ancestors, are worthy of this throne."

Allyria's eyes widened, as if Daenerys had just spoken the biggest basphemy in the world.

"Of course, Daenerys." The formalities fell as Allyria furrowed her brows at the Queen.

"All of them did, whether they were good or bad, that is a throne worthy only of the members of House Targaryen, no other man should sit there."

Daenerys chuckled at her words, Allyria was even worse than the rumors depicted her, but in a good way.

"Do you believe in the tales the maesters tell about our ancestors?"

Allyria's face contorted into a grimace.

"I'd rather throw myself from the highest tower of Starfall than reading what the maesters wrote about House Targaryen. They were never objective. They have a stick up their arse since Maegor challenged them."

Daenerys laughed, she enjoyed how direct Allyria was, it was surely refreshing. She was nothing like the petty lords she'd met at court since she returned from Essos. Westeros was boring, antiquate, just like its people. They couldn't compare to Meereen or any folk of the free cities of Essos.

"I wish to know more about the Targaryen dynasty, I heard you have books written by trustworthy sources. Will you read them for me?"

Allyria grinned at her words, her eyes sparkled at the request.

The Targaryen dynasty is known to the greatest dynasty that the world has ever seen. A dynasty forged in 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅. The last remaining dragonlords of the Old Blood of Valyria. The Empire of Valyria, the greatest known to men. Not even the Empire of Yi Ti could compete with it. The Gods-Emperors could not compare to the men and women with silver-white hair, violet eyes and pale milky skin mounting the fire breathing beasts.

𝑰𝒇 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔.

Truth to be told, the maesters who kept the histories and stories of the great members of House Targaryen never did them justice. As the Faith of the Seven was repulsed by the traditions the dragonlords brought with them. Despite the desire of unity under one single religion - The Seven Pointed Star - the High Septons never truly wanted to bent at the will of the Targaryens and their blasphemous traditions.

So here in these very pages, I shall tell you the true tales and stories of House Targaryen.

Our journey begins with 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒔.

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PLEASE NOTE , i do not own the fire and blood and the a song of ice and fire characters, nor the storylines of the books !
this book contains modified extracts of fire and blood purely for fictional purposes, everything belongs to george rr martin . . .
however, i own the fictional storyline and all the ocs !
if you wish to read fire and blood and you don't want spoilers, i highly suggest to not read the first chapters of this fic, because, as i said before, it contains modified extracts from the original book !
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author's notes , here we are finally, this book was published a while ago and then taken down because i had no actual idea of how to work out the plot, but i recently decided to adapt the story to some ideas i got thanks to my bots on character ai

this book will be therapy for some after the second season of hotd (i'm some) and it will treat more political and romantic storylines rather than the usual war stuff that it's starting to get so fucking boring if you ask me with targaryens just killing each other (lame as fuck george martin, go retire your old ass fr)

it also must be said that this book is an alternative au of my other book (currently taken down) and it contains gore, incest, mature themes, possibly some tumblr styled smuts and the usual things of a asoiaf fanfic

please, also note that this is purely my perception of the characters and how i picture them in this au, keep your opinions (and especially hate) of the show characters and their doings to yourself (bc i couldn't care less) and because it serves no purpose criticizing the characters of the show if this is a fanfiction, xoxo

now that we got all these things cleared up, don't forget to vote and comment (please spam, i love people who spam comments while reading, it's giving live reaction) and it motivated me to keep going,

dedicated to all hardcore targaryen fans and silent hotd enjoyers who are chill af and think the war was useless and to the girlies that applied to my applyfic, your ocs will be in this fic ladies ! summermaids blushingly- jenowrlds Sirenslulaby

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