#targayen

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~Fire & Blood Volume 1:The Dying Of Dragons---A Son For A Son: Page:441~

Her father would never live to see Elaena's first flight, as he passed in 157AC of consumption. They all visited Dragonstone for the funeral, and it was the longest Elaena had ever been away from Sunspark. After watching her sister claim Aurion, the young princess vowed that the first thing she'd do on returning to the city was finally ride her dragon. This turned out to be true, and on her return to the city the young girl accomplished the same feat her grandmother had, becoming a dragonrider at the young age of seven. As they were both still young, their flight was around the city, but she flew every day thereafter, often with her sister beside her. Soon they would be racing each other back and forth to Dragonstone, a skill that proved to be valuable in 161 AC when their brother - King Baelor the Zealot - attempted to keep them locked in Maegor's holdfast. They escaped after one week and made their way to the dragonpit, saddling and flying their dragons to Dragonstone in the dark of the night. There, Elaena was free to fly as often as she pleased, and her sister was free to continue her affair with their cousin Aegon. Baelor, having no dragon of his own, was forced to accept their escape, although their sister Rhaena chose to stay in the Red Keep rather than risk a flight on Aurion's back. She had inherited her father's distaste for dragons, and never had the desire to ride one. She was far less afraid of their brother and King's Landing, and so she stayed in her prison."

Aelyx, Baelon, and Daemion Targaryen, the sons of Aerys Targaryen. Daemion would inherit the lordship of Dragonstone from his father and his descendents continue the house Targaryen

You gasp for air as you have had another one of those, inexplainable, nightmares. You’ve been having them ever since you came to the Redkeep. You must have let out an scream before because one of your handmaidens comes rushing into your room, “Are you alright, my lady? I heard you scream.” You sigh as you, once again, will not hear the end of it from you’re mother for disturbing royals with ‘foolish nightmares’. You speak, “Yes, I am alright, Anya, just another dream, nothing to worry about.” Anya looks suspiciously at you and say, “Are you sure, my lady? Should I go fetch the maester?” You shake your head and Anya bows and leaves. Sometimes, you forget that people would do anything at your bidding because you’re betrothed to one of the most dangerous men in the royal family, Aemond Targaryen. Your mothers have known each other all their life so it wasn’t a surprise when it was announced that Aemond was to be your husband. As you get out of your bed and slip into another night dress, the other drenched in sweat, you notice something out of the corner of your eye. Aemond Targaryen at your window.. with.. a gift? You, instantly, jump and say, “My Prince! What are you doing here? The hour is late.” He hums and nod and says, “Yes, well, I couldn’t sleep. Do you mind?” He gestures to the seat by your fire place and you nod, slowly. He takes the seat and you soon sit in the next seat across from him. After a silence, he, in a whisper, speaks, “I have brought you something,, would you like to see what it is?” You nod and he gives you a sapphire blue box. You take it from him and unlace the bow that was on top when you gasp. There was a beautiful sapphire necklace inside with a pair of earrings to match. You look up at him and ask, “Why did you give this to me, My Prince?” He looks regretful for a moment then says, “Why? Do you not like it?” You say, “No, I love it, it’s beautiful. But I don’t understand, you have been cold towards me since the day the King announced our marriage.. why give me such a beautiful gift now?” He sighs and says, “I know and I apologize, that isn’t how my betrothed should be treated.. I’m sorry.” You nod before looking down at the necklace again... you look closely to see that it has the Targaryen house symbol on it.. The three headed dragon. You speak after a moment of silence, ”Thank you, My Pri-,” He stops you and says, “Please, call me Aemond.” You nod, “Thank you.. Aemond.” Testing the word on your tongue.. it gives you a weird sense of comfort. He, then, speaks, “And, don’t let that Jason Lannister that close to you again, or I’ll cut out his tongue and feed him to my dragon.” He, then, swiftly get up out of his seat and leaves.