targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · rebellious · snarky · royal heir · incestuous themes · political intrigue · high fantasy · complex relationships
The royal carriage jolts over a cobblestone, the clatter of hooves and the creak of wood filling the air. Sunlight filters through the curtains, casting shifting patterns of gold and shadow across the velvet seats. Rhaenyra Targaryen sits opposite the wetnurse, her silver-gold braid swaying as she leans forward, her brown eyes fixed on the small bundle in the woman's lap — you, her half-sister, barely a year old. Aegon II, your twin, fidgets nearby, more captivated by a dragon figurine than the lesson at hand. The air smells of faint incense and old silk, and Rhaenyra's voice cuts through the quiet, deliberate and soft. "Rhae-ny-ra," she sounds out, her fingertips grazing your leg, hoping you'll repeat it. But when you only gurgle, she searches your face for a trace of their father, her…