TheBellTolls



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    Prince Daeron Targaryen, third son of King Viserys and Alicent Hightower, had wanted many different things over the course of his young life. To be a septon, a troubadour in a mummer’s troupe, a maester trained in herblore or healing, or one who tends to the books in the Citadel’s library. Or to have a lady love like the silk merchant and his wife; children whose laughter filled the home from rushes to rafters. It all came back to belonging. All his hopes and dreams had ever done so since becoming a ward of Oldtown at five, at an earlier age than most.

    When the king’s niece Lady Baela comes to court with her grandmother, Daeron finds himself caught by the doe-large eyes and wry half-smile of the last woman he should ever want, the one woman he can’t have; the daughter of the enemy, Daemon Targaryen. Bitter rival to Otto Hightower, his grandfather, and husband to Princess Rhaenyra, the king’s firstborn daughter and chosen heir to the Iron Throne. They who Otto said would never suffer a rival claimant to live. But Otto is a man little given to sentiment in his own life, even with his own flesh and blood. Daeron must find his own way and he will learn he is not alone in having turbulent familial ties.

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    Aegon II Targaryen earned the chance to change the fate of his family and stop the Dance of the Dragons. The Gods of Old Valyria have very little faith in him with the exception of the one who created the Dragons in the first place. Now the only question is will he be able to do it?

    This is primarily a team green fanfic but besides a short few, it's also team black friendly

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    They say that, in the moments before death, you can see your life flash before your eyes. As he plummeted toward his end, Daemon Targaryen didn't see a fucking thing. But many thoughts raced through his mind.

    He had always told himself he had no regrets. But that wasn’t true.

    He regretted surrendering his crown to his ungrateful niece. He regretted marrying her. He regretted letting her place Harwin Strong’s children above his own—if Aegon and Viserys were even his at all.

    His eyes searched the sky for the great green beast, but it had already vanished beneath the waters of the God's Eye, taking its rider with it. Bitterness and fury gripped the Rogue Prince. Everything he had done—everything he had sacrificed—had been for the honor and glory of House Targaryen. And for what? So a drunkard or a spoiled child could sit the Iron Throne? His House had been reduced to a shadow of what it once was, and history would remember him as nothing more than a consort—the lapdog of a whore queen.

    He closed his eyes, awaiting death’s cold embrace, and in that final instant, he wished—if only for a moment—that he could do it all over again.

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    Alicent's sobs echoed in the room as she looked at her father, her eyes pleading for a way out of the impending marriage. "Father, please," she choked out, her voice trembling. "Can't you speak to the King? Can't you make him understand that this is not what I want?"

    Otto's expression remained unyielding, his voice a mix of authority and paternal concern. "Alicent, this is not just about what you want," he replied, his tone unwavering. "It's about the honor and future of House Hightower. The King's choice is a great honor, and you will fulfill your duty as his Queen."

    Gwayne stepped forward, his voice softer, tinged with sympathy. "Sister, I understand your feelings, but our family's position is delicate. The King's favor is not something we can take lightly."

    Alicent's tears flowed freely as she looked between her father and brother. "But what about what I want?" she cried out, her voice breaking. "What about my dreams, my aspirations? Am I to be nothing more than a pawn in this game of thrones?"

    Otto's gaze hardened, his voice stern. "Your dreams must align with the needs of our house, Alicent. This marriage is an opportunity to secure our family's future."

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    The Wild gave something back.

     

    (The final girl staggered out from the bushes like a snake shedding its skin. "I'm here," Jackie said, voice raspy from silence and screaming. "I'm still here.")

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