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"I cannot stand by, watching as everything happens. Not when I have been given the gift to foresee them!" ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ IN WHICH Valaena Belaerys adventures into the unknown with her friends, not knowing that she could lose everything. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "We could run away." Valaena suggested, her hand raised to the clear sky above the pair who were lying on the ground. "We could go to Old Valyria and not have to think about these old men and their dumb games, only eating cake, just like we planned all those years ago." "As tempting as that sounds, my dear cousin," a heavily pregnant Rhaenyra responded, hand rubbing soothing circles on her swollen belly. "It is my birthright to take the throne and lead this kingdom to a better future, no matter what those old men have to say about it." "Nyra," Valaena responded, hesitating slightly as she thought her words over, not wanting to upset her cousin. "You know that they are not ready for a woman to sit on that throne." "I do not care." Rhaenyra snapped. "They will have me as their queen whether they like it or not." Valaena watched as the woman stood and walked away, unaware of the worried look on the older woman's face as she thought of the destruction yet to come. [oc x daemon targaryen] [Started 10.25.2022] [Published 1.15.2023] [Finished - ongoing]
THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS.
