π‘ π‘¦π‘›π‘œπ‘π‘ π‘–π‘ 

α―½|—꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚β€”|α―½

π‘π‘’π‘œπ‘π‘™π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘”π‘œπ‘›π‘  π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘”π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ,
𝑏𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑀𝑒 π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’

꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚

π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘, 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜π‘  𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’
... 𝑀𝑒 π‘Žπ‘™π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘  β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’

α―½|—꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚β€”|α―½


















queen rhaella targaryen always knew she would birth twins when her belly swelled for the third time. and the night those twins came wailing into the world, the most savage storm in all of westeros howled outside.

these silver-haired princesses were taken across the narrow sea with their elder brother, where all three lived in exile for seventeen long years.

but the eon of dragons was returning. the Targaryen Twins, who bathe in fire and ride the sky, will come for what is rightfully theirs because you do not steal from the dragon, the dragon remembers.

the last of the targaryens without any land, nor armies, nor gold would somehow conquer all three in the short span of a year... along with four dragons.

and thus many believed they were their best, and only hope, for a better world; many like rikson stark, the last of the starks after the endless war of the five kings.

when fate brings these forces of ice and fire together, they awaken a prophecy whispered across thousands of years in the memories of the blood kings of old. the dance of ice and fire, some people called it.

the war for the dawn is upon them; the cold gods, the ones in the night, the white shadows, are awakening to cloak the world in an endless night.

the great war, 'twas named in the history books, where many sacrificed and three together brought an end to the terrible winter seen centuries ago.


















α―½|—꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚β€”|α―½

The wolf and the dragon are one in the same. When lonely; one cries to the moon, the other to the sky.

꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚

She sat up with her hair disheveled and
the bedclothes atangle. Her husband slept
beside her, yet she was alone.

α―½|—꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚β€”|α―½


















" it's time we take back what is ours "


















β€’ πƒπ€π„ππ„π‘π˜π’ π“π€π‘π†π€π‘π˜π„π β€’Β 

ΰΌ» The Mother of Dragons, Mhysa, the Silver Queen, the Breaker of Chains, the Dragon Queen, the Queen Across the Waters ΰΌΊ

꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚

β€’ π‘π‡π€π„ππ„π‘π˜π’ π“π€π‘π†π€π‘π˜π„π β€’Β 

ΰΌ» The Dragonmother, Mhysa, Bride of Fire, Slayer of Lies, the Dragon Princess, Silver Lady, the Princess Across the Sea ΰΌΊ

꧁*‒𑁍‒*κ§‚

β€’ π‘πˆπŠπ’πŽπ π’π“π€π‘πŠ β€’

ΰΌ» The Iceborn, the Twilight Wolf, Commander
of Beasts, the Blood Wolf, the Direwolf King,
the Last Wolf ΰΌΊ












" our reign has just begun "


















β€” they're the queens we chose ΰΌ†| .β€’

__________ ❁𖒻❁ __________

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