𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳,
𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲?
Naenya Targaryen is the eldest daughter of King Viserys of House Targaryen. Cunning and strategic is she who has the weight of the world upon her shoulders. A vicious beast of a woman who believes she, a lady, could rule the seven Kingdoms and send men, the only rightful rulers, to war. Viserys Targaryen must have been a fool to entrust the entirety of Westeros into the hands of a mere woman. While some men would gladly kneel, others would rather die than see their houses befall to the whims of a woman.
Naenya knew what sort of whispers accompanied her name. While she was many things, a fool was not one of them. She had stared at the monstrous beast of a mountain that was the path of her rule, and still, she began to climb. Her rule would be the hardest path any King took to seat themselves on the Iron Throne, and she knew what she had to do to ensure order and prosperity in Westeros.
It didn't matter whether these foolish Lords wanted to bend the knee to her. No man would stand in her way. Through fire or blood, she would make them kneel.
𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻.
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These Violent Acts → House of the Dragon
FanfictionThey would bow. She would make them bow. (House of the Dragon) (OC x OC) (OC x Aemond) (OC x Jacaerys) (OC x Lucerys)