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THE SUN QUEEN - GAME OF THRONES FANFIC

CHAPTER ONE - WHERE IS MY HOME?

𝟐𝟗𝟖 𝐀𝐂, 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋, 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇.

WARNINGS: cursing, sexist jokes (mentioned), angst/talking, homesickness (Dorne related), loneliness, past characters deaths, mentions of women being the weaker sex.

NOTES: Hello, my lovelies!! I'm finally back!! Enjoy!!!

WINTER IN THE NORTH WAS ALL ELLA DAYNE EVER KNEW SINCE ARRIVING IN WINTERFELL. As a Noble born-child-girl from Dorne, where she was raised with the Dornish blood in her veins, humidity like the boiling suns and dry desserts of Sunspear or Starfall never truly bothered Ella growing up, as her Uncle Oberyn Martell, used to tell her she had the blood of her Rhoynar ancestors running through her veins, but she never truly expected the North to have harsh winters, bitter colds for every season to come, and just never ending winter instead of summer seasons, every year to come as well.

What did you truly expect from the North of the Seven Kingdoms in Westeros?

Yet that was what Ella Dayne, knew of Winterfell, almost her whole entire life. Even if she was Dorinsh through her late mother Lady Ashara Dayne of House Dayne.

Ella is Dorinsh, half-Dornish, she knew that from the moment she was born, she always thought it was strange, how she-herself would truly resembled a Targaryen woman, especially with her; white snowy hair with a mix of blackish strips-strands that she had inherited from her own father the late Brandon Stark.

While she had gotten her brownish eyes from her mother's side, she always wondered, if she had any blood relations to the old blood of Valyrian descendants. She never truly questioned or spoke about her features or thoughts out loud to anyone other than to her favorite companion/lady in waiting and friend the Lady Cyrenna Hornwood besides her betrothal the next Lord of Winterfell Robb Stark and his bastard half-brother Jon Snow.

Her handmaiden Wylla Sand once told her that her late mother the Lady Ashara Dayne of House Dayne, was known to the realm with features of the Targaryen's and were consider the Targaryen's reborn and the ones who had fallen during the Targaryen dynasty during Roberts Rebellion but due to their house words ''fallen and reborn'' especially with her mothers purple eyes but not her dark blackish long hair.

When she had just turned 11th name days old Wylla once told Ella to never speak or talk about her features or thoughts out loud ever again, especially around the smallfolk, as words travel fast especially to King's Landing and to the King Robert Baratheon would not like to hear about it especially if it had anything to do with the Targaryens.

Afraid of what would happen to her, after that conversation with her handmaiden Wylla, little Ella never spoke about her features ever again. Within, the walls of Winterfell, Ella always felt like an outsider and always longed to go back home to either Sunspear or Starfall. She never truly felt like she belonged in the North.

Lord Ned Stark always told her she was his family no matter what, she made not have the Stark name yet, but she was a Stark by blood or not, yet Lady Catelyn Stark made sure to make Ella feel like she never truly belonged to Winterfell or the North, in a way Lady Catelyn Stark had her own demons with Ella Dayne, just as she had them with her husband's bastard son Jon Snow either blaming her for her former betrothed to her late father Brandon Stark's death or blaming her for her mother Ashara Dayne being long gone, since Lady Stark knew Lord Stark was once infatuated with the late Lady Ashara Dayne before the war had even happened.

Ever since, Ella had arrived in Winterfell in 289 AC, the Northerners smallfolk and commonfolk never truly spoke to her due to her being an outsider or her feeling like an outsider on her own, especially with having a Southern mother and a Northerner father from Dorne and the North.

It was known throughout the realm of the Seven Kingdoms that Ella Dayne's late mother the Lady Ashara Dayne had married her father Lord Brandon Stark the former heir to Winterfell in secret right before Roberts Rebellion had even started. Over time, as Ella Dayne grew up in the North, the smallfolk warmed up to her as one of their own, one day she would be their next Lady of Winterfell along side her first-cousin the next Lord of Winterfell Robb Stark, they even had given her the nickname, "The Dornish Beauty of The North."

And yet that title felt like she would never truly belong here, no matter how much she tried to be one of them. In the North with her family, that she felt was not really her family at all. She missed Dorne, Sunspear and Starfall, so much, she felt homesickness just by being here, even far away from her own home. In a way, she guessed that was why Lady Stark, slightly kept a closer eye on her throughout her years being here at Winterfell with the Stark family. She was just like Lady Catelyn Stark, who was also taken from her home Riverrun as well as, just like Ella in Dorne.

"There you are Ella!" Cyrenna exclaimed, grabbing the fabrics of her gray-ish skirts, rushing towards the Godswood. "I have been looking everywhere for you, Ser Griff has even looked for you in the training grounds with Robb and Jon, while your handmaiden Wylla went to go see if you were with Septa Mordane, who is with Sansa and Arya at the moment."

"Pity, now I have been found," Ella mumbled, looking up from her book slightly, still grasping onto the book her Uncle Oberyn had sent to her from all the way from Dorne not that long ago. "Well, you found me my lady righteous. Do tell, were the boys giving you a hard time now that I wasn't there to save you?'' she joked, now looking over at her lady friend and companion Cyrenna Hornwood.

Ella Dayne and Cyrenna Hornwood have known each other since 292 AC, right after Ella Dayne was sent to Winterfell as a ward under the direct orders of Prince Doran Martell, who found a betrothal pact for the young Lady Ella Dayne of Starfall to her first-cousin the next Lord of Winterfell Robb Stark. It was right after the Greyjoy Rebellion that Ella Dayne was sent to Winterfell in 289 AC.

Ella Dayne and Robb Stark were sent to be wed in due time, because both of them are the heirs of Winterfell. But as always living in a man's world, women did not have any claim to any household titles, lands, or any freedom. Just heirs to squeeze out for their Lord husbands and continue their legacies. Robb Stark through Lord Eddard Stark and Ella Dayne through Lord Stark's elder late brother Brandon Stark were brothers making Ella and Robb first-cousins, so it would be fair for them to wed as the Stark's of the North have done for centuries.

From there she met the Lady Cyrenna Hornwood, who was also kept as a ward and lady-in-waiting from the Hornwood northerner family for Lady Sansa Stark, as a lady in waiting, but was then directed to Lady Ella Dayne who was just a year younger than her, when the time for her to do her lady duties as the new Lady of Winterfell.

Just like her the Lady Cyrenna Hornwood, is also a noble lady from a noble Northerner household, which was the House Hornwood, a bannermen of the Starks of Winterfell. Her father Lord Halys Hornwood and her elder brother Daryn Hornwood, would wait for Cyrenna to return to her home when the time was right, which was for her to wait until Lady Ella Dayne was to wed Lord Eddard Stark's son Robb Stark.

"No," Cyrenna said comically, stretching out her hand to help Ella up from the snowy ground of the Godswood. "Those boys are nothing but trouble, especially-excuse my language that annoying fucker Theon Greyjoy. All he ever does is tease me or give me his stupid sex jokes about what is underneath my skirts all the damn time."

Ella raised a brow in question. She didn't hate Theon Greyjoy for being a cunt to anyone, but she did dislike him for the way he talked down on women and bastards, especially to her, Jon, and Cyrenna knowing that the three of them growing up alongside the three boys was torture enough that they had to endure Theon Greyjoy's sexist discriminatory opinionated man ego.

Ella's jaw clenched tightly at that. "Have you told my Uncle Ned, Lord Stark, about this Ann?" She was concerned for Cyrenna's well-being who never did any harm to anyone or anything for that matter, making her question Ann slightly. "Theon Greyjoy is a fucking dimwitted asshole. Don't let him get to you."

"It's fine. I'm fine," her lady companion told her partly-honestly. "Now come my lady, we have to go before Ser Griff finds us both here or worse the guards of Winterfell find us in the Godswood, where we are not supposed to be here unattended, without Ser Griff or Lord Stark."

Ella didn't question her brown-haired lady friend knowing that Cyrenna Hornwood could take care of herself making her believe that her friend-lady companion had her own wits up, her sleeves on handling the sexist asshole Theon Greyjoy, like any hot tempered woman would do to her asshole Lord husband.

"C'mon," Ella sighed, changing the subject already, dusting off some snow off her fur-black cloak, also dusting off snow off her purple sleeves as well. "We have to go to the court yard and meet with the Stark boys and Jon, before my sworn shield Ser Griff gets there before us and tells Wylla that I snuck out to the Godswood yet again."

"Oh yes, we don't want to anger Lady Stark again now, do we?" Cyrenna shutters at the thought of Lady Catelyn, finding them two not doing their lady-duties with Septa Mordane who is with Arya and Sansa, at the moment even if the two girls have a free pass from Lord Stark himself, to be in the training grounds with Robb, Jon, Theon, Bran, and little Rickon.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Ella replied satirically, now holding her book in one hand while holding her other hand intertwined with Cyrenna's own left-hand as they both walked out of the Godswood together, ignoring the calm atmosphere around them two.

"Do you know that Robb and Jon have already begun to practice archery without you? So has Bran and little Rickon," Cyrenna questioned, out of nowhere making both her and Ella halt for a fat minute.

"What!" the white haired female said, looking over at her lady companion dumbly. "And they told you this? Both Jon and Robb?"

"Yes...," she paused slightly. "Robb and Jon told me to tell you that, when I had found you not to be a sore loser about it that they beat you to go and practice archery in the courtyard first. It's okay not to know if some things are not to be said at all."

"Those assholes," she mumbled underneath her breath, cursing both Stark and Snow brothers in her head as always. "They always do that when I'm in the Godswood reading my books. Jokes on them two, they're just mad that I beat them both in advanced archery practice yesterday, especially Robb who seems to like to taunt me about it for some reason."

Cyrenna shook her head jocularly. "You and Robb have got to stop bickering like little children. One day you both will wed each other and rule over Winterfell and the North together as husband and wife."

Ella turns her head away from Cyrenna momentarily, swallowing thickly at the thought of marrying Robb Stark. "I don't want to wed Robb, Ann. I never did. I love him, but not in that way. Sometimes, I wish I had a dragon that way me and you could go see the world across the Narrow Sea and eat only cake. Get away from Westeros and its cursed laws of women being here to only squeeze out heirs."

"We are not Targaryens, Ella," Cyrenna told her softly, seeing the pained expression on Ella's pale face at the thought of marrying someone she did not love in that sort of way. "We have duties to our families, to our houses, to the realm. It does not matter who we love, it only matters that we are seen as noble ladies and broodmares in the eyes of men. You learn from it or you live with it either way, we don't always get what we want, Ella."

Ella exhaled through her nostrils, she knew Cyrenna had a point and that she was half-right. But that did not mean she wanted to live as a caged and chained woman all her life, just to squeeze out heirs and live by her Lord Husband's rules and commands.

But she knew Robb Stark was neither a cruel or a vile young man who looked down on women, simply because they were the weaker sex in men's eyes. Still she loved him yes, but not in that way she loved his bastard half-brother Jon Snow. Which made her heart hurt even more, as she knew they could never be together as she is a noble Lady of House Dayne and him a bastard of House Stark.

It felt like history was doomed to repeat itself 17 years later with her father Brandon Stark, her mother Ashara Dayne, and her uncle Ned Stark with a tragic love story all over again. Even in death her mother and father still haunted her in her dreams and nightmares.

Only this time with Robb Stark, Ella Dayne, and Jon Snow.

"When, will that cycle ever end for us women to Ann?" Ella asked quietly, finally meeting her lady friends dark brown eyes plainly.

For that Lady Cyrenna Hornwood did not have an answer at all, knowing that she was just a normal noble woman like Lady Ella Dayne and any other noble women who have been through this repeated cycle for centuries and so forth. It would never truly end, not really, it would always be the same cycle all over again, for woman who were the weaker sex in men's eyes.

After all this was a men's world and woman were simply living in it.

But one question did stick to Lady Ella Dayne's thoughts and mind all together; Where is her home. Her true home.

Was it Dorne or was it the North?

Where did she truly belong after all?

Only time would tell for her and only her.

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felixaussiegf · 1 year ago

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 - “𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄’’

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: The war to Robert’s Rebellion is finally over, Robert Baratheon has finally destroy the Targaryen Dynasty. He has killed Prince Rhaegar Targaryen at the Trident, while Princess Elia Martell and her three children Rhaenys, Aegon, and Viserra, were killed by Lord Tywin Lannister's orders during the Sack of King's Landing. But is that really true? No, one child still lives, Viserra Targaryen, the last true living child and youngest child of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell. In 283 AC, Ashara Dayne, the sister to the late Ser Arthur Dayne and one of Elia Martell’s ladies-and-waiting, but also one of her best friends during Robert's Rebellion and Ser Jon Connington one of Rhaegar Targaryen's best loyal knights and best friend decides to send a raven to the Prince Oberyn Martell in, Dorne stating for him to come to Starfall, alone where she and the exile knight have something important to tell Oberyn Martell, whether or not it might put all their lives in danger or in jeopardy.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: cursing, robert’s rebellion war mention, characters deaths mention, suicide thoughts, war, betrayal, violence, angst, secrets. (Please, remind me if there are any missing warnings, I have missed or forgotten)

𝐀/𝐍: Ahhhh, hello my loves! SUPRISE!!! I have decided to do the GOT fanfic, instead of doing it on Wattpad, I will be doing it on Tumblr. This story will be following the TV series and a bit of the books spoiler’s; but mostly the TV series GOT, so please remember that. There is not much warnings for this chapter as, it is the Prologue to this story. Also, for the story I decided to put Ashara Dayne in my story she will not die like in the books, she still lives in GOT universe because to be honest, I really do love her character, and well she is a badass woman. Also for Ser Jon Connington, I have decided to add him as well, in which both GOT characters will have a bigger part in this story.

𝟐𝟖𝟑 𝐀𝐂, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄, 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀’𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐄: 𝟔 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐃.

Looking outside, through one the window’s of the castle of the beautiful sea of Star-Fall, were it is located in the western Red Mountains, stood a beautiful woman who is a tall and a fair maiden all together. Her long dark hair tumbled around her shoulders but what really got other’s attention were her very own eyes in particular her beautiful purple eyes who some would say she would be consider a Targaryen or resemble one at that. The ones that did know her very well, she went by the name of Ashara Dayne. But the ones who did not know her well like to gossip and talk at court, behind her back and would call her -

“𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬.’’

The sister of the late Ser Arthur Dayne, "The Sword Of The Morning." With her, she carried a beautiful babe, not even a year old yet. The babe who truly resembled a true 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧, just like her late father Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, as her elder siblings Rhaenys and Aegon Targaryen truly looked like their own mother with their very own Dornish features, on the other hand Viserra, truly did look like her late father, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen with her little scruff of white hair poking out of her head, while her little brownish eyes with a bit of blueish hue in them and her appearance, told a different tale her eyes truly resembled a 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥, just like her late mother Princess Elia Martell.

Ashara felt sorry, for the little babe, for Viserra will never get to meet her mother and father, but her siblings Rhaenys and Aegon, as well. Ashara knew this world was a men’s world and women were just simply living in it, to just be broodmares and give men the heirs they truly needed, but little Viserra will never be that type of Queen or get to meet or, see her family ever again, as they were taken from her, before she could even say goodbye to any of them.

Her grandmother Queen Rhaella was dead, her grandfather the Mad King Aerys was dead as well, as her father and mother Prince Rhaegar and Princess Elia were dead, her sister and brother the late Princess Rhaenys and Prince Aegon were dead as well.

The whereabouts of her Uncle Viserys and Aunt Daenerys were unknown as they went into hiding and where shipped across the Narrow Sea as soon as Stannis Baratheon and his men arrived on Dragonstone, but did not find them instead they found Queen Rhaella there as she was found dead on Dragonstone.

This little babes entire family was all gone and not just any family house the Targaryen dynasty was finally gone. Just because Prince Rhaegar Targaryen had kidnapped and raped the Lady Lyanna Stark of Winterfell and did nothing but get his whole family slaughtered and killed for his actions and consequences.

She looked down at the little babe of who she carried, while the babe grabbed onto her fingers with, her tiny hands and smiled up at her. Some would say the babe was Ashara Dayne’s, but she knew the cold hard truth, of where this babe truly came from, the babe was not hers, but her late best friend Princess Elia Martell; for she was the youngest daughter and last living child of Princess Elia Martell and Prince Rhaegar Targaryen.

Ashara Dayne also had lost, so much within the years of Robert’s Rebellions wars, the war had changed everything for her and her family, hell it even change her, even if the war was finally over, still she had lost so many people she had loved and cared about; she had lost her still-born daughter, her lover, her best friend Princess Elia Martell, and her brother Ser Arthur Dayne. No matter, what she felt about ending her life right then and there, she felt that her life didn’t have any worth anymore. To her what was the point of living and breathing, she knew that she had lost, everyone she truly loved and cared about.

Ashara still had her younger sister Allyria Dayne alive but she was sent away to Blackhaven, for protection and away from the war as she knew Robert Baratheon would kill every Targaryen loyalist and blood Targaryen, he could get his bare hands on, but he could make an exception for the houses that would bend the knee to him as their rightful new King, but even Ashara Dayne knew she nor the Dayne's or Martell's were going to bend the knee to the newly crowned drunken cunt of a Usurper Robert Baratheon, who ended the Targaryen dynasty, just because they did not have any dragons as they were long gone or extinct from the world.

She later had gotten another raven from Blackhaven stating, that her sister, Allyria Dayne is set to be betrothed to, Lord Beric Dondarrion of Blackhaven. Where now it was just her, as the last true Dayne of Star-Fall. She would be the next "Lady Regent Ashara Dayne of Star-Fall." But, she even knew that, she could not rule Star-Fall anymore as she had already faked her death in order to protect the princess Viserra Targaryen and what was left of her family's bloodline. Her eldest brother would soon become the Lord of Star-Fall.

The people that knew her as the beautiful Lady Ashara Dayne, was now long dead as she had faked her death by suicide from a broken heart by jumping off one of the towers of Star-Fall. For now, she went as her new given name Wylla Sand, one of her former wet-nurses who died due to a fever she had her name changed in order to protect Viserra Targaryen from Robert Baratheon and Tywin Lannister, and those who wish to harm, the sweet little princess of King's Landing.

Just a few days ago right before she was about to end her life by committing suicide by jumping from the top of the Palestone Sword, one of the towers of Star-Fall, and fall into the sea and disappear forever. But things change for her; instinct just a few days ago a raven had arrived in Star-Fall, for Ashara Dayne from Lord Varys also known as, “The Spider’’ in King’s Landing stating,

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢, 𝙰𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙳𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎 Wylla Sand 𝙾𝚏 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛-𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕: 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. You are not that hard to tract down my Lady, but my little birds of whispers inform me you have faked your death in your very own home at Star-Fall in order for you to protect your family from the now newly crowned King Robert Baratheon's wrath and rage. First, m𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 lost of your 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕-𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚛 𝙳𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎, "T𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 O𝚏 T𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐.'' 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚆𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜'𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 in 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐’𝚜 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 fight for what was truly right for the Seven Kingdoms and the entire realm.

I have heard from my little birds in Dorne that, your former lover, Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell, was seen in Star-Fall recently to return to you, your family's ancestral sword the Sword Of The Morning, "Dawn". I do wish, Lord Eddard Stark could see you alive on better circumstances, but I'm afraid with the newly crowned King Robert Baratheon on the Iron Throne now is a big no for you, I do not think it is a good time for you or your family to leave Star-Fall as of yet. I am hoping this raven fine's you well my Lady, because there are some pressing matters that we have to attend to and it has everything to do with, the princess Viserra Targaryen's very own name and birthright written all over in King's Landings and the entire realm of the Seven Kingdoms.

Now, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚁𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚜, 𝙰eg𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 Targaryen, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 order to be 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 "T𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗" 𝚂𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚛 𝙲𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚎, 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 strict 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚃𝚢𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. Now this must be kept between us only. For, I fear for the little dragon princess safety and for her to return to Kings Landing where she rightfully belongs,and when the time comes for her she will be ready to ascend the Iron Throne as the true heir she was meant to be just like her late grandfather the late Mad King Aerys Targaryen wanted her to be. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 to, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚎𝚗 on time,and 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 and 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐’𝚜 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 and send her to Dorne 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍. She is to be sent to Star-Fall, where the now exile Ser Jon Connington, will meet you at the gates of the Dayne castle, where little princess Viserra Targaryen, will be given to you under my orders in private and away from traitors and others eyes, who wish to harm the true heir to the Iron Throne.

𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚛 Jon Connington, 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔 and mission 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚎 one day 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖,and the Seven Kingdoms. Ser Jon Connington was able to sail away with the princess Viserra Targaryen before Robert Baratheon and his men could kill him as to being Targaryen loyalist and a dear friend to Rhaegar Targaryen. T𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 her uncle 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 of Dorne. 𝙰𝚗𝚍, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕, 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 and well, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 and Ser Jon Connington made an oath to protect the little princess Viserra with his life until his last breath 𝚊𝚗𝚍 she shall 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 and Ser Connington's guidance 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚄𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠’𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 whereabouts 𝚊𝚗𝚍 when he 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 he will care for her as she has his very own blood in her after all. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗-𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛-𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 and Ser Jon Connington 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒m 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 Ashara Wylla, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 with her life and children's life, now she trusts you with her last living child's life until her very last breath, you are 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 trusted friend and loyal lady 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜-𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐’𝚜 you were with her during Roberts Rebellion and then fled with your brother before the Sack of King's Landing. Know, this 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 raven 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎’𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙰𝚗𝚍, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 t𝚛𝚞𝚎 born ruler, a 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊 t𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙰𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎. And when the times comes s𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙸𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 “𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍’’ 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 and for they 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚋𝚢 dragon 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 and burning to ash 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐s and her entire family. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒, 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊, Lady Wylla. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛,

Lord Varys, "Master of Whisperers"

The raven that Lord Varys, had sent Lady Ashara, a chill down her spine as she did not want Elia Martell's last living child and only living daughter the little Viserra to grow up to be like her grandfather the late “Mad King’’ Aerys Targaryen. She had first met the little babe Viserra, when Ser Jon Connington had came to Star-Fall in order to give little Viserra Targaryen to her loyal servant Flora, who help deliver her still-born daughter along with the wet-nurse Wylla and help her grieve for her stillborn daughter.

Lady Ashara and Ser Jon Connington had an argument over his welcome to Star-Fall and that he made no argument of over staying his welcome and would not be exile again especially to the only surviving child and true heir of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell.

He then later told Lady Ashara Dayne that she may not like him and will hate him forever for what Rhaegar Targaryen did, to his wife and children. But he had sworn an oath to his best friends Rhaegar Targaryen and her brother Ser Arthur Dayne as a kingsguard and, a knight of the Seven Kingdoms and protector, that he would serve Viserra Targaryen as his true loyalties are only to the Targaryens and the heir to the Iron Throne.

When Ser Jon Connington had handed the babe to her. Her heart stopped for a moment, just by looking at her she could immediately see Elia Martell, in her very own daughter. What she saw was this pure, innocent, child who had to watch her entire family be slaughtered and killed by Robert Baratheon and his men of traitors. She remembers a time when she was in King's Landing, right before Viserra Targaryen was born, Princess Elia Martell and Queen Rhaella Targaryen were fearful for little Viserra because unlike Rhaneys and Aegon that smelled like Dornish to him.

The "Mad King" Aerys II Targaryen had actually taken a liking to his youngest granddaughter telling her that she was a true Targaryen and a true Queen even he would say that in his so called dragon dreams and his madness, he would dream of her that one day she too will sit the Iron Throne, but what was fearful of the words he said were -

"Viserra Targaryen my greatest weapon, my youngest granddaughter and my true heir, you shall be the most fearful and dangerous ruler of the Targaryen Dynasty, and the entire realm of Westero's has ever seen, one day they will truly see what you really are and when the time comes you will be ready to "burn them all" for what they have done to you and your madness just like what they did to me. You have the blood of the dragon, the blood of Old Valyria, you have my blood in you, it runs thick through you and only you can use it to your advantage and show those damn bastards traitors who you really are, for you are; The Dragon's Queen."

But, no one had to blame anyone for Robert's Rebellion war for happening but Rhaegar Targaryen “The Last Dragon’’ for kidnapping and raping Lyanna Stark “The She-Wolf’’. When Ashara found out about what was about to happen, she knew they were all going to war for what Rhaegar and Lyanna did. And, she knew her brother Ser Arthur Dayne, would take part in the war because of his loyalties to his best friend Rhaegar Targaryen.

No matter, how much she plead for her brother Ser Arthur Dayne, not to go he had promised to her that he would come back to her, Ashara prayed to the Seven and to any the gods, that would hear her prayer, to bring her brother back safely to her when the war was finally over. But even she knew it was all just a lie, just for her to lose the last bit, of faith within the gods, as the gods were cruel to everyone.

Zoning out, and startled by one of the servants coming through the doors, while Ser Jon Connington made his way into the chambers of Lady Ashara Dayne for a guard had opened the door for the servant and knight named Flora. Ashara Dayne looked up from where she stood, and not before putting the little babe Viserra in her cot, before looking at the servant and raising her eyebrows to Ser Jon Connington as well, before he too gave her a smirk. She soon then, spoke in a stern tone.

“Yes, Flora, what is it this time?" before continuing to speak and looking at Ser Jon Connington with annoyed expression, "And, to what do I own the pleasure of, of your entitled presence here, Ser Jon Connington?"

“Forgive me, my Lady, I am sorry to be unannounced, but Prince Oberyn Martell has arrived from Dorne, and wishes to speak to you alone." Flora spoke as she had her eyes glancing down at her feet, not before glancing at the handsome Knight who still did not talk but just kept on staring at Lady Ashara with a serious look. Without, Lady Ashara or the Knight known as Ser Jon Connington knowing Flora secretly sought a glance at the little babe Viserra, in which she was in her cot babbling away not knowing what was happening.

"Oh, yes, please do tell Prince Oberyn Martell, to come in." spoke, the Lady Ashara, as she looked directly at Flora the servant before walking to the table ignoring the entitled knight's presence and grabbing two cups of Dornish wine for her and Prince Oberyn Martell.

"Right away, my Lady." Flora replied, before bowing to both the lady and the knight going away quickly to the door once the guards had open the door but to inform Prince Oberyn Martell he may come in to speak to the Lady of Star-Fall as well. Finally, Ser Jon Connington spoke but in an aggravated tone-

"You had the fucking damn, Red Viper of a snake Prince Oberyn Marterll of Dorne come here?" "Seven hells, Ashara what were you thinking, what tis' next, you have that damn bastard of usurper Robert Baratheon and his men of fucking traitors, come here to slaughter and kill us all and the little princess and, the true heir to the Iron Throne?"

"How dare you speak to me like that, do not forget, yourself "Ser" Jon Connington, you know damn well why he is here, I can't not change that Prince Oberyn Martell is here and came all this way from Dorne besides he is Viserra's only kin who is left alive besides Prince Doran Martell, I will not be told what I cannot do in my own damn castle by a damn exiled knight!" snapped, Ashara as she looked at Ser Jon Connington with a glare.

"Do you trust him?" spoke, Ser Jon Connington before continuing to speak to her but in a softer tone, "The Prince Oberyn Martell, can he truly be trusted, as you say you know him very well can he be trusted, especially with this dangerous secret about the little princess, I do not trust anyone but you Ashara, I don't give a damn what Lord Varys says, I'm telling you and only you?"

"I do Jon, I would trust Oberyn Martell with my life, trust me he is a complicated man and his ego may be somewhat annoying but he has a good heart I know that because, he truly loved his sister Elia and her children more than anything in this world, no matter what, I know he will help us protect Viserra from anyone who wishes to lay harm to her."

"I trust you Ashara, but do not expect me to play friendly, with the Red Viper of Dorne, if it comes down to saving the princess, I will not hesitate to kill anyone who wishes to harm her, even if it is her own blood or kin."

"I know, you will but please, Jon just let me handle this please, Prince Oberyn Martell will understand what is at stake here once he arrives in Star-Fall. You don't know him like I do, I know him, he would never wish to harm the princess, especially his own niece Viserra, Elia's only living child and his blood."

"Well, that was a lovely conversation, now please try not to kill him or his damn guards, with your damn glare." spoke, Ashara in a statistical tone with the roll of her eyes.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes... And, you try not to kill anyone, with your looks and your damn controlling ways, Wylla."

"As well as you, Ser Griff."

"Well, Viserra, my darling it looks like, to us your Uncle Oberyn is here from, Dorne just to meet you." spoke Ashara, as she gave the little princess Viserra a silly smile, not before sipping her wine. Little Viserra, looked up at, Lady Ashara and gave her a smile back before babbling once more.

Just then the doors to the chambers open again, in which Ashara Dayne and Ser Jon Connington while having his hand the hilt of his sword standing in between Ashara and Viserra, both looked up from where she was sitting along with little Viserra in her cot by her side slowly rocking the cot.

Looking around her cot little Viserra stop, what she was doing as she heard the noise. It was non-other than Prince Oberyn Martell of Dorne, coming in a hurry to see if it was really Ashara Dayne if she truly was alive. The servant named Flora again, came into the chambers in a hurry telling Prince Oberyn, to please not rush into the chambers for the guards would think he was here to harm Lady Ashara and the little princess Viserra.

"Ashara, h-how are you alive?" spoke, Oberyn Martell, as he looked at her in shock and surprise not before noticing Ser Jon Connington. Ashara look at her best friend's brother, not before looking out the window and gulping down the last bit of wine she had before setting the cup on the table.

"They told me, you were dead, that you had killed yourself and jumped off Star-Falls tower and into the sea, right after your brother was killed at the Tower of Joy." spoke, Oberyn, as he slowly came near her, and the little babe of who he did not notice yet. Slowly, Ser Jon Connington looked at Prince Oberyn as he gave him a hardened all the playfulness gone from his face as he stayed back but not to over step where he was at as well.

When Oberyn Martell looked at Ser Jon, he finally knew who he was looking at besides the Lady Ashara Dayne, of where he stood he was one of the late Prince Rhaegar Targaryen's loyal friends and knight's also known as the exile knight, Ser Jon Connington also known by his hidden name "Griff". Prince Oberyn Martell's eyes hardened at that as he was blinded by rage and hate by the so-called knight who took no part in the war of Roberts Rebellion and did not save his sister Elia and her children.

Ignoring, the Lady Ashara's protest not to fight in her very own bedchambers or castle where the guards were stationed outside the door. Due to the little princess being here she did not want for them to get violent or spill any bloodshed Prince Oberyn walked briskly to Ser Jon Connington as he took out his sword and pointed it at Ser Jon Connington neck while Ser Jon Connington grabbed his sword as well.

"You bastard traitor of a knight, what are you doing here, have you come here to kill us as well." spoke, Oberyn with anger and rage in his tone as he looked at Ser Jon Connington.

"No, I haven't yet." replied," Ser Jon Connington as he continued, as he stared at Oberyn Martell with a challenge me look.

"How many people had to die and suffer because your friend the beautiful noble Rhaegar Targaryen couldn't meet the expectations of his consequences when he kidnapped and raped Lyanna Stark while, my sister Elia Martell and her children had to suffer the consequences of his damn mistakes."

"ENOUGH, the both of you," spoke, Ashara as she continued, "You may not like him, here Oberyn but he is my guest, I can't change that but you are here for a reason."

Finally, Lady Ashara Dayne decided, to turn around and look at the Prince of Dorne, Oberyn Martell, with anguish and rage in her eyes as not before speaking in an emotionless tone ignoring Ser Jon Connnington's glare again.

"I am alive, because I fake my death Oberyn, I had to." replied, Ashara as she look at Oberyn, before continuing to speak, "You got Lord Varys raven, didn't you?"

"I did, Ashara if I may speak? What is this really about?" spoke, Oberyn with furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as to why he is really here while also, ignoring Ser Jon Connington glare yet again.

Not looking at Prince Oberyn or Ser Jon, the Lady Ashara spoke, in a tone that should not represent any lady especially a higherborn at that. "Do you know what, they did to my brother Oberyn?" "E-Elia and her children, were innocent they did not have to die the way they did."

Ser Jon Connington looks away as he could not meet the eyes of Ashara or Oberyn talk about her brother Ser Arthur Dayne one of his best friends and Elia Martell and her other children, also know as Rhaegar Targaryen's children.

Oberyn looked away from her, as soon as Ashara spoke but while also glaring at Ser Jon, about the mention of his own sister Elia and her children, his nieces and nephew. Talking about his sister and her children were a sore and hurtful subject on the Martell's but, especially for Prince Oberyn Martell as he and Elia were so close during their childhood before, she was even betrothed and to be married off to the Silver Prince Rhaegar Targaryen.

His sweet sister and her children were innocent and, the Mad King Aerys took advantage of that, he did not have to keep them there as hostages or prisoners within the Red Keep, just because he was paranoid that the Martell's especially his uncle Prince Lewyn Martell who died during Roberts Rebellion as well he would turn against him and take away his favorite grandchild Viserra Targaryen his only one true heir when Rhaegar Targaryen had been killed at the Banks of the Trident by Robert Baratheon.

His eldest darling niece Rhaenys, was stabbed over hundred times while under the bed of her father's Rhaegar's bedchambers waiting for him to save her, while his brave nephew Aegon was ripped away from his own sister Elia as his head was smashed against a wall and was believed to be unrecognizable, and lastly sweet little Viserra, was rumored to have her throat slit open while her blood poured from her neck while laying in her cot left to die while she choked on her own blood, as Elia Martell watched defenseless and caged while being rapped and murdered, as her children were killed right in front of her.

"YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW THAT ASHARA? MY SISTER AND HER CHILDREN WERE MURDER AND LEFT TO BE KILLED AS ANIMALS WITHIN THAT DAMN KINGDOM." yelled, Oberyn to Ashara as he had thrown his cup of wine to the floor, as tears and rage within him came out of his very own eyes and heart.

Startled by the yelling and the loud bang of noise, little Viserra started whaling loud, in her cot as she could feel her uncles rage and hate being torn in two pieces at the same time. Quickly, Ashara walked to the cot and picked up Viserra slowly rocking her back and forth to keep her from crying too much. Oberyn took a glance at the babe in Ashara's arms slowly to walk towards her side to get a better view of the babe, he had thought Ashara had a still-born daughter but clearly the babe was very much alive, what other secrets were the great Lady Ashara were hiding from him.

Startled, with the princess cries, Ser Jon Connington moved forward, ready to advance at any given moment as he had his hand on the hilt of his sword, before he could do anything Ashara said, "Don't, it's okay Jon, let Oberyn come forward."

With, a nod to Lady Ashara Dayne, Ser Jon Connington, moved back but still kept his eyes on the Red Viper of Dorne. He knew he had, to let Oberyn Martell see his niece even if he is sworn to protect her from harm at all cost.

"Oberyn, I would like for you to meet someone that is very special to me that was sent from the Gods above."

"I thought you had, a still-born daughter Ashara?" question, Oberyn with a confused look. "That's just a baby."

Lady Ashara and Ser Jon, looked at Prince Oberyn Martell not before meeting each other's eyes and giving each other an understanding look. Ashara came forward with the little babe Viserra Targaryen as she carefully handed the babe to her Uncle Oberyn Martell as he looked at her with a curious look and emotion in his eyes while the Viserra made grabbing hands towards her Uncle and cooed at him.

"Oberyn, she is not just a baby or any baby really?" continued, Ashara as she looked at Ser Jon Connington, with a nod, "She is your niece, Viserra Targaryen. The daughter of Rhaegar Targaryen and your sister Elia Martell."

"H-How is she alive, she can't-"

"She is very much alive, Oberyn, you may hate me all you want but know this, I did my best to protect Elia Martell and her other children, but I could not get to them in time Lord Varys was the one to save her right before he handed the princess Viserra Targaryen to me, I was able sail away from King's Landing and bring her here to Lady Ashara Dayne." cut in but replied, Ser Jon, as he looked away from Oberyn Martell and Ashara Dayne not before looking at the Princess Viserra Targaryen who looked so much like his best friend Rhaegar Targaryen and a mix of Elia Martell as well.

"She is your niece, Oberyn, as much as you can't believe or you want denied it she is Viserra Targaryen and she will always be, but for now, in order to protect her we had to give her a new name which will be Ella Dayne. The true born daughter of the late Lady Ashara Dayne of Star-Fall and the late Brandon Stark of Winterfell."

"But when the time comes she will know her true identity." spoke, Ashara as she looked at both Oberyn Martell and Ser Jon Connington with an understanding of both men there. "Until then, we will protect her from any harm and with "fire and blood" she will take her throne back when the time comes she will ascend the Iron Throne as the true heir."

"For she is, Viserra Targaryen, second of her name, the true heir to the Iron Throne. The last living child of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell."

❝THE SUN QUEEN❞

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