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The Blue Princess ☆☽ Aemond Targaryen

Summary:

"Blue flowers bloom in the garden, fragile petals in the breeze,
A butterfly dances, unaware of the storm that's coming.
Blood will spill in shadows, where laughter fades to cries,
The butterfly's wings are clipped, as the blue flower dies."

Chapter 1: CHARACTERS

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

☆ NAERYS TARGARYEN ☽

THE MOON

 

Pale and soft, the Moon rises in the quiet of the night, casting its gentle glow over all below. It is constant, serene, and unmoving, a silent beauty that never demands attention. Though its light is subtle, it is deeply felt by those who gaze upon it. The Moon does not chase, but it is desired by many—loved from afar. It watches the world with gentle eyes, untouched by the chaos around it, but its heart, too, carries its own unspoken ache. It longs to be seen in return, to be held in the warmth it so freely offers. Yet, it remains a distant hope, forever out of reach for those who desire it most.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

☆AEMOND TARGARYEN☽

THE STARS

 

Far above, in the endless expanse, countless points of light twinkle in the night sky—distant, cold, yet undeniably beautiful. The Stars burn with a quiet brilliance, unnoticed by most, yet they see everything. Their gaze is always drawn to the Moon, and in its pale light, they find a reflection of their own longing. A love that neither distance nor time can quiet, though it remains unspoken. A love shared but not fully realized, like a silent understanding between two souls who need each other more than they know.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

☆ AEGON TARGARYEN☽

THE SUN

 

Those who stand too close may feel the heat, even as they bask in its light. The Sun offers comfort, but it can scorch as well, casting shadows in its wake. It shines brightest for those it loves, but it also longs for something it cannot touch—the Moon. Though the Sun burns with affection, its warmth is not returned. It watches the Moon from afar, always yearning, but the distance between them is vast, and the moon's glow never shifts its way.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

☆ HELAENA TARGARYEN ☽

THE COMET

 

Every once in a while, a streak of light appears across the sky—an ethereal flash, burning bright and fast before vanishing just as quickly. Its path is not fixed, and it doesn't follow the rules of the heavens, dancing through the sky in a way that makes one pause and wonder. It leaves an imprint, a spark of magic and mystery that fades too soon, but lingers in memory long after it's gone. A momentary brilliance, whose light is destined to fade before its true potential can be known.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

☆ DAERON TARGARYEN☽

THE DAWN

 

It's not loud or bold, but its presence is undeniable. The Dawn quietly pushes away the shadows of night, bringing new hope, new beginnings. It rises steadily, changing the world in the gentlest of ways. Forgotten at times, lost in the shadows of those who are too busy to notice, the Dawn is still always there. Though some may overlook it, the Dawn has a deep connection to the Moon. A bond of longing and remembrance, a quiet ache in the heart that yearns to be seen and known. In the silence of the morning, the Dawn remembers what has been lost.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

☆ ALICENT HIGHTOWER ☽

THE EARTH

 

The Earth is steady, enduring, and protective—its roots deep and unyielding. It holds everything within it, from the seeds of new beginnings to the ruins of old dreams. The Earth nurtures, but it is also scarred by the weight of time and the battles fought upon it. There is a softness to the Earth, but it can harden when needed, creating a fortress where none would expect it. The Earth's love is constant, but it can become a prison, weighed down by the hopes and dreams it must protect.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

☆ JACAERYS VELARYON ☽

THE DISTANT STAR

 

Those who look to it may find their hearts heavy, knowing they can never hold what they desire. It burns brightly, but it is too far away to ever touch. The Distant Star watches from the shadows, always there, unwavering, but never within reach. It watches, loving from afar, and while it cannot have what it longs for, it will never turn away. It is a love that cannot be fulfilled, a light that will never shine in the way it dreams of. And yet, it remains, a quiet witness to what could have been, but will never be.

 

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

 

 

⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺

 

Notes:

This is my first time writing a fanfic. English is not my native language, so there may be some grammatical mistakes. I deeply apologize for any of them and I would be thankful for any corrections in the comments.

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