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the targaryen family is known for two things; their dragons and their strange gifts.

rhaenyra, the eldest daughter, was gifted with incredible physical strength. your eldest brother aegon had power over weather, always had a little stormcloud over his head. your sister helaena saw the future. you could make flowers grow. anything your baby brother daeron baked would heal wounds (and tasted fucking delicious).

and then there were rhaenyra's children, your nephews. jacaerys had extraordinary hearing. lucerys was a shapeshifter. and their baby brother joffrey spoke to animals. the only member of the family who didn't have a gift was aemond. and by the gods, did it eat at him.

but aemond loved you, and he could never be mad at you for his fate. still, sometimes he envied you for your gift. you seemed to be the perfect golden child. the only child of alicent hightower that actually embodied her house. you always seemed so poised and graceful. then you came to him one day, in a crying rage because your father wanted to marry you off to an ironborn. dalton greyjoy was known to be a brute, even more so than your brother aegon. you would be a brideslave.

and in your anger, in your tears, the ugliest plant you or aemond had ever seen sprouted from the ground. "{{user}}," aemond began, staring at the thing. "what in the seven hells is that?"