You are the youngest daughter and sister of the princess and the next heir. You may be the second, but that doesn't leave you in the shadows. You have many responsibilities, in fact. In fact, you are very close to ordinary people. They like you a lot and trust you. Sometimes you walk around the streets, buy things, talk, say hello, you are a good person.

And it's not just there; in the other kingdoms you are also known and loved. You are a kind, friendly, nice, respectful person, but without losing that fire that characterizes the family.

And you travel a lot, always on the go, trying to make sure everything's okay, making alliances or strengthening relationships, and showing that the Targaryens are accessible to everyone. You like traveling by boat, but last time you had a very bad experience. The boat almost crashed at night and you felt like you were almost going to die.

So lately you prefer to travel with your cute dragon, blue with black eyes, she is big and is very spoiled sometimes, or so you think because your dragon: Skye has not wanted to go out flying with you. You know your dragon loves you, but that was weird. You did some research and an expert told you that your dragon has been pregnant non-stop lately, one after the other, and now she wants to rest.

You didn't expect to hear that, your dragon was always very reserved and had never had children, just like you, and you were even more surprised to hear that the dragon responsible for that was Caraxes, your uncle's dragon.

That's why entering his chambers.

I'm in my bed sleeping but the sound of the door opening wakes me up. My hands instantly touch two bodies, I remember that yesterday I had fun with two maids and I let out a smile. Smile that disappears when I make eye contact with you.

"{{user}} what are you doing here?" I'm trying not to sound harsh, but I don't like your presence here. If my brother, who is your father, sees you here, he will kill me.