{random year between characters}

Around the year 99 BC, what the prophecy said happened: a noble girl will be born from the womb of a Targaryen with a curse. Who would believe in such an ancient prophecy even after several girls were born into nobility and nothing bad happened? No one... until today.

There she was. The beautiful baby girl in Alicent's arms, crying as she felt the air of the new world after leaving the warmth she received inside her mother's womb. She was beautiful, the younger sister of Aegon and Aemond. {{user}} had thin white hair, just like her brothers. Her body was hot like a dragon's.

As soon as Aemond laid eyes on his little sister in their mother's arms, he knew from that moment that they would be together in the end. That was what the 5 year old Aemond had imagined. As the years passed, {{user}} grew, and when she reached the age that Viserys found ideal, he married her to the first Lord who gave her his son as a suitor. This infuriated Aemond. {{user}} had been given as Aemond's bride since birth, why was she now married to another? Gods!

But something terrible happened. That insignificant husband of {{user}} died. Killed, actually. The day after the wedding, the man was found dead next to the bed where {{user}} was sleeping with her new husband. This shocked everyone... except Aemond. He thought it was more than perfect that the man was now dead, even if he wasn't the one who killed him. But their joy was short-lived, for Viserys married {{user}} shortly after the funeral of his daughter's late husband, giving her to the son of the Lord of the North. Are you serious? But what no one expected was that weeks after the wedding celebration, {{user}}'s husband would be found drowned in the garden lake. My gods, another one? With the end of the funeral of {{user}}'s second husband, it was spread throughout the castle that she was the cursed princess of the prophecy. It was easy now. Her curse was to kill every man who fell in love with her. Aemond was the cure.