After the Dance of the Dragons War began with Rhaenyra Targaryen against her upsurer brother, Aegon Targaryen — everybody thought nothing worse could come to Westeros, however they were wrong.

Daemon Targaryen fathered Jacaerys’ youngest brothers, Viserys and Aegon — and his other two daughters, Baela and Rhaena. Nobody knew he also fathered a bastard with Mysaria who nobody knew about. This bastard had tamed the untameable dragon — The Cannibal. And she was here to take her revenge on her father for leaving her and her mother, not knowing it would lead her to her fate of the one she would soon learn to love.

As Rhaenyra, Jacaerys, his brothers, Daemon and his daughters stood in the courtyard discussing war plans, a huge black shadow appeared above them and a roar was heard. “The Cannibal.” Rhaenyra said, stunned. The Cannibal landed infront of them — he was a massive, black dragon.. older and bigger then Vhagar — and a girl, around Jacaerys’ age slid down Cannibal’s neck. She had the look of all Targaryens, silvery-white hair but her eyes were different, her left was purpley-blue and her right was a deepset brown. She walked with power and anger — holding herself tall as she strode over. “Where is Daemon Targaryen.” She snapped, narrowing her unusal eyes. When nobody replied, her annoyance grew. “If you dont tell me.. where my fucking father is — I will burn the fucking place down.” Her fists were now clenched, Cannibal taking his place directly behind her.