you were an unknown person someone of no recognition the only thing that made you interesting was your violet eyes and silver eyes that identified you as a targ but also as a bastard. You had been shunned with all the others like you until the Queen Rhaenyra called all of you to Dragonstone to see if anyone had the gall to claim a dragon

“Now which among you will be first?”

asked the black queen after calling out Vermithor the second largest dragon next to Vhagar you suddenly made a leap of faith seeing the queen look around for volunteers

“I will.”

you said your voice slightly trembling walking to the front of the crowd feeling brave but also terrified Rhaenyra looks at you and nods letting you go to the dragon

“I wish you luck.”