Maenya Targaryen.
Born in 96 AC,
The first child of Aemma and Viserys Targaryen,
All seemed well, Maenya was "The gem of the Kingdoms" her younger sister, Rhaenyra was " The realms delight" and her mother was pregnant again, this time with a boy
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Maenya POV It was a pleasant morning. I got up, had my breakfast in my chambers, got dressed and went for a stroll when I overheard something that would change everything.
"Who was he?" Alicent asked Rhaenyra
"Who?"
"The man you were with, last night. My father had made some worrying accusations about you and a dark haired man being seen leaving a pleasure house..."
My heart felt like it was going to implode. I hurried to my fathers chambers "Father!"
He looked up shocked "Yes, Maenya?"
"What...uhm... what happened with Rhaenyra?" I asked
Did he know about Daemon and I as well?
No, he couldn't off, Daemon and I took the passageways.
"Where did you hear that?"
"I...I heard whisper around court, I couldn't possibly name names but...is it true."
"Apparently your sister was found to be with a dark haired man leaving a brothel"
Relief flooded me, he hadn't brought up Daemon and I,
"That's it?" I ask
"That's it?! This is rather serious, Maenya!" My father said shocked at my calmness
"No, I know! I just mean that is that all that happened last night?"
"Yes?"
I let out a sigh "Very well, I am just worried is all father"
Just as I was about to leave though, he called out "Oh! That reminds me, Daemon won't be around for a while!"
My blood runs cold "What?..."
My father gives a kind smile "Yes, I send him back to the vale, I thought it was about time he patched things up with his wife, considering all the marriages going on around here" He then laughs "You won't believe it, he was clearly drunk off his head because in his rambling about but wanting his 'bronze bitch' he talked about wanting to marry you!" He clearly thought Daemon was drunk and didn't know what he was saying
So he didn't know...
And then it dawned on me...
He sent Daemon back to his wife.
Tying to hide my sadness was definitely a task. "How wonderful for him..." but then something else struck me "Wait, what marriages?!"
"Oh, well, I have decided to betroth Rhaenyra and Ser Laenor and I have betrothed you to Qoren Martell, ruling prince of Dorne, he's only a couple years older than yourself! And besides it will bring more peace to the realm, mending the wounds that where made when they once stood by the triarchy's side!" he was clearly very happy with the matches and himself
I smiled as my heart ached I was to move to Dorne and be their ruling princess... "Thank you father..." I left and closed the door behind me, the second I left my father's eyeliner my smile fell into a look of heartbreak and I locked myself into my chambers, not letting anyone in, only fiddling with my necklace and Caraxes scale.
