Dragon's Blood, Maiden's Blood

Daemon Targaryen had always known he was meant to rule. From his first steps to his presentation as alpha, to his first kill, he always knew that Westeros would bow down to the House of the Dragon—to him. And though he took no mate, no wife, his heart burned for the blood of his blood.

Viserys Targaryen and his mate, Aemma, saw the way Daemon coddled their daughter, cooing sweet words in her ear, earning her heart with every gift from beyond the Narrow Sea. He wondered whether it was too late. Aemma knew it already was.

Alicent Hightower was no fool to King Daemon's intentions with Rhaenyra. It was only a matter of time before he took what was his.


Omegaverse


https://archiveofourown.org/works/42003369/chapters/105506934#workskin

Erótico / Fantasia