m/n and d/n targaryen; the queen and the king consort of the seven kingdoms

a/n: if you don't like your mother or father in real life, i can be both of them <3

what song describes y/n to you??

(sometimes, i want to delete this book and start over. i feel like i didn't give y/n enough aura at the start ugh)

very very short chapter

i posted because i needed some funny comments because im so sure i failed one of my biology tests

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authors pov

05:27 PM. KINGS LANDING. THE REALM OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS

"you are so precious, my beautiful baby girl," m/n whispers as the two are on dragon back. it is cold and the sun is hidden in the clouds. but do not worry, y/n is coddled up in warm red and black blankets. two year old y/n coos, grabbing her mother's fingers, feeling safe. so safe. it is not the best thing, riding a dragon freely whilst in a heir war, however, y/n would be brought up the same way m/n was brought up. with love. and kindness. and like a true targaryen. as she is one. "one day as the mother of dragons, you will take the dragons to their realm and you will keep them there,"

y/n gurgles, looking at her mother in awe. she is the most beautiful person in the world. she wants to look just like her. and in the future, she looks just like her. 

"i know, my sweet," m/n says. "but we cannot ride dragons for the rest of the centuries that targaryen's and velaryon's will have on this world. they need rest, a safe heaven," midnight who is still a baby flies above her father's head, solar flare roaring out at her. she can't go too far. her wings are not that strong. she needs to stay close. "a safe haven which is at the edge of the world; a waterfall as high as we are flying with ferocious beasts guarding it," m/n sighs, turning her head. 

and she sees night wing's silhouette coming closer and closer. she's faster than solar flare but solar flare is stronger. 

d/n is coming. her husband is coming. 

"issi īlon racing aōha ābrazȳrys se ñuha valzȳrys?" m/n asks solarflare, the dragon roaring and speeding up. midnight screeches in joy, smelling her mother. but as said before, night wing is faster. "rytsas, ñuha jorrāelagon!" m/n shouts over the winds. 

"va moriot māzis hen mijegon nyke," d/n says, looking over to his wife. m/n scrunches up her nose, showing d/n that y/n is with them. d/n's face drops. "skoro syt iksis ziry bē kesīr? ziry's lanta!"

"issa iā zaldrīzes!" m/n laughs, keeping y/n close as she sits on solar flare's back. she does not how to stand on him well. and every time she tries to, solar flare growls at her. she is not dropping on his watch. d/n would kill him. "issa zirȳla sikagon paktot! sepār hae se sīkuda dārȳti issi!" and she is not wrong. she will rule one day.