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Dragonstone the castle at the Blackwater Bay stood for five hundred years. The rock seemed to stand eternally in connection with the valuable material of the same name as the castle of Dragonstone.
Even two centuries after the dance of the dragons it should still stand. But like every building, every long-lived creature, the castle should also experience its injuries and sad times.
But in the year one hundred and thirty after Aeogon's conquest, on the twenty-second day of the tenth moon, the castle was to be the end of a love affair and the end of two warriors who were not only fighting against their own family but also against the ways of time.
On that day Rhaenyra Targaryen, the only daughter of King Viserys the First and his wife Aemma Arryn, died.
She was supposed to get the throne after the death of her father and had to go through so much in her young life. Not only the death of her father, her mother, the betrayal, the lies and heartlessness of the time of the people and the breakdown of her friendship with Alicent Hightower.
She also had to witness how her children died and her love perished. Her uncle Daemon, whom she loved, died fighting for her.
As well as the death of her once beloved Harwin Strong who took the secret of whether the three children came from him to his grave.
As well as her husband Laenor who is considered the father of her three children.
They all seemed to die for her only so that her queen could come to the throne and rule. However, as it always happens, since the arrival of a certain young woman, there have always been rumors about the relationship between her and Rhaenyra.
Some say they are like sisters and know everything about each other. Others claimed they were best friends, like blood brothers, as if they had known each other all their lives, almost like soul mates.
But then there were those who quietly whispered that the beautiful young dragon princess was getting deeply involved with the beautiful bear from the north.
But only four people who knew everything that was whispered behind closed doors knew what the truth was. However, they all took their secrets and loves with them to their deaths. So it is said only sometime in a tragic love song as a small part that is almost to be overheard.
~ One heart makes you feel love, two hearts make you feel ecstasy, three hearts bring lies but four hearts bring you the death ~
But the tragedy was that the bear who came to a realm that was new to her was drawn into the dance of the dragons and the fight for the throne only by the love of three people.
But she did not regret it until her last breath.
Once a heart dies, so do the others. Love is like that, it will always endure, but with it there will always be sorrow, grief and what they all fear. To lose their love to death.