My name is Shana Targaryen.
However, only recently I've learned the house I truly belong to. Who could have thought I have blood of the dragon? I lived my life believing I was from House Arryn. My father was cousin to Jon Arryn and when Joffrey became the king, despite that crazy woman Lysa's demands, he bent the knee to the new king. The Lannisters were very kind to let us stay at the Red Keep as they knew how unstable lady Arryn was and that she and her dimwit son were likely to make us fly. She did that to my mother anyways (well...not real mother...) because her dress was too open for her likings and the psycho accused her in trying to seduce her child son. I'm glad to be out from that place.
Before I start my story, I would like to tell you more about myself. I have waist long straight hair that is naturally silver but ever since I was a babe it would be dyed jet black for my safety. (AN: I know hair dyes did not quite exist at the time..But Sansa had hers dyed black, why can't other character do that?) Yet, I have lilac eyes of a Targaryen which, thanks gods, never rose many suspicions. I don't know much of what exactly happened as upon my discovery of my true roots very little has been explained, but apparently it's Starks of Winterfell I have to thank for keeping me alive. Apparently it's only my parents and Jon Arryn, and probably Ned Stark knew of who I truly was before I myself learned that. I've heard the drunk king Robert wanted every Targaryen dead and I doubt he'd show much kindness to me. But he is now dead and I, the Targaryen, am still alive. Not long after we moved to Kings Landing my father died from fever. He's not been doing well for a while. Although Lysa and her halfwit were still alive, they had not pledged allegiance to the crown so now officially I'm seen as Lady Arryn of the Eyrie. I'm better looking than the crazy woman as well.
I'm tall and lean, with bright cheekbones and rosy lips. My lilac eyes are almond shaped and there is a natural tiny gap between my lips even when I keep them shut. Since the Kings Landing is quite warm, I usually wear loose blue gowns decorated by silver falcons and crecents, with a wide silver belt around my tiny waist to emphasize how skinny I am. My hair is very easy to maintain, so it is always on the loose. When I wash it I have my handmaid from the Eyrie dye it black for me everytime. Not until recently I understood what was it for and naively believed every lady has to do it. But things have changed a lot ever since...