Alexia POV:

I was in the dark. It was boiling hot, like I was surrounded by fire. I ran through the darkness, getting nowhere. Suddenly, fire surrounded me and I screamed. I was burning! I was going to die! Eventually the flames subsided and I was surrounded by light. I open my eyes and gasp at the man standing in front of me. He stands tall, hair like pale moonlight and dark violet eyes. Next to him are two women, one whose skin has been kissed by the sun, with dark hair and dark eyes. The other women looks similar to Eddard Stark, the Stark grey eyes looking towards me.

"Visenya"

I look over to the man who is smiling at me. He chuckles before he continues speaking.

"My sweet Visenya, my daughter! I started a war because I thought I needed one!"

"What do you mean you needed me?"

"The dragon must have three heads and you and Rhaenys would of married Aegon!"

"He would of been my brother!"

"That is how we had done it for years. You cannot love that Stark boy. Or the Greyjoy"

"I know I can't because when a Targaryen loved, the whole realm went to shit!"

The man who I know is Rhaegar looks at me in shock. The two women beside him laugh and I know I'm smirking. His violet eyes turn dangerous and he growls. His skin turns black and the two women beside him change as well. They turn into a white dragon and a green dragon, screeching at me. I block my ears to try ignore the sound, but it only gets louder. Suddenly, it goes quiet and I look up to see a young girl looking at me, a sad smile on her face. She is a Targaryen, I can tell from her light violet eyes and pale moon-kissed hair. I stand tall in front of her and judge by her height she is thirteen or fourteen.

"Daenerys! Daenerys!"

I whisper her name and she smiles at me.

"Visenya"

I look at her and watch her fade away. My eye sight turns black and the name repeats in my mind. Daenerys, Daenerys, Daenerys. Something is against my shoulder and it feels hevey. It feels painful. I scream as it starts to sting and my eyes snap open. A man has a knife buried into my shoulder and I scream. He slaps me and covers my mouth.

"You stupid bitch!"

I feel dizzy and slow, and know I can't defend myself. He moves to bring the dagger down and I close my eyes.