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A few weeks have pass since sailing her eggs and gold to her family and she was filled with joy when she watched Daenerys face glow as she looked at the eggs. Rhaenyra felt saddened at the thought of this Barbarian taking his aunt in such a fashion. Rhaenyra feared for her. She just hoped the eggs gave Daenerys the hope she needed to be strong.

Igna led her down in the dungeons. "What are we doing down here?" Rhaenyra asked.

"The next Valyrian lesson, my dear. Today we will learn to control dragons." Igna stated.

"There are no more dragons. The eggs are petrified." Rhaenyra said. Igna walked over to get the last two eggs and handed them to Rhaenyra. "No. They have to be hatched. I will show you how. Only Valyrian magic can awaken them." She said and led her outside inside of the waterfall.

Onmi, Rigel and a servant were already waiting for them creating a fire. Rhaenyra followed Igna towards the fire. Igna stopped in front of her two sons. "Are we ready?" she asked them.

They nodded. "Almost." Rigel said and stabbed the servant in her belly. He faced Rhaenyra. "You must take her into the fire along with your eggs. From there you must cut your palms and bleed over the eggs. You must hold on to them as they begin to hatch. Don't let go." He told her.

Rhaenyra gulped. "Why her?" she asked.

Onmi grabbed her arm and placed her into the fire along with the servant. "Do as you're told. We will explain after." He told her. She nodded as she tied the woman to the wooden beam as she cried out from the fire licking her skin. Rhaenyra blocked out her screams and pain as Igna handed her a Valyrian blade. Rhaenyra cut both her palms as she was told and winced in pain. She knew she had to be strong and the pain of this was worth it. Igna handed her the two dragon eggs and Rhaenyra gave back the blade.

She sat down and placed the dragon eggs on her lap. She curled her hands into fists as she squeezed it making blood down onto the dragon eggs. She looked up and caught Onmi staring at her. He nodded and smiled. Rhaenyra sighed and closed her eyes. She could feel the heat attach to her gown but it did not burn her skin. It felt like a warm blanket was wrapped around her comforting her in an odd way.

The servant's cries were growing louder as the fire had taken over majority of her body. Her skin on her legs and belly were already starting to peel off. She fought against the ropes. Rhaenyra squeezed her eyes tighter hoping to shield her from the cries. She couldn't bear the thought of dying in that manner. Rhaenyra shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep cradling her two eggs.

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Viserys lay in his furs thinking about the new information he just received. The day of his sweet sister's wedding, Daenerys received three dragon eggs with a mysterious letter. Of course he didn't know who sent the letter but he was curious to find out. He also received a gift during the wedding in which Khal Drogo was upset about. It was a chest filled with plenty of gold to buy an army or two with.

Flashback

Viserys was drinking on some wine watching the Dothraki dancing and looking at his petrified sister. He prayed that she would do her job so they can hurry up and reclaim Westeros. Illyrio stood up and looked down at Viserys. "My friend it seems someone is also interested in you. This chest came for you this morning." He stated and showcased the chest. Viserys opened it and found it to be filled with gold coins and bars.

"Well who sent it?" Viserys asked.

Illyrio handed him a letter. "It's best if you read It." he stated.

"Take my chest to my tent, Ser Jorah." He commanded.

Jorah Mormont bit his tongue and nodded. He asked a few servants to help him out and they carried it to Viserys tent. Viserys entered. "Leave me." he commanded as everyone left.

Ser Jorah received word about another Targaryen around and that she was sending gifts to the new Khalessi and her brother. Varys explained everything to him and he was frightened of her. He heard all kinds of rumors about her and he knew that if she wanted the throne, she could simply have it. He also knew her true identity must be kept a secret. No one can know she is a Lannister.

Viserys broke the seal and began reading his letter.

Dear Viserys,

I hope this letter has reached you and that it is you reading this letter. I know you may find this a bit strange or you may not believe me, but I'm willing to take a chance. My name is Rhaenyra Targaryen; my mother was Elaena Targaryen, your sister which means I am your niece. I just heard about you and Daenerys and I wanted to know more of my family. I hope the gift I have sent pleases you and satisfies your every desire. I only wish I was there in person to speak with you, Uncle. I am all for reclaiming what is yours. I will fully support you and my Aunt in any way I can. I can only pray that you will write back and we can get to know each other a bit more.

I send you all my prayers and love

Rhaenyra

Viserys closed the letter and placed it in his chest. He always heard about his siblings that were killed during the Rebellion but he didn't know he had a niece. There were rumors saying she was killed just like every other Targaryen.

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He simply needed answers and he needed them soon. Viserys smirked thinking how history it almost repeating itself. The great Aegon the conqueror rode on his great dragon with his two sisters, Visenya and Rhaenys whom they were also his wives. Viserys thought that maybe he can still have a Targaryen wife. He would marry his niece eventually. He promised Prince Doran and Prince Oberyn of house Martell to wed Arianne. Now he had another supporter for his cause and he was going to use it to his advantage.

He got up and got dressed and decided to look for Ser Jorah. He spotted him talking with a member of the Dothraki. He walked closer to where they were. "Ser Jorah, may I have a word?" he asked. Jorah nodded as the Dothraki man walked away.

"I need some information on a girl named Rhaenyra Targaryen." He stated. Ser Jorah stopped walking. "What? How did you find out about her?" he asked.

Viserys gave a dark look to Jorah. "You knew about her?" he questioned.

Ser Jorah nodded. "Aye, All of Westeros know about her. She is known for her incredible fighting skills. She does nothing but kill if anyone questions her. She's been captive all her life." Ser Jorah stated keeping up with the lie Varys told him to tell.

"How old is she? And who has her?" Viserys asked.

"She's ten and seven name days. And I do not know. She travels a lot." Ser Jorah stated.

Viserys smirked. "I like her already. Perhaps she will soon side with me and we could rule." He told him and walked away.

Ser Jorah watched and sighed. He hoped Rhaenyra knew what she was doing with Viserys.

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Rhaenyra woke up a short time later and noticed the fire had died down. She looked around and noticed all that was left was smoke and chard. The servant's body was unrecognizable. She felt movement around her arms, she looked down and saw two dragon curled up in her arms looking up at her. She grinned at them. The Maroon dragon stood on her hind and spread her tiny wings and made a tiny wail acknowledging her mother. The dark teal dragon followed his sister and made a louder wail as he spread his wings and crawled up to her shoulder. He was a bit bigger than his sister.

She laughed and pet her new babies. She was proud that they hatched and they were okay. Igna and her two sons stood watching her with the dragons. Rhaenyra stood up and felt the coolness from the waterfall. She looked down and noticed she was nude and her hair was a bit singed. She didn't care about her appearance as she walked out of the remains. Onmi took off his cloak and tried to wrap it around Rhaenyra. The dark teal dragon wailed and flapped his wings signaling his warning. Rhaenyra chuckled and said soothing words to her babies as Onmi wrapped the cloak around her. She thanked him.

"They are truly beautiful." Igna said.

"I know." Rhaenyra said. She pondered. "Why a sacrifice?" she questioned.

Rigel stepped forward. "Only blood sacrifice can hatch dragon eggs. Also the fact that only Targaryens can do it. They were the only ones who could control their dragons and hatch them. Something about their royal bloodline can do it." Rigel explained.

"Did the servant know what she was getting into?" Rhaenyra asked as the dragons popped out of the cloak.

Onmi nodded. "Yes she did. She was willing." He told her.

Rhaenyra sighed. "Okay. Now I need to name these two dragons. They both need to have strong names." She stated.

Igna smiled. "I got it. Elaena after your mother and Anogar." She said.

"What does Anogar mean?" Rhaenyra asked.

"Blood." Igna said and led her upstairs.

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