The Bronze Dragon Bastard
They called him a mistake. A relic of a hateful marriage. But bronze does not break, and dragons do not apologize.
Daemon Targaryen despised the Vale; Rhea Royce despised the Rogue Prince.
From their mutual hatred, amid the cold winds of the Mountains of the Moon, a child was forged in shadow. Aeryn Royce-Targaryen is an anomaly. Born with the violet eyes of Ancient Valyria and the jet-black hair of the First Men, he is a living contradiction in a realm obsessed with purity.
To his father, he is a shameful reminder of exile. To the realm, a curiosity. But Aeryn possesses something far more dangerous than a claim to the throne: a mind that forgets nothing. As the Red Keep fractures between Greens and Blacks, and the seeds of the Dance of the Dragons are sown through whispers and betrayal, Aeryn watches from the margins.
He plays a different game—one governed by the ancient code of Runestone and the ruthless fire of his blood. He does not seek the Iron Throne. He seeks order. He seeks to protect the few he loves. But when dragons dance, the world burns. And the only way to survive the fire is to become the greatest monster in the sky.
Born of hatred. Raised in bronze. Forged in fire.