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A Song of Ice and Fire: Raenon Targaryen

I don't own Game of Thrones or any rights over books, characters, or intellectual properties. I'm just a fanfiction writer. If you want to read ahead, you know what to do. ~~~Synopsis~~~ The Story of Raenon Targaryen. Daenerys Targaryen's twin brother. Separated in 284 AC after birth. It was deemed safest to separate some of the children of Aerys II. So Viserys and Daenerys Targaryen went east to Essos, and Raenon Targaryen was sent to The Shadow Lands west of Westeros. On the other side of the world from his remaining family. This is where the story of Raenon Targaryen begins. At the young age of 12, Raenon Targaryen begins to chase power in magic, blood, and fire.

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Essos Celebrates The New Year

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~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 16 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Great Pyramid, Meereen, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 301 AC)~~~

Today begins the week-long celebration for the new year. In a couple of months, Dany and I will be turning 17, and Aly will be getting another year older a little after us. Time has flown by, and we're enjoying the peace that we have.

Dany's belly has grown in size yet again, and this time we're expecting our third child to be born a little after the celebrations are finished. A few days from what the Maesters are saying. I've always followed my instincts when it came to her pregnancy.

I haven't been wrong about the time frame yet. The Maesters are a tad early in their prediction compared to my own.

Speaking of Dany, she's with Margaery at the moment. They're spending time with Aly and Jae. Margaery has proven to be highly adaptable to her new situation.

She's helping Dany with our kids whenever she gets the chance. All the meetings and discussions I've been having with Oberyn have taken much of my time. I wish I could be around my kids and Queens more. But I settle for the time I can get.

Oberyn is on his way to me at this very moment. He's been antsy since the attack on Sunspear, and despite his desperate attempts to get me to start war after it happened. I knew it was best to wait until the time was right.

That time is almost here. From what Varys has sent us, Stannis and Robb have begun discussions about an alliance to rid Westeros of The Lannisters.

Based on the timeframe, if their negotiations don't fall through, they'll march South around the same time we sail to Dragonstone. Retrieving my ancestral home is my first priority in this conflict.

Dragonstone is a critical strategic location, and it'll be a perfect place to house my armies while we prepare our war on Westeros.

If I'm lucky, all the remaining great Houses will weaken or destroy each other. The worst-case scenario is they join forces to repel my invasion. I doubt that is ever going to happen. There is too much bad blood between Robb and Tywin.

I don't know where our massive success would rest without the information I've received from Varys and his spies. It's no wonder The Usurper held power for as long as he did. While everyone on his Small Council had something to gain.

Varys and his network of spies kept the peace and power of Westeros intact. Without it, many rebellions and coups would've been left unseen until too late.

As I look out the window, and see Meereen. The streets that are visible show how excited the people are. Stalls and stands are opening up. We've had a considerable influx of merchants and goods these last few days.

My gaze turns toward the sky, and all four of our grown dragons are flying around. Rhaenys casts a large shadow, and Raevor does the same. Vaelor and Rhaegal aren't as big as Raevor, but they're growing fine.

Rhaenys is another size, and I don't know what determines a dragon's size... Perhaps it's something to do with the person taking care of it... They say it's based on freedom and food, and I've found truth in that, but it's not the entire story.

When I retake Westeros, one of the many things I want to do is have an exploration investigate Old Valyria. Answers to House Targaryen's past rest there.

"One day, Aly will be riding around Vaelor, and Jae will have Caelex taking him wherever he wants to go... We have another Targaryen child on the way and two eggs yet to hatch... There is something to be said about gaining power fast..."

It's often a way to bring down a swift downfall.

The thoughts and ideas hang in my head as the door to the room opens, and Oberyn walks in. There is happiness on his face, and I can't help smiling a little. He hurries over and leans against the window.

"My daughters... They've made it... They're here in Meereen!!! My little girls are safe!!"

My friend has been torturing himself over the idea of never seeing his children again. They've found their way to Meereen, and I'm looking forward to meeting all the daughters of The Red Viper Of Dorne.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

He looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Let's go meet them."

He's the first one out the door.

~~~(POV: Daenerys Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 16 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Great Pyramid, Meereen, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 301 AC)~~~

"Aww, Jae. You should know better by now."

Margaery cuddles my son with affection as he smiles and does his best to retaliate from the tickle challenge he proposed to Margaery. It's hard for me to watch my son playing with someone that is technically his mother now.

My condition doesn't allow me to play with my kids at the moment. Aly, my eldest child and daughter is busy at the table watching Vaelor fly around Meereen.

It's a little unfair for her. Jae is always with Caelex. The two of them are inseparable. Even now, Caelex is in the room with us. Watching his bonded rider as he plays with Margaery. Aly wants to play with her dragon too.

Vaelor is far too large for her to play with or ride at the moment. My hand glides across my stomach, and I take solace in the fact that I'll have another little bundle of love to care for. Boy or girl, they'll be born in a safe world for House Targaryen.

"Mommy, when does the party start?"

My daughter's voice fills my ears as she turns in her seat away from the window and looks at me. She must see all the things happening in the street below. A smile takes form on my lips, and I wave her over.

She hurries and sits next to me on the soft chair. My arm wraps around her, and my lips plant a kiss on the side of her head.

"Tonight, my princess. The entirety of Essos will be celebrating the new year, and it won't end until seven days from now."

It's nice to be able to speak with my daughter. She's almost three now, and she has full conversations. Rae told me that he was the same way as a child. He was on his own for as long as he could remember.

Our little princess has inherited Rae's intellect and steep learning curve. It's nice to see that our family is strong. Jae is almost two now, and he's forming small sentences. He's developing the same way Aly did.

"Daenerys..."

My attention is taken from my daughter as a whisper comes from Margaery. Jae has fallen asleep in her arms, and there is a particular glow about my sister-in-law. Over the time she's spent with us, she's grown fond of Aly and Jae.

There is a growing desire for a child of her own. She wants one, and it's seen from how often she's taken more time in bed with Rae.

Her stamina can't keep up with Rae's, but she's taking as much as she's able before falling asleep.

"Take him to his room. He'll be up in a few hours."

She nods and starts making her way for the door. Caelex is strutting behind them and will join Jae for a nap. As I said, they're inseparable.

"When will I be getting another brother or sister? Daddy told me when your belly gets small again. I'll have another. But it's only gotten bigger since I've been watching."

My heart melts a little. I grab my little girl and hold her in my arms.

"Don't worry. Our family will be getting bigger again. Just have patience."

She smiles and kisses me on the cheek. I love my children.

And I love the man who gave them to me. I wish Rae could be here right now. He loves our kids as I do.

~~~(POV: Oberyn Martell)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 43 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Great Pyramid, Meereen, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 301 AC)~~~

"It's nice to see all your daughters are alive. Only hearing they were must've been torture. Don't worry, Oberyn. We'll be moving to Westeros soon. It's on the horizon, my friend."

The sting of what happened to my family and home still lingers freshly in my heart. I'm the lord and ruler of Sunspear and Dorne now. It's not what I imagined, but it's what I have to do now that my brother and his son are dead.

I never wanted to be King of Dorne...

"When we first made our agreement to help your cause. You said that Tywin and The Mountain would be mine. Is that still true?"

I have to make sure.

"Yes. The one I must kill is Joffrey. It'll make my claim undeniable and destroy any claims left. Tywin and The Mountain are still yours. That hasn't changed."

Good...

I have many debts of pain to repay The Lannisters and The Mountain.