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It was a dark and stormy night when Princess Daenerys Targaryen had made her way into the world.
Though she did not know it at the time, her family was crumbling and would soon be all but extinguished from the world. Her eldest brother had already met his end on the battlefield, his soulmates crying out in anguish as their words grew pale. His shewolf's will to live lessening by the second. Her other brother was soon to be executed and her mother destined to end her life in child-bed.
The ships of Stannis Baratheon were mounting an invasion to follow the storm and no boats could manage to leave the island before then.
The only reasons that the little dragon princess was allowed to live, were the fact that she was a girl, and that her soulmate's name was Aemon Targaryen.
It was known that only one Aemon Targaryen yet lived. An ancient man at the wall well into his eighth decade, he was the princess’ great-grand uncle. So instead of facing the same fate as her brother, Princess Daenerys was sent to the Wall. To live in the frigid North with her ancient soul mate and never again to set foot in the South.
At least, that was the plan.
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Meanwhile, a young man sat in King’s landing, his face pale as he rocked a young babe into the bliss of sleep.
The babe had just developed his soulmate’s name. The words searing themselves into his skin in a blaze of agony.
What ought to have been a moment of joy for the entire family was instead a moment of terror.
For little “Jon Snow” had just been marked with the name of a new-born Targaryen.
In the middle of the Red Keep.
In the new heart of the Targaryen-detesting House Baratheon.
Ned Stark left King’s Landing the very next day.
Upon returning to Winterfell he vowed never to let his “son” leave the keep. Over Ned’s dead body.
At least, that was the plan.
Unfortunately, things rarely go to plan.