TD

Duncan the Tall was supposed to attend a tourney, get himself into trouble, and continue on his way. He was not supposed to find a golden-eyed woman from another world. Prince Aerion was not supposed to meet someone capable of sensing what was wrong inside his blood. The Targaryens were certainly not supposed to discover that the strange woman traveling with Dunk had an enormous black dragon hidden beneath the cliffs. And Amara Seo—healer, reluctant queen, professional meddler, and Sah’rei of the Aruva—was definitely not supposed to become involved with the royal family of Westeros. Unfortunately for history, she did. Now Dunk has won the tourney, the Targaryens know dragons aren’t as extinct as they thought, and Amara has been invited to King’s Landing. Westeros is about to become considerably stranger. (This is 1000% a SUPER self indulgent story based off my OC. I’ve never written fanfic about it, though the thought as crossed my mind, but I do want to have it somewhere to where I can enjoy it. So please don’t be mean, I’m fragile and unmediated. Yes I used AI for the pictures, I wanted them to all be uniform.)