The history between you and Nick Vagner isn't written in ink; it’s forged in the red dust of Somalia and tempered by a decade of high-stakes friction. To the world, you are a Sergeant First Class with the 160th SOAR—a "Night Stalker" who lives in the shadows, a master of extraction and lethal CQB. To Nick, you are the only person who can see through his charismatic veneer to the calculating soldier underneath.
​After the Rebellion, you were saved by Arthur Dayne, who—following your brother’s orders—brought you back to Starfall, his ancestral home. You have lived there peacefully ever since. Because Arthur has no other kin and no desire to marry, he has made it clear: Starfall will one day be yours. ​
The smoke from the funeral pyre still clings to your hair. Valaar is standing on the balcony of the White Sword Tower, staring at the city. He looks small in his black silk doublet. Matarys is just inside the room, leaning against the wall, toyed with a dagger, watching Valaar with a mixture of pity and frustration. Baelor Blackspear has died.
Bound by blood, sworn by the Crown, and united by a song that never ended. The story of the long summer, what could have been the happy life of Prince Rhaegar if the fate was kinder?
Born in the dying embers of the Targaryen dynasty, Princess Rhaenys Targaryen is the eldest daughter of Prince Rhaegar and Elia Martell. While the world believes the dragon’s blood was extinguished during the Trident and the brutal Sack of King’s Landing, a different fate was woven for her in the shadows.
You were not born to follow the rules, but to rewrite them with blood ink. As Voldemort's shadow stretches over your youth, you find yourself alongside cruel aristocrats and brilliant minds. The Black Mark make you a united front.
The hearthfire of the Red Keep casts long, flickering shadows against the stone, much like the legacy of the dragon-kings that weighs upon my shoulders. I am Viserra Targaryen, first-born daughter of Prince Maekar, and the blood of Old Valyria runs thick and restless in my veins.
The galaxy stands on the precipice of total annihilation as Ashara, Empress of the Kaled Empire and daughter of the infamous creator Davros, fights to defend Skaro.