Chapter 277 [Vault]

Title - HOTD: The Runaway Princess | Chapter 1 | Female

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[3rd POV]

Princess Visenya Targaryen, daughter of Queen Alysanne Targaryen, did not like her life very much. 

She had an old life. A life she had loved. A life where she had everything she could want, where she was happily working at her dream job. A life where she had her own home, was making enough money to live comfortably, and even had her own dog. 

And then she died, torn from her comfortable life after a brutal car crash. An incident that ended with her death, and then a rebirth she had not been expecting. 

A rebirth as the daughter of Alysanne Targaryen, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, Wife of Jaehaerys Targaryen. She was one of the many many children she had, born even before the birth of Rhaenys Targaryen, as the fifth child of the two. 

That made her far older than the likes of Rhaenyra Targaryen, being born in the year 58AC, 39 years before her birth, two years older than Corlys Velaryon, and around 14 years older than Rhaenys Targaryen. 

Visenya found her life to be enjoyable in the beginning. 

Sure, she was now in a world that was horrible for women to live in, and sure, she would likely have to fight off her fathers attempts at forcing her into a marriage against one of her brothers, cousins, or something else. But she still liked her life. 

Emphasis on liked. She no longer enjoyed her current life all that much. 

And that was due to one singular person, who had made her current life a living hell. And that person was…

Her mother. 

The woman was insistent upon marrying her to her brother Baelon Targaryen, who was a year older than her. Visenya, was not particularly interested in that thought. Beyond the fact that she was lesbian, she was not about to become a damn brood mare for the man, treated as nothing more than a token. 

No, she wouldn’t live that life. 

Hell, her mother upon hearing her denial had even offered to marry her to her older brother, Aemon who was only three years older than her. 

Once again, she denied it. She was 13 years old when her mother had given the offer again, but far more insistent, and it had gotten to the point that her father was trying to force her into it now too. As while Aemon had already married, and would bring forth Rhaenys into the world soon, Baelon was not married just yet. 

But he would be soon. 

And her parents wanted that marriage to be with her. 

She hated that idea. She had lived 13 years in this world, trying to prove herself to those around her. Proving her intelligence was well beyond anyone else in her age, surpassing the likes of the maesters that were attempting to teach her, showing that her brothers were less intelligent than her. 

She began to wield a blade against her parents wishes once she turned five. And while she wasn’t as good at that as she was with her mind, she was still incredibly gifted, and had regularly beaten her brothers in combat. 

But of course that had done the opposite of what she wanted. That made them think of her as Queen Visenya come again, and they insisted that she married one of her two older brothers, that she married Baelon Targaryen. 

Which is what is leading to her current situation. 

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Sitting in her bedroom, Visenya sighed. It had been thirteen years since she had been born into this world, and she loathed this place. This “Red Keep” it was a prison for her. All she wanted anymore was to leave, to fly away on the back of a dragon and explore the world. 

To explore somewhere no one else ever has. 

To explore what lies West of Westeros. 

She was confident that whatever it was, it was there, it was huge, and it would be the future for her. 

The only problem was…she had no dragon. She never has had one. She had tried to claim Vhagar, but her oh so loving brother Baelon had pushed her out of the way when she tried to, only to claim the great beast himself. 

She didn’t like him, not at all. 

He was arrogant, talkative, and bloody annoying. 

Aemon thought he was smarter than others, was controlling, and was her fathers little dog. 

And don’t even get her started with her mother. The so called “Good Queen”. She was a bitch, plain and simple. Controlling, manipulative, and while she was really really really good at hiding it, she was uncaring for most people. 

Like giving the “Gift” to the Nights Watch for…some reason. Even though that land was perfectly good for the North. She had just casually given it away without care for the opinions of the very Kingdom she was taking it from. 

She was honestly shocked that the Starks hadn’t done something about that. Started a conflict or something. 

She wished to leave more than anything, and she had been planning it. She had already learned all the secret routes inside of the castle, having explored them for 8 years to learn how to get around. 

And today? Today was the day she was going to claim a dragon for herself, a dragon that would let her flee from this place to somewhere better.

A dragon that was close by. She could…feel it. She had been feeling it for a while now. But now? Now it was like it was calling to her. Which is the reason why she had now left her room through the secret passage in her wall towards where the dragon was. 

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The dragon was Balerion. 

The largest dragon in the world. The dragon had been calling to her, outside of the city, near the cliffs that look over the seas, simply laying there. It had been injured before she was born, thanks to the young Aerea Targaryen, but it was still alive, waiting for her all this time. 

And now she was standing in front of the most powerful creature in the world, it’s snout pressed on her hand, a gasp echoing from her throat. 

She felt it. The connection snapping into place, the warmth that traveled through her, and the warmth that was traveling through the dragon. Her eyes widened as she saw its scars begin to heal, its injuries begin to unravel as if they were never there.

Disgusting creatures pushed from its skin, parasites that were slowly killing it. Only to now be stomped under its claws, an angered glint in the dragon's eyes as it looked down at the creatures it just got done killing. 

“Incredible” Visenya whispered, staring into the eyes of the dragon. The beast let out a sound akin to a purr as she scratched under its chin, a giggle echoing from her as she looked at it. 

“You know what I want to do, right Balerion?” Visenya asked, as the dragon locked eyes with her, its eyes knowing. 

It knew she wanted to leave, to fly in the skies of what lies West of Westeros, to see what was calling her from so very far away. And she wanted him to be the one to carry her upon him towards a new home. 

And he agreed. 

“Good, I’ll go get my things, wait for me, alright?” Visenya asked, patting his snout as she raced back towards the castle, ready to leave this place. She needed to be gone before the night sky dissipated and it was replaced with the warmth of the morning. 

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Slipping back into her bedroom, Visenya picked up the bag she had prepared for this moment. Prepared for her leave of this place. And glanced at the object next to her bed, something she had stolen before coming to this place. 

She wanted to make them regret treating her like some toy to sell off. And what better way to do that then steal the sword that crowned Kings? The sword of the conqueror? The sword that felt so right in her hands?

Blackfyre. 

It had been easy to snatch. She was honestly half tempted to steal both of their blades, but decided against it. The other didn’t feel right to her, not like Blackfyre that felt warm in her hands. 

Not when the other blade was away in her brother's bedroom. 

Gripping the blade, she smiled and pushed it into her bag, slinging it over her shoulder as she picked up her sack of golden dragons, pushing it into the last open pocket of her bag. 

With everything put away, which included some food. She was ready to go. She knew that with Balerion food wouldn’t actually be the biggest problem, as she could just get him to help with gathering fish. It was more so the water part that was the problem. 

But she had already planned for that. And had gathered tons of drinkable water to bring with her. That and the device needed in order to turn salt water into drinkable water. It was actually a pretty simple process involving the capturing of the steam from boiling water which would then turn back into salt less water through condensation. 

The perfect way to give herself water, especially when you have a big ass dragon that can make enough heat to do it, even if she has to have him point far away from her in order to do it. 

Either way, she needed to leave now, as if she waited any longer, she’d get caught. So with that, she placed a singular note onto the middle of her bed, and made her way into the passage in her wall, ready to finally get out of here. 

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It didn’t take her long before getting to Balerion, as the sun began to rise above. Without even hesitating, she climbed onto the back of the great dragon and strapped herself in, while making sure her bag was secure, before speaking.

“Soves Balerion!” She ordered, as the dragon began to move, it’s wings beginning to rise as she grinned, the great dragon leaped off the cliff, as she let out a happy scream, as she began to fly away from Kings Landing, and the prison that was the Red Keep. 

Looking back at the city, seeing figures in the distance beginning to rush to where she just was, Visenya laughed, one thought on her mind as she looked forwards. 

‘…Onto my first adventure!’

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That’s the end of the chapter!

So this is my first HOTD fanfic where Rhaenyra and all of them are not her love interests. Instead, it is between two different people that I want y’all to decide on. 

Rhaenys, who would come to her new home in the future. 

Or

Daenerys Targaryen from the future, who has been reborn in the past as the older twin sister of Rhaenys. She would have all three of her dragons in the future, and would be quite the powerful partner for Visenya. 

Let me know who sounds more interesting. 

Not sure if I’ll be doing any more vault chapters today, but we’ll see. 

Anyways, have a good day!