Dragon's flame

I woke up in the world of the Dance of the Dragons hours ago, hearing the screams of my mother and the cries of my not-so-baby-like sister. And more importantly, I found that I was still blind in this life too! Why are you so cruel, God? Can't you let me see the world for at least once?

I am the son of Aemma Arryn and Viserys Targaryen, the younger brother of Rhaenyra. In the original timeline, I was never meant to be born. Instead, Baelon was supposed to take my place, and there was no sister for him.

"Hello," a feminine voice sounded in my head.

"Who?!" I asked, startled.

"You can hear me?!" the voice asked, disbelief in her tone.

"Yes... Didn't you say hello to me just now?" I asked in confusion.

"I was just thinking about how I should say hello to my twin brother," the voice responded.

"Daenerys?!... Wait! You can speak! You are the same as me!" I asked joyfully, thinking I had found a partner in this mess.

"Yes... Did you also die in the Long Night?" she asked.

Wait... Long Night? Her name is Daenerys... She mentioned the Long Night... Is she ??? That Daenerys

"Daenerys Stormborn?!" I said, almost in disbelief.

"You know me?! We must be from the same time then... I was killed by a traitor..." She said, her voice flaring at the mention of the traitor—most likely Jon Snow or Aegon Targaryen.

"So, who were you in your previous life?" she asked.

"Well... I was just a Targaryen bastard..." I said, my voice trailing off.

"From what I know, there were no bastards in my time except for one..." she said.

"Well, you never know," I said.

I heard footsteps—familiar ones. They sounded like the ones I heard when Father took me and Daenerys into his arms, so it must be Father. And the other one… Her scent... Sweet... The flow of air tells me she's probably around 14 or 15. Perhaps Rhaenyra?

Wait... How do I know all of this?

"Flow of wind..." I realized. Could this be my cheat? I can "see" without eyes! It's so GOOD!

"How are my little dragons?" said Father, lifting Daenerys up.

"Let them sleep, Father... You can go prepare for... your new marriage," said Rhaenyra in a sarcastic tone.

Rhaenyra placed one egg near Daenerys and another near me. At that moment, it dawned on me... I could have a dragon!!

I heard cracking sounds from Daenerys' egg, followed by a screech of a dragon.

"Is your dragon hatched?" I asked.

"Yes... I know it's Rhaegal. My child is born again..." Daenerys said, her voice shaking with happiness.

I was happy for her, but a part of me felt a pang of jealousy. Why didn't my egg hatch?

As soon as Rhaegal hatched, both Father and Rhaenyra were extremely shocked and happy. From that day on, Father would visit her regularly, and since Daenerys refused to let Rhaegal leave, Father allowed him to stay with her.

It was strange, though—Rhaegal became extremely close to me as well. Father and sister were again stunned, as dragons typically didn't like anyone except their rider..

Well it did not matter much to father as he kept showering Daenerys with more attention and love

Despite this, I suppressed any feelings of pain or jealousy. I wasn't a validation-seeking child.

"You seem to have grown closer to Rhaegal... Or Vraxylis," Daenerys remarked.

"Yeah... It seems so," I replied, "Daenerys."

"Call me Dany," she said.

"Then you can call me Aely," I replied, realizing how close I had become to her.

Dany's POV:

When I first woke up after being stabbed by Jon Snow, it took me some time to realize I was in the Dance of the Dragons era, when my family was at the peak of their power. Then it hit me: I was not supposed to be born, nor was my twin brother supposed to survive.

I couldn't help but glance at Aelyx. He looked hauntingly beautiful—his eyes, devoid of pupils, but his irises were pure purple. They were both beautiful and horrifying. He possessed the Valyrian beauty, perhaps even more so than Rhaegar.

I found myself thinking of saying hello to him, and that's when I realized I could talk to him through our minds.

Then, Rhaegal was born, and though I was happy, I didn't get too comfortable. I knew what was coming. Rhaenyra had been declared heir... and we all knew how that ended up.

If our house wanted to survive the Long Night. We needed dragons for that... The Dance must not happen

Rhaenyra's POV:

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Daenerys's egg hatched she is not even one name day old, there was no mistaking it. She truly had a dragon, and it names vaxylis... He refused to be parted from my little sister so my father allowed him to stay

And then there was her twin, Aelyx. His beauty was unmatched—his eyes so uniquely striking, his presence unsettling, but undeniably captivating.

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After one year... 106AC

Me and Danny were one nameday old now... Danny was reading a book on high valyrian to me through our shared mind...

After one year in this world I realised that I could " See" Without eyes.. But there were some tasks like reading.... And seeing the beauty of the dragons....

Danny told me vaxylis looked same as it looked in her previous life

While we were studying.... We heard a two maids gossiping

"His grace announced today that prince aelyx and princess Daenerys are to marry each other when they reach 13 years of age "

" WHAT?! " blurred out of our mouths