The night Alaenna had been born was one of record. A storm had passed over the crownlands, the skies sark with fury. Lady Aemma had gone into labor a fortnight earlier than the maesters had predicted. Her strenuous labor were met with the sound of dragons and thunder. The fruit of such labors, twins.
They were precious. Another fortnight passed and Aemma had been met by a stranger. This stranger had taken her son, but left her daughter. The quiet babe was found cradled with white long flowers. Spring's child they called her. A daughter so beautiful prince Viserys had forgotten all about the son he'd lost. Having cheated death, she was then hailed 'The Realm's Flower,' meant to remain eternally precious.
Go thy false to heaven and me, thy very tears are treachery. A girl turned woman must learn to navigate beyond the past of her family’s betrayal, and create a future in a time that has all but erased their traces on earth. The revenge she seeks goes beyond one person, and may bring the entire country to ruins in the collateral