PROLOGUE
Rhea Cole's eyes were glued to the screen as she watched the latest episode of House of the Dragon. She had always been a die-hard fan of the Game of Thrones franchise, and this prequel series was no exception. But as she watched the events unfold, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of frustration and sadness. She knew what was coming - the tragic fall of Rhaenyra Targaryen, her favorite character.
Why did it have to end like that? Rhea thought, her mind racing with alternative scenarios. Why did Rhaenyra have to die? Why did the dragons have to disappear? She felt a sense of injustice, as if the creators had somehow wronged her by killing off the characters she loved. She had invested so much emotional energy into their stories, and this was the reward?
As she drew closer to the TV to get a better look at the glitchy screen, her anger and disappointment boiled over. "No, no, no!" she muttered, as if she could change the course of events by sheer force of will. She had always been the type of fan who became deeply invested in the worlds she loved - she wrote fanfiction, drew fanart, and even cosplayed as her favorite characters. But this... this was different. This felt personal.
The room around her began to blur and fade away, replaced by a vivid landscape of rolling hills and towering mountains. Rhea stumbled backward, disoriented, and found herself standing in the middle of a bustling market square. People in medieval clothing hurried past her, speaking in a language she didn't understand. But as she looked down at her hands, she saw that they were no longer her own. They were smaller, paler, and adorned with intricate dragon-scale jewelry.
A figure approached her - a woman with long, curly brown hair and a warm smile. "Rhaenerys, dear, what are you doing here?" she asked, eyeing Rhea's confusion.
Rhea's mind reeled as she realized that she had somehow become Rhaenerys Targaryen, daughter of Saera Targaryen. She was now a part of the world she had only ever known through screens and pages. And with that realization came a spark of determination - she would change the course of events. She would prevent Rhaenyra's death, and the downfall of the Targaryen dynasty. She would save the dragons.
But as she looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, Rhea felt a shiver run down her spine. She was no longer just a fan, watching from the safety of her own world. She was now a part of the story itself. And she had no idea what lay ahead.
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